Kol Mikaelson Novels & Stories

Michael "Bastiana's children are the original vampires, she vowed not to witness any of her children get killed again by the witch hunters so she turned them into a vampire. The original vampires can't be killed and they said that they're still out there, disguising themselves, sucking blood on the streets. That's how powerful your mother is, Michael." Elena said and I can't help but feel frustrated with my mother and my father. Why would they hide these things from me and Lincoln? My mother has had a family before and I have brothers and a sister aside from Lincoln. If Elena is indeed telling the truth, it looks like my mother has a lot of secrets that she's still trying to hide from me and

“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.”

She just outshined every woman in the state of Montana. “Who are you?” His question was meant to be gentle but they came out as an angry ogre. She laughed at his question. The first chord of that sweet laugh was now trapped in Killian’s mind and heart. Slowly she stood up and walked towards him. She was within four steps of him and her scent was intoxicating. It was vanilla and a fruit he has yet to identify. Up close she was perfection in his eyes. Unconsciously he stepped forward wanting to be close to her for some reason. The pain, the memories none of it was on his mind. His sole focus was on her. “Name’s Mikel Rysdale. You can call me Mik for short.”

Ana looks at Mikael, "You are a snitch! I should have never trusted you!" "I am sorry!" Mikael says. "It is too late for sorries," Ana says. "I, Ana Radu, Omega in the Silver Pack, reject you, Mikael Barbu, Gamma in the Silver Pack as my mate!" Mikael falls to his knees and covers his face with his palms. "Take them to the dungeons!" Alpha Max says.

I sigh, running my hand through my hair. "Can I see Grayson, please?" Malik looks stunned for a moment. "Right. Ah, he's in the Vengeance Pack right now. I'll let him know you're back." Finally, I follow Malik inside, who still is asking me relentless questions about where I've been the past five days. Honestly all I want to do is collapse my weak body into a bed, but I supplied Malik with the basics of my kidnapping. I left out details of the strange Huntsman named Cal from a Pack unknown. He told me to keep a secret, and at this time, I'm not jumping on the idea of selling him out. I mean, he's proved how good he is with a bow and arrow...

Damien raised one of his eyebrows as he asked, placing his left hand behind my neck. "Because Jake Hayes knows something about you," he continues, "Your weakness." Damien suddenly stopped talking as he looked down on the floor. "I've got no weakness," he says, with a stern look. "Except for my wifey's kisses, that is." "Hah.." I sighed in annoyance, as I rolled my eyes. My annoyed reaction was the same as Luca. Damien looked so serious, to the point I thought he'd say something touching, and dramatic. "Sir, you've gone insane.." Luca says, pinching the bridge of his nose. "But I wasn't lying," he says, "Her kisses are my only weakness."

“She is a divine beauty. Then again, I doubt that Elton would have accepted being with her if not.” The mention of the bastard’s name, despite being dead, boiled my blood. I was about to respond when the driver stopped the car in front of a mansion. His eyes met Konstantin’s from the rear mirror. And when I looked outside, I saw him, Mikhail Leonov, the only heir of his father, waiting for us. “We are here, boss…”

His father nudged him gently and introduced him to Amaya , saying, "Killian , I want you to meet Amaya , the daughter of Alpha Arson." Killian , who was only around 8 years old at the time, couldn't help but find Amaya , the Alpha's daughter, rather unattractive. However, he understood that expressing such a sentiment would surely earn him a scolding if his mother were to hear. Amaya stood out starkly amidst the children he encountered within the influential circles of the kingdom's elite families. She sported wide glasses, freckles, and braces, epitomizing the classic image of a "nerd."

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."

“Rory.” He walks past, and I fall into step beside him. “Kayleigh’s father was killed by Marius’s army in an attack on their village, just north of the Borderlands,” he tells me as we navigate the gloomy corridors. “Her mother was taken—she’s presumed dead too. The humans burned the whole village. That girl, she barely escaped with her life. So, aye, she doesn’t like humans very much.”