Novel & Cerita Michael Morningstar Hazbin Hotel

Rather his expression tightens, clearly offended. “Seraphina Moondancer isn’t dead,” he says firmly. “The alpha transfer ritual didn’t work, remember?” I ignore the correction and keep my attention on Michael. He is exactly the kind of man who will carry a spark into a fire without needing much encouragement. “I’ve heard a lot about this hall,” I say lightly. “How only a Moondancer’s fingerprints can open that vault behind the stage.” There is a moment of silence as we three stare at each other.

He then, slowly and carefully removed his hand on my wound before standing up. "Damn, Gabriel. I've never thought that you're a fan of Bruno Mars!" Michael said. He still looked worried but he's now smiling a bit so I frowned at what he said. "What do you mean?" I asked and he grinned at me. "Cause he's willing to get a bullet straight to his brain?" he said as he scratched his head and I couldn't help but give him a smack. Everyone laughed aside from Maze and the two kids because it's either they don't get it or they don't think it's funny. Just like me.

He is my Great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather. In this family, only sons were ever born. I was special, as my parents say. Ever since Pops(Lucifer) started living here on Earth, I am the very first daughter. I’m Zaria Morningstar. A Senior in Capitol Hills High School, hopeful to graduate this year. The school bell rang, time for the lunch break. I am not the it-girl famous type, but people do nod or smile at me in the hallway. People know me, the surname stood out. I guess Pops’ “shine” never really fades.

Micah asked. His blue eyes were no longer blue, they had turned a strange darker shade like the night sky. His features were still handsome but he now carried the famous aura of house Midnight. He truly was one of them. "I know you killed my brothers. There is no need lying about it," he added, watching her with those midnight eyes. "I —I... What do you want?" Hazel spat. Her hand was slowly going to her thighs to pull her dagger. He was obviously stronger than her but having the dagger close brought her a sense of security.

Michael paid the look no mind as he slipped a hand into the pocket of his jeans and produced it a moment later, a loud laugh escaping his lips once he read the text on the screen. “Oh, that’s a good one,” he snickered, looking up at Sebastian a few seconds later. “You won’t believe who’s back.” “Please don’t tell me it’s some dumb celebrity here to see the president,” Marcus groaned. “All those Hollywood assholes just need to stay on the west coast where they belong.” “Nope,” Michael replied, fingers flying over the screen. “Guess again.” It was Jacob's turn. “The son of that ambassador who incessantly hit on Sebastian that time at the zoo?”

she replied "Okay, I'll go take a shower now, am so tired thanks to a certain devil" "Devil?" Lucy asked "It's nothing" I said as I walked to the bathroom 🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅 🎙️ Michael's POV 🎙️ I slowly stood up from the bed as my head ached badly I knew this was going to happen, I always blackout whenever I drink But it's strange, I feel like there's something am forgetting

my arm is hurting so bad it feels like I got an iv ,my mother must have done that , suddenly I feel sparks shooting up my arm's causing my fingers to twitch I slowly open my eyes only to be met with the most beautiful looking man in a Armani looking suit his hair styling and his dark eyes slowly raised looking at mine now and it feels like something snapped into place like he's mine and then his voice telling me Hello my beautiful mate , yeah mate sounds good right even. Jade: Hello ,mate? King Michael: I'm Michael, and yes Jade, I'm your mate , like Damon,Derek, Deacon, and Demtri are . and I've waited a very long time for you, Jade.

Spencer quickly said. “Jade’s disciple?” Colton and Petunia jumped when they heard this. They quickly asked Spencer about what happened. Spencer told them everything he knew. “My guess is that Michael has become like this possibly because there’s something wrong with him on a mental and spiritual level. His illness erupts every hour. I’ve tried timing it, and it’s very accurate. Not a second more, and not a second less. After he wakes up, it'll happen after exactly an hour.”

Jack stood and moved to be in front of Michael. “Nothing,” he shifted uncomfortably. “Spit it out!” Jack gave him a push to the shoulder. “It's not like there's anyone available here, and humans are drawn to us,” he muttered under his breath. “Michael!” Jack and Alissa exclaimed together. “Who?” Alissa cried. “How?” Jack panicked. “When?” The questions came to Michael thick and fast. “OK, enough.” He held his hands up. “There's no-one in particular I just… when I'm on missions I kinda… go to what they call nightclubs and, the ladies love me.” A smirk crossed his mouth before it dropped with the look his siblings were giving him.

“I’ll never betray you.” Helios cocks his head and cups my chin. He opens his mouth as if to say something when suddenly, a knock comes at the door. “Helios! It's me, Nox. Open the door!” Shit. Our gazes meet and Helios immediately drops my hand. Helios’ psychotic uncle, Nox Morningstar is here.