Mikaelson Family Tree Novels & Stories

After all, there were ways to fix family relationships. I saw that family's faces turn pale in an instant. Makhi Owen explained, "Mr. Zechariah, I didn't mean that, I..." Zechariah didn't listen to anything he said at all, just looked at everyone in the room: "The Molson family and the Cromwell family did have some misunderstandings, but that was the last generation's business, and it has nothing to do with my niece." "And you guys just heard it, Miles's illness was cured by my niece."

To hear it now, in this poisoning green basin, felt like a deliberate puncture into her past. The stranger in the silver cloth didn't move from the shadow of the drainage vent. Their single, effortless grip on the lead wagon's axle held the multi-ton carriage completely stationary, preventing thirty outcast children from rolling backward into the churning gears of the primary ventilation fan. The unpolished moonstone mask they wore reflected the dull, flashing red alarms of the collapsing ceiling. The double-headed crest carved into the forehead of the mask was a piece of forbidden history. It was the mark of the House of Mikaelson before the high outcast rebellion—the original executioner l

He hoped she would turn out to be his mate. As they walked to his father’s office, Mikael tried to joke with her to make her relax. It didn’t work as well as he had hoped and when they stopped and he knocked at the door and mind linked his father, he could see her stiffen. His father told him to enter and take Rayvin with him. Mikael opened the door and saw Nikolaus, his father’s beta, and his daughter, Milly standing by the window. Something wasn’t right, he thought and he took a step closer to Rayvin.

No one could stipulate that one Silas must be related to the other Silas. It turned out that Warren was the actual elder brother of the current Old Master Silas, Andrew Silas, the head of a powerful family in Country A. That was to say, Mia Kyle was related to the Silas family. Neil gently tapped on the leather chair rhythmically with his fingers. He squinted his eyes and looked out of the window. This matter seemed to be more complicated than he had imagined. Should he tell Mia about it? He'd better not. At least not before he managed to get any evidence to prove the relationship between the two families, he could not tell Mia.

"Did you know? When you came here did you know who I was?" "Not at first. I came to Rome for business, for expansion because my father told me to The Valentino family was simply another obstacle to navigate." "When did you find out?" Mikal was quiet for a moment, then moved to lean against a rusted support beam. "About some months back" "She abandoned you," Massimo said, "left you in Russia and came to Italy to start over." "She didn't just leave," Mikal said, and now there was ice in his voice. "She pretended we never existed. Built this empire with her new husband, your father, Then my father married another woman when I was still very young who i loved very much and thought of as my mothe

“So the abnormality is that I have more than one enhancement?” He takes my cue and nods. “I have never known any female in our family’s history or any other Royal family’s history to have more than one enhanced ability. What I have found is that my Great Great Grandfather’s second son and his son experimented on the women in their family trying to take on their enhancements, eventually killing them. I think that might have been what Mike was doing with all of the females he took. He is a part of that lineage, but we don’t have records of names for that portion of the family. They were looking for your grandmother and mom, knowing they went into hiding.” “And you still put her in harm's w

He was a Mikelos, and as the son and heir of Andreas, he would take his place in the Mikelos family. He was Nikos Mikelos, son of an arms trafficker, a shrewd and clever mafioso. And the only one who carried that passion and blood was his sister Isabela. Fífi was not part of the family clan, nor would she ever be after hearing everything she said to Isabela. — I thought she deserved to own all of this, that dad had made a mistake. But after hearing her talk, with no filters, against her own sister... — I don’t want her close. Not now, nor ever.

“To kill or save, the future cannot be delayed but history also cannot be denied” “Mom, what later happened to Amelia?” Marcus asked halfheartedly as he had begun to fall asleep after listening to his bedtime story “Amelia gave birth to three children which developed into the three major families we have in the clan now, the Fault family which your father belongs to, the Fillion family which I came from and the Fara family which your best friend Jasmine belong to.” Genevieve explained with a smile as she tucked her son into bed

Chapter Two hundred and Fourteen Killian.. Fun facts you might not know yet… I am from the family of the richest and most known mafias in the whole world… A Family of Mafias to be precise Did we continue that legacy??? “No we didn't!” So if Harry and Micheal aren't Zadok's sons who then are we talking about?” “Oliver and Alex!” They are the two sons of Zadok. Oliver being the one he had adopted as his own with his sister

“The Order? Founding families? What does that even mean? I don’t know anything about this!” “That’s because they kept it from you,” Dylan said, his tone softening. “Your family—your real family—were part of the group that created this entire system. The power struggles, the alliances, the betrayals… it all started with them. And you, Mia, are the last surviving heir.” Mia felt like she couldn’t breathe. “This is insane. I would know if my family was part of something like that. My parents—they were normal. Ordinary.” Dylan’s gaze hardened. “Your parents weren’t who you think they were. They hid you, Mia. They gave you a normal life to protect you, but they couldn’t hide you forever. That’s w