Elijah Mikaelson 소설 & 이야기

“Yes, you’re right. Elijah has everything, he’s an Enigma, more powerful than I could ever be. He’s the Don of the Cosa Nostra, the most powerful gang in New York. He’s also got a Seer by his side, but he tossed him aside because he knew that I had stopped obsessing over getting Gabriel back a long time ago. You are right…he wants everything that I have, and I’m not talking about property or money or anything technical. He wants those closer to my heart.” “What?” The word slipped out, barely louder than a whisper, but it felt like a thunderclap in my head. “Why? Why would someone be obsessed to this level? It just…doesn’t makes sense.” Damien’s expression didn’t change—calm, composed, but th

My hands curl into fists as I turn around and follow Kate back to the room. I won’t know anything for sure until I meet Cain myself as Rickard and Olivia refuse to tell me anything. I sit on the bed and stare at the wall in front of me. The pendant around Elijah’s neck glowed when I hurt him and that young boy almost broke out of his compulsion. I can only conclude one thing from it… Elijah is the power source. Even after knowing that Elijah is the power source, I don’t think I or Cain can do anything against him. He won’t die. That was perhaps his true gift.

I smiled at the few people who bowed my way and Elijah excused himself from the man he was speaking to. He gave me a loving kiss on the cheek and Micah started to bounce around my hips. With a huff, I passed him to his father and he soon started to smile. "Dada, dada" He murmured with his little hands on Elijah's cheeks. "I missed you too prince Micah" Elijah said against his forehead and I smiled at their relationship. Micah was like a replica of his father. Same steel gray eyes, brown locks and bushy eyebrows. They only thing he got from me, his mom, was the nose.

They were undeniably mother and son, and they were completely different from me. From the expressions on their faces, they were not happy to see me. “Lauren, this is Elara Doe,” the guardian said, and the woman looked me over from head to toe. “This is Elara and Theo Mikaelson.” I was about to reach out to shake their hands when Theo spoke in a dismissive manner. “She's the half-breed?” he asked with annoyance, as if I wasn't present. That made me raise my eyebrows in surprise. Lauren approached me with disdain and then sniffed loudly, then put on a disgusted expression that froze me in place.

There were only two reasons he would use such a general term—if it wasn't that Denzel had feelings for Liesel, then he had to have only said that to toy with Elijah. Elijah narrowed his eyes. His amused eyes gradually turned icy. However, when he looked at Liesel, his gaze returned to normal. "Lili, is he your brother?" At this moment, he should ask Liesel instead. Did Elijah really not know who Denzel was? Of course, he knew. He even knew that Denzel was the heir to the prestigious medical family in Ashthorne, the Johanson family. And it was because he knew that he harbored such hostility toward Denzel.

I quickly approached her. "Miss Lucia, please go to the bathroom right now. Mr. Elijah, has already briefed me on this matter. You should not worry about anything. This is the file that Mr. Elijah needs, I will hold it. You can leave now." Elijah's assistant quickly explained, and I just realized that he was a werewolf. One of the members of Elijah's The Bloodlust Moon Pack. "Okay. And thank you so much..." I muttered to him who was smiling a little there. And I walked back to the bathroom, where Felicity was right now. I understood, this plan, so that I could use my magic on Felicity.

Mystic Vale's expression darkened completely. Mystic Vale slowly closed his eyes, his fingertips tapping lightly on the table. After a moment of silence, when he opened his eyes again, all anger was gone, replaced by unfathomable gravity and coldness: "Carl... Amelia... and that child must be Elijah, who follows Amelia and carries the Power of Chaos. I didn't expect them to find you..."

He says looks at Adam, and his friend's. "What secret,?". Dad asked him. "You're daughter is the key in Resurrecting Adolfo William, and we both know it,". Elijah faces dad , " we the outcasts are just like a passway to getting your ultimate goal, but in other to get that done, you need Elizabeth's blood, because only the blood of a trybrid can wake up another, and since your daughter is yet to control her powers, you sent her to this academy, in other to develop her, and trust me, the entire teachers are aware of how much she's important, I'm I lying Mr William,"...

"So I've heard. But to be honest, I would much rather be in bed with a book. Too many people and not enough booze." "You always did have a problem with substances," Elijah joked, showing off his white teeth in the process. He was the first blood born hybrid of this century. Well, ever. Luciana might have been born from the blood of her enemies, but Elijah was the true marvel. He defied nature from birth. "Apparently Mama had an important guest here tonight for me, care to escort me to her side?" I asked and touched his arm lightly. Elijah eyed me wearily but stuck out his arm.

“Wow. How is this possible?” His mouth quirks shyly. “It’s possible. Trust me, I’m not the only one either. Mikhail is an angel/demon hybrid, Carrick is a werewolf, Rowan is a vampire, and my foster father, Alex, is a dhampir. Almost everyone I know is a supernatural being.” I huff in wonder. “Holy cow, does Haley know about Carrick? What about Nevaeh?” He shrugs his shoulders. “Um… Neveah knows about Khail, but I don’t know about Haley.”