Mikaelson Brothers Novels & Stories

His brother ran back again and his servants stood behind him. “You’ll regret doing this,” the older brother told him. His older brother ran towards him and he prepared to attack him. But Mikael didn’t continue because he knew he wouldn’t win over Xurden. Mikael ran towards the table instead and quickly opened the drawers, looking for something. When he saw a wand, he returned his full attention to Xurden. His older brother pointed his wand at him. Before he could move, his brother immediately released a beam of light that was too strong. It was supposed to be a direct hit to him, but the necklace he was now wearing floated in mid-air.

she asked, sass dripping from her tone. "Maybe," I said, not specifying in what context. After a final chuckle, I said, "The Michaelson brothers have been taken out right along with Mikhail. That's no longer something you need to worry about." My sister gasped on the other line, and then, went silent. Finally, her voice dripping with relief, she said, "It's done?" "You bet." "Thank you, Neal," she said, her voice breaking. I could hear she was starting to cry. Thankfully, this time, those would be happy tears. A smile spread across my face as I closed my eyes for a moment, basking in victory.

“You need to leave.’ Ambrose hisses. “This is the time for us to be alone. You need to leave now. Looking at you knowing your family is responsible is not sitting well with me.” Mikael sighed. This was the part that worries him the most. Nevertheless, he nodded and leave the room. Now that Zara has accepted him from the way she cries out to him last night, he only has another thing to do. Charming the siblings will be a challenge indeed. It was any other morning at the Sviatoslavich mansion. While Abram accompanies his father sorting out agreements and documents in his office, Maksim and Nikolai sat on the sofa resting since the three brothers had planned to visit the harbour again.

To bear witness to all his antics while his brothers and sisters suffer. Out of all the versions of Mikael that I know, one remains true. Mikael is someone you would wish that you never meet, because the moment that your paths crossed. Your life will be doomed. “When Mikael grew tired of his antics and after several pleas from Rebecca, we thought Mikael finally gave in. He gathered all of us and we thought that we were finally meeting a common ground. Little did we know, he gathered us because he planned for our massacre. He used our youngest brother like a puppet as he placed him in a trance and killed everyone who attended the event that went against what he wanted,” he turned and faced Et

Ha-Min was the only son of the family so, he supported both of his sister's husbands as well. "Big Brother, I am sorry. I am really sorry, please forgive them. They are children, they will not do this again." one of his sisters came forward and tried to touch his hand but he jerked back his hand even before she could touch it. "Yes, brother. I know we have failed you but I promise you that anything like this will never happen again." his other sister came forward as well while their husbands were being cowards in front of Oh Ha-Min. Just his one gesture and their career would fly away like they did not even exist.

When your life is on the line, it's hilarious, isn’t it? “You fail as an Assassin, Mikael,” I said, then the man removed his mask revealing my little brother Mikael, He’s Mikaela’s twin, the fourth. “Big sister, you know that’s not my forte though,” he said as he laughed, I took my tea then I took a sip. “So, why did you come here?” I asked him, he looked at me, then his smiley face turned serious. “They’re moving, they will surely target all of us,” he told me, I chuckled at his news.

"And we need to talk about it. About all of it." "Two hours," Mikal agreed. "Via Colombo." The line went dead. Massimo lowered the phone and stared at it, his hand trembling slightly. There was no going back now. No more pretending, no more careful distance, no more treating each other like mere business partners. In two hours, he would face his brother. His mother's firstborn son. The man she'd abandoned to save herself. The man who had every right to hate the Valentino family, to destroy them, to take revenge for thirty-four years of abandonment and lies. Instead, Mikal had built his own empire, become Pakhan, and maintained a professional relationship with the family that had rejected him

Just as we approached what I presumed was his locker, a chestnut brown haired boy came into view, he was leaning against the locker, typing away on his phone. "What are you doing here?" Joshua asked his twin brother. Micheal looked up and beamed at him. Then, taking me by complete surprise, once again, he beamed at me. Or at least in my direction. I turned around to make sure there was no one behind me before looking back at him in confusion. He pushed himself off his locker and walked towards me. "Hey, Crystal, right? I don't think we've officially met." He stretched out his hand. "I'm Micheal Melrose - Josh's brother, I mean obviously - but my friends call me Mikey."

I can’t help but ask him with a hit of concern in the tone of my voice. "Something strange just happened today, mate. Remember when I told you that aside from Lincoln and Fabian, I also have two more vampire brothers? Their names were Guzman and Polo, and for some unknown reason, we find their coffins inside our mother's coven. I thought our mother doesn't want the original vampires roaming around that's why she created the white oak stake to paralyze their body." Michael said and for some inexplicable reason, I can feel my heart beating so fast upon hearing the story about his other vampire brothers.

' I asked the patroller as I hit the whip on the ground, making Alexa shriek, and I saw Aeon jolted from his position, trying to sit. "I, Young Alpha Aeon Mikaelson, reject you, Alexa Castello…" A smile tugged on my mouth as he began his rejection. At the same time, the answer to my question came. 'Alpha Aurelius and Alpha Audrus from the North.'