Mikaelson Family Novels & Stories

He was like the temporary ruler of the kingdom after my grandfather's death, the large room and even the large courtyard was divided into two, half of it for us and my father's men and the other half for the Mason family and their men. I was angry my face didn't show any expressions, Sam looked at me from time to time He's been texting me since yesterday and calling me more than twenty times, and if I answered him I would kill him... I was just looking in front of me... until I had no nerve "Mr. Mason, Mr. Michaelson, I appreciate you coming today, but we're here to discuss something very important. You killed Miras Michaelson last night," Kaelen said calmly. "Oh my God, what happened?" aske

He set the extra cheese pizza aside for his brother, and he leaned his back against the white wall. I shifted my body, and I rested my head against his good shoulder. He wrapped his arm around me, and we sat on the bare hardwood floor while the evening shadows stretched across the room. "I am very proud of you, Michael," I whispered in the quiet space. "You fought your toxic father, and you secured a safe life for Gabriel." "I could not do it without you, Axel," Michael replied, and he kissed the top of my head. "You are my family, and this house is our true home."

“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.

It was painful to let her son go but she knew it was for the best. Several hours after, Mikael was already in the Alonso mansion. Calling it huge was such an understatement. It was like a white palace with so many rooms, a huge pool, a large garage, and was equipped with a security system fit for the affluent. “So, this is Mikael.” A lady’s voice met the two males who were in the mansion’s immense living room.

Then Elijah went all mental and bit me. I really wanted and needed Kol to be here. — “Ah, miss Mikaelson, you're still awake…” He looks around the room to see a lot of worried family members and friends of mine. “Are you okay with me discussing your health and treatment with people in the room?” An older man asked. “Can you guys step out for a minute? Hazel c-could you please stay?” Everyone nodded and left, Hazel just smiled and nodded. She got up and came closer.

Mikayla spat and cursed loudly, "Kelvin is a complete psycho! What does Skylar's death have to do with me? Does he expect me to end my life too?" Lorenzo said, "Enough, keep your voice down. It seems now our connection with the Nieves family is finished. Why is it so difficult for our family to rise to the status of a noble house? Two years ago, Andrew ruined our plans at the Advanced Medical Institute. And now, it's him again. That bastard is nothing but a curse on the Owens family!" Mikayla said coldly, "Dad, Kelvin is making such a grand entrance by going straight to the Lloyd family estate to find Andrew. Do you think Andrew and he will come to blows?"

If the joint forces of Milan’s five greatest families could not make the Rossi family disappear from Milan in one day, the Herriot family could definitely do it. This family had no excessive worries when it came to carrying out tasks. Their methods were simple and rough. If they declared to exterminate you in one day, it would be done. No words could describe what Kennedy was feeling. It was just like Tyr had said earlier, he was getting closer to hell, step by step. By now, Mikhael and Allen were stunned speechless. From the start, Mikhael knew that Tyr was not a regular man. The boy had a complex background in Rayne, but Mikhael never knew that it would be this frightening.

Mike cursed at Kenneth, who had disappeared from his sight. "What's wrong with you two!" The baritone voice came from the door; Mike turned to stare at the voice he recognized. His father's cold, expressionless face looked scarier than a lion. The sound of Zaverio Christopher's loafers is like a death chant for the whole house. The mansion's owner has returned home, and Zaverio's eyes stare intently at his son. Mikequel Christopher's blood is so thick that Zaverio is 80% sure that Mike's character and behavior are descended from him.

Then he turned in his seat to face me, his expression grave. "I've been researching the Michaelson family since you asked me to," he began. "They're old money, very traditional, very secretive. Kyle's mother—Victoria Michaelson—was married to the family patriarch's younger brother. He died about fifteen years ago under circumstances that were never fully explained." "How convenient," I muttered. "Indeed. After his death, Victoria tried to leave the family, tried to take Kyle and start a new life somewhere else. The family couldn't allow that—she knew too many secrets, had too much information about their various illegal activities. So they engineered her institutionalization."

“What a disgrace to Mikail… and to think you come from a noble family.” “I… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” “Of course you didn’t mean to, dear,” interrupted Eloise, Mikail’s mother, with a chilling laugh. “You simply don’t know. Maybe if you concentrate more, you might be useful for something.” I clenched my fists, forcing myself not to respond. Because Mikail wasn’t there. And when he was around, everything was different. They pretended to be kind. But as soon as he left, the masks came off.