Novel & Cerita Mikaelson House New Orleans

Michael turned the steering wheel and the car responded, turning into a street. He glanced up and saw the old apartment complex where Iryna stayed and he smiled. He didn't have any assurance that he would see her there, but it wouldn't hurt to check if she was still there. The neighborhood where she stayed was one of the older sections of New Orleans, where living costs were greatly reduced. It had a higher-than-normal crime rate and Michael shivered as he studied the streets. After all, he was a famous model, the last thing he needed was to get mobbed.

Now he is to act with the one person he dislikes. Joe's thoughts suddenly flashed to Brian at home. “Gosh!” He exclaimed after recalling he left the crazy man in his room. They had initially intended to go to the mongol. If such a name even exists. “We are here” Michael alerted. It was a big mansion from the glimpse of it. But not as large as theirs. The environments was decorated with lovely lavenders of color yellow and red. Joe followed Michael into the house. Michael pressed the doorbell to alert those inside that they were around.

Instead, it was Tony. Normally calm under pressure, this was the fourth time in a month I’d seen him less than calm. “Tony?” What had happened? I’d given him and Maddison permission to complete the Mated Ritual, knowing it might make them a target… had it gone wrong? Tony walked over to me, “The New Orleans safe house has been activated.” “Orleans?” The Safe-House in New Orleans was one which rarely got used. It was owned by Othello, a safe house for everyone, the only one in our Lord’s jurisdiction; but only used for emergencies. It was a safe haven for every vampire, no matter what the class.

Mikael’s voice snapped her out of her thoughts, he pointed out to a house they had just pulled into. "Humble? Fuck you, your house is a humble shack, my house is fabulous. Well, come on in Rose. Nathan should be home by now." Selena opened the door and went straight into the house. And true to Selena's words, her house was fabulous, a two-story light blue house with a stone walkway and a black car parked outside, She think it was quite indeed fabulous. Liam was laughing when Elaine and Katy pulled up, Mikael was grumbling to himself, storming into the house after his sister to have the last word it appeared.

Each of Jason's - and now Ash's - kin began setting up new ventures of their own, and the tunnel network became exceptionally useful, leading outwards like spokes towards isolated buildings not far from several local towns, and one directly to the basement of a building in the heart of Westport itself. Mikael used that one especially frequently, setting up a city office and apartment for himself and his ventures. One late evening, he returned, stepping into their main room, looking pale and shocked. Lukas and Cameron stood, exchanging a glance and looking concerned as he let himself fall heavily into one of the armchairs, staring straight ahead of himself. "Mik?" Lukas asked hesitantly, and

“You'll freshen up too, and we'll head out to the new house.” I only nodded and saw him walk away. To be honest, I really didn't see the necessity to get another house. His family house, the Voss Mansion, was like a fortress on its one and well guarded. Why couldn't we just stay here instead? I was on the phone with Mom, who was worried out of her skin and pretty much hurt too that I hadn't checked in for a while, when Myles slipped out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. I'd already seen him shirtless once or twice, but I still froze in place when I saw him.

NOVA'S POV Sleep became impossible that night. Myles had taken me to what he called "a secure location"... a penthouse apartment in a building so exclusive that it didn't have a visible entrance from street level. The space was all minimalist luxury and floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a view of the city that felt both intimate and impossibly distant. Everything in it suggested that it existed in a realm separate from ordinary reality, a sanctuary designed for people who operated beyond the constraints that governed normal lives.

We step out of the portal and stand in front of a large cliff face with windows and a door built into the rock. “Where are we?” Alaric’s son Maël asks, staring up at the natural structure in awe. “Welcome to Pueblo Nuevo. This is a safe house owned by my family,” I answer as I walk over to the door, open the keypad and type in my code and then hold my hand to the pad for handprint ID. Once both are cleared, the door unlocks, and I push it open. I turn back to see Alaric and his family still standing a few feet away just staring at the structure.

Elara If the facade of the Mikaelson mansion looked spectacular, the interior of the house was like being inside a fairy tale. The house was a complete spectacle of luxuries and eccentricities. Everything combined perfectly in such a way that I was afraid of breaking something. However, I walked calmly, ignoring Theo and Lauren's grimaces of disgust, and sat down next to them in the dining room of that mansion. The Omegas lined each wall at the side of the table and stared straight ahead like mannequins. None of them moved unless Lauren ordered them to.

“Some of the guys stay here from time to time, mostly if they’re single. Killian doesn’t like dating drama being brought back to the house, so no girls allowed back here.” “This is insane,” I whispered as we passed a door that was slightly ajar. I peeked inside to see a large bed and dresser but couldn’t slow if I was going to keep up with Mikey’s long strides. “How big is this house?” He blew out his breath, shaking his head. “Beats me. Forty, maybe fifty thousand square feet.” “Good lord.” I found it hard to wrap my head around that number. I’d been here for weeks and could still easily get lost within the halls upstairs, let alone down here.