Elijah Mikaelson Personality Novels & Stories

Of how he snatched and caged people. Hell, he had done the same to me. Thankfully, Dane didn’t need to know how Elijah had destroyed my heart and dreams. "That's who you're protecting," Dane said, his eyes searching my face. "A man who destroys lives on a whim. He is a man who uses people like chess pieces and discards them when they're no longer useful. He manipulates and threatens and ruins innocent people for no reason except that he can." Each word hit like a hammer blow, driving home truths I'd been trying to avoid. This was who Elijah was. This was what he did. The bet about me hadn't been an isolated incident but a pattern of behavior.

I said, sitting beside Elijah, "I'm starting to wonder if I really took out all of its dark energy." "what? You think there's still something dark in here that is luring me in?" Jason asked, and I shrugged. "you don't ever part with that book. I'm worried." I said and Jason chuckled. "Don't be." Elijah said, patting my hand, "he's like this with every book he's found overly interesting. Sure he looked super cool and dangerous on the outside, but he's actually a glorified bookworm." " And it's why you love me dearly. Come to think of it, you might find me completely indispensable at this point." Jason said with a wide smile and Elijah just shook his head.

“I think it should at least make you think twice before hurting more than you have" Elijah let out a humorless chuckle. “Hurting you? Astrid, I haven’t even started.” “It's Maya. I'm no longer Astrid” I struggled to say. “Oh… but you are. Astrid Grey the fucking murderer” he sneered. “Elijah..” I whispered, his words slicing through my thick heart. His grip tightened before he shoved me back against the wall. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to remind me who was in control. My breath hitched as my back pressed against the cold surface.

“Berenice is here.” I’m certain Benny didn’t tell anyone about us. If she did, I wouldn’t be standing here, breathing and dreading seeing her again. I’d be six feet under, or worse, burning in the hellfire of his father or Klaus’ anger. “How is she?” The question was out of my lips before I realized it. Markus kept his eyes on Mikael, his large hand ready to catch the child as he slowly took a sitting position. Mikael is the little version of Klaus, green eyes and dark curls, and also inherited his grumpy mood. He started grunting when he couldn’t get a hold of the biggest owl dangling from the center of the overhead gym.

Everyone was so worried about Jerry and Jack was a thin step away from breaking down, Jessica was fidgeting so much, and no matter what she was told, she refused to sleep. "Do you think that he'll be okay?" Jason suddenly said with a small mouse voice. "If it's Mike, I believe he had more plans than to just kill him off," Elen said coolly "But why would he? He called himself our father and yet tried to kidnap us! And I was just...just..." Jean suddenly burst out. "You guys don't know Mike, he had always been ambitious. It's as if it is written in him, his want for power, the strong desire to trample and if anyone dared try to stop him, his revenge would be merciless," Elen said.

Treated as an outsider by her mother new husband, he was always alone and lonely. Eve constantly reminds him of what he should've been but will never be. He was Mikael Lorentzen. Son of general Leon Lorentzen, Dzhimara famous knight who fought beside Eve's grandfather in the Great War. Though he had survive the war, he received enough scars and trauma causing him to be removed from Dzhimara military and live the remainder of his life as a broken m, no emotion whatsoever, just waiting for death to take him from his family. He got what he wanted at the end.

Elizabeth points out show casting her hands in the air as if the words would magically appear. Josephine laughs then questions. "What do you actually do Jonathan?" "He is a lawyer" Elijah clarifies and Josephine meets his gaze before tearing them away from him. Josephine realized that he is back to his closed up self, the very same Elijah she met once he showed through those doors. Now that she's got to see the vulnerable and talkative side of him. It's a bit strange to see him this quite. He has a personality of an introvert. During social interactions he normal hides in the shadows and observes his surroundings and once you get to be with him behind closed doors he is a whole different per

Let’s play for sometime and also he should punish her little mouth for cursing him everyday. “It’s you who wanted me to be away from you, remember? and like Elijah Mikaelson I gave you my word” He looked at her innocently as if he was obeying her every command. “Then why did you come here? As you are Elijah Mikaelson you should…”her words died down in her throat as realization hit her. Elijah Mikaelson? How the hell did he know about that? “Surprised?” He took a device out of his pocket and played the recording of her complaining about him to Paula.

"You look stronger. The sickness has started?" I looked at him in shock, my hand unknowingly reaching over to cover my belly. “You knew? You knew that this would happen?” A thin smile spread on his face. It wasn't evil, just full of a wild certainty. "It was always a possibility. A very welcome one." “Who are you?” I managed to say, voicing out the words from my mouth loud, my voice shaking with anger and fear. “My name is Kael. I am the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack,” he said.

It was very visible that that wasn't a topic he was willing to have, not now or ever, but Elle, being a little on the dumb side, didn't read the signs. “Oh I know. Her father is the lead rogue that caused the massacre so many years ago, right?” Just then, Damien sensed Ariel's presence in the room, and immediately their eyes clashed. Ariel wished with all fibre in her body that she could turn back the hands of time, to stop herself from entering the room. She sensed the anger in him, and knew for sure that she was in for a very rough night.