Elijah Mikaelson Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Leave me alone! Elijah! Elijah, tell them to stop! Elijah, they are hurting me! I did not kill Eliza! I swear!” Elijah cried. She was his most terrible weakness, so turned around until he heard Isela stop screaming like a crazy. Then, he got out of the room. The story was ending and never thought it was going to hurt so much. Isela and Stefan had fallen in love. Eliza and Isela ended up being sisters. And Elijah wasn’t going to be able to clean up all the mess in her heart not because he didn’t want but because he was starting to understand the emptiness Stefan was leaving in her heart was going to be impossible to fill.

“Thank you, Elijah. For always being by my side.” Elijah smiled, his hand brushing against hers. “Always.” The chapter ended with Paulina and Elijah standing together in the safe house, the files spread out before them. The fight for Project Nexus had only just begun, but Paulina knew she wasn’t alone. With Elijah’s unwavering support and her father’s vision guiding her, she felt ready to face whatever came next.

I thought to myself before I walked out of the kitchen and quickly made my way back upstairs, thinking Mikel had done a good damn job of making me doubt myself. &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& It was late in the night when I woke up to Elias kissing the back of my neck softly, with his cock nicely pressed against the back of my ass, just the way I liked it. I didn’t realise when I had fallen asleep or when he had returned home but the moment my eyes opened, I remembered everything Mikel had told me earlier in the kitchen.

The three buttons of his cloth were opened and his tuxedo was hanging on the chair. “It should be you spending this marriage with me, not your sister—not that fucking bitch, Freya.” I stepped back, crying in silence, sobbing with my hand covering my mouth. That night, I realized that Elijah isn't just torn. His anger is also engraved on me. Perhaps, I really entered the cave of hell. Did he ever treated me as a friend? Perhaps, not. itsclarixass

he said quickly, his voice trembling now, “I didn’t mean to hit you! I love you, okay? I just…” I cut him off, my voice breaking. “You’ve completely lost your mind.” His face darkened, all softness gone. He turned to the drawer beside the bed and pulled out a syringe filled with a clear liquid. “He took everything from me,” Maxello muttered, pacing. “Rolex took you, took my family’s respect, took my future. But I can fix it. I can make it right. It’ll be just us again, Mia. I promise.” I struggled to pull away, my heart hammering wildly. “No! Don’t touch me!”

I had become an unwitting catalyst for Daniel's impending doom. Elijah's grip tightened on my wounded arm, his strength undeniable. He lifted me effortlessly, his voice dripping with malice, "Any guesses on what fate awaits you?" Tears streamed down my cheeks as I whispered, "What's left? You've already shattered me." Elijah's eyes bore into mine, a malevolent glint dancing within. He laid me down on the couch, his intentions sinister. Buttons of my shirt were undone, Elijah's gaze never leaving Daniel. "Let's see how much you enjoy your love, right before his eyes," Elijah jeered.

Aeros said, his voice heavy with emotion. “But why would Jonathan do that to me? Elyse said whoever did that to me used dark magic and that we’re looking for someone skilled enough and bold enough to bring it close to me.” Aeros looked up at my face sharply, as if uncertain about what he had just heard. “Dark magic?” he repeated, raising a brow, and I nodded. “Yes.” “Elarian,” he whispered softly, “there is something I should tell you. Someone else suddenly showed up after you became unconscious.”

was the soft reply. She waited till Mikel came out freshly showered and dressed in Dominic’s old Harvard t-shirt and a pair of his goofy socks. “You really were falling for him huh,” Kelsey asked with a smile. Mikel stroked the heads of her two companions and returned the smile. “I think we both were falling for each other over the years and was confusing it with lust and our friendship. I remember one night the lovemaking was much more intense, and electrifying. The look in his eyes was different I knew he saw the same in mine too. He called me Mikel. Not Mikky. We were going to make it,” she said burying her face in Roman’s fur.

Blood stained her dress, her life force slipping away with each passing second. “Eliana,” Caleb whispered, his hands trembling as he cradled her. “Why… why would you do this?” Eliana’s lips moved, but her voice was barely audible. “Because… I love you, Caleb. I always have. Even if I didn’t remember before, I know it now. You’re my Alpha… my mate.” Her words shattered Caleb’s heart. He clung to her, willing her to stay with him, but her breaths grew weaker until she finally passed out.

He had refused to claim me as his equal. "The doctor will be here tomorrow to do some test on you," Kael said flatly, his voice dropping back to the freezing tone of a king addressing a servant. He didn't even look back at me. He walked to the heavy oak door, unlocked it, and stepped out into the cold hallway. "Do not mistake a biological reaction for destiny, Elian," his cruel voice drifted back into the room just before the door closed. "You are still just a breeding vessel." The heavy lock clicked into place. I curled into a tight, aching ball on the messy sheets, weeping for the angry mate who had just shattered my soul.