Kol Mikaelson Gifs Novels & Stories

Miki's screams continued, but this time it wasn't just a scream of fear, but a cry of excruciating pain! "Miki!" Gawin shouted in shock. He lunged toward her but had to recoil when a shadow of a deep-sea creature passed through him, as if something invisible was attacking Miki. "Don't you guys see them?!" Miki shrieked. "They're coming for me! They're going to eat me!" She tried to swat at the empty air as if something were strangling her. Her eyes widened until only the whites were visible, and she began to cough violently as if she couldn't breathe!

“You will not mention my son!” “He was your son, was he?” She looked like she was going to say cruel things, and Kiera braced herself for the worst to happen. But before she could open her mouth, Mikael lunged at her, and Simone attacked the weak man behind her. Everything happened quickly. Kiera saw the unimaginable. Celia was only part human when she fought with Mikael. There was fur sprouting from some parts of her exposed skin, and her teeth were long and crowded her mouth. She looked away. She had to do something.

And Milo—because of course Milo—perched on the low wall, flipping his knife like a man with no interest in keeping his fingers. “Storm girl,” he drawled, grin bright as coin. “How’s it feel being Nytherra’s newest controversy? Fan club? Hate mail?” “Do you practice being insufferable,” I asked, “or is it genetic?” He pressed a hand to his heart, stricken. “Wounded. Catch me, Jarek.” “No,” Jarek said without looking. Kaia clipped mint and didn’t hide her smile. “Stop pestering.” “Pestering?” Milo gasped. “I’m enriching.” He winked at me. “Right, Zoey?”

Micah said, caressing the side of Xenia's face. "Well, at least she's not dead," Mason said, looking at Micah, who was slowly disappearing. "You do know I'm going to find you and put an end to whatever Melania has planned, right? Mason smirked. "Well, let's hope you wear a better shirt next time we meet. Silk, really?" "You dic-"

Freaking hell, I didn't put it past the men to try and prank me again the way they had during our night out, but it wasn't going to work this time around. “Michael? Is that you?” I drawled, skipping over to the figure before I felt a chill run down my spine when whoever it was stepped into the silvery light of the moon. I froze, gasping and scrambling back when Klein Markov’s gaunt face greeted me from the darkness, cold and unsmiling. His pale grey eyes were wide like headlamps on his head, and his gelled black hair did nothing to liven the pasty white skin of his ripped body.

I couldn't help but give an even more perverse smile. Mikaela's smell was still on my fingers, but that didn't stop me from taking them to my lips and blowing a kiss to Colton, with a slight eyebrow arch. By the expression of confusion that he once, suddenly changed to understanding, I could say with all certainty that Mikaela was coming right behind. Because she didn't know she should have waited a few seconds for me to disappear, just so she wouldn't get in the face. Just so that no one would notice that inside that bathroom, we went to each other for a long and pleasant moment.

I was constantly trying to get free from the ropes but it was of no avail. “ Did you think I am a fool to let anyone wonder here with their powers? Nah I have prepared everything,” Mikael said, as he started laughing. “ I knew these fools would be coming to rescue the princess,” he added. “ Aaron the barrier,” Gideon said as he was kneeling down on the ground with his head low. He seemed to be fighting with something. The fairy In white attacked Mikael all of sudden, taking him by surprise. He punched him in his chest making him stumble backwards before falling on the ground. Then Aaron came on top of him before punching him repeatedly.

She crawls to him and hold his leg. “Please, please, please. You have to help her. please don’t let her die.. I beg of you. Please, hurt me, not her. Please...” She didn’t know what to do. Her chest hurts so much. It feels as if she couldn’t breathe. Mikael sighed and knelt down to face Eve. A sad smile plastered on his face. He wore no clothes accept for his black pants. His blood from his closed wounds made a mess around his neck and shoulder area. Scars already marking his skin knowing silver affects wolf very much.

Merca’s voice quivered with an unsettling urgency. Carl, unfazed, pulled out his phone and showed Merca the video sent to him earlier that day—the public introduction of Maika and Malko. He zoomed in on Maika’s face, highlighting the unmistakable resemblance to Aster. “This is her, Aunt. This is Maika.”

Her eyes were popping out behind the defined smoky eyeliner she was wearing and her breathing became sharp. Was he aware of what he was doing? Nikolas’s face betrayed nothing, yet somehow, the temperature in the room seemed to drop a dozen degrees. I grimaced on the inside, knowing Nikolas Sica had fucked my getting into their good books. I wondered if this had been it all along. A glorious theatre act to drag me to hell. "Alva," Nikolas said, breaking the entrancement of being alone with my thoughts. "This is my mother, Lilika."