Mikaelson Novels & Stories

shout all of the people in the room. Lucas goes to me and said to my ear, "Alpha, one of my undercover spies just contacted me on the situation. Mikael is going to attend the celebration, This club will be the hardest to infiltrate. But lucky for us that Traxentino is out on a long mission." I speak in a serious yet cocky tone replying to Lucas's remark "Since when do we quiver under pressure? Challenge is our friend but once again, don't underestimate their base, They are not our rival for nothing."

Mikaelson looked at her and spoke in a somewhat brusque and graceless tone, sniffling through his nose. "What do you want?" Katherina replied, "I want to know why you're crying." "That's none of your business," he coughed, interrupting himself and standing up from where he was sitting. He continued speaking, "My dog Tessa is very sick." His voice broke in such a way that Belinda couldn't help but feel sorry for him and her heart broke seeing him like that. "She'll die, that's what they say. I think, maybe... I think she'll just... leave me alone." He mumbled, lowering his gaze and covering his face with sobs. "She'll leave me alone," he said, looking directly

Micah braced the table to balance himself as Laurie rushed to his side. "Alpha?" Micah held up his hand to signal he was fine, but soon, another surge hit him harder than before. Micah closed his eyes and felt a burning sensation on his neck. There was a faint symbol of a mark he received from Melania, and now it was reacting to something. Or someone. Mason. "I can feel it," Micah said in a whisper. "Feel what," Laurie asked as Mason touched the side of his neck. "Nova," Roman said again.

' Mikayla looked panicked, repeating, "Dad, what do we do? What do we do? Even Kelvin is on his knees, begging. Could it be that even the Nieves family can't touch Andrew? Then his next move would be wiping out our family with a wave of his hand?" The barrage of questions made Lorenzo's face turn even paler. He shouted, "Mr. Vazquez! At this point, there's no other option but to find Mr. Vazquez!" He rushed out the door, nearly tripping and falling. Only by seeing Guillermo would he feel safe. … Meanwhile, Mikayla immediately ran to the Sovereign's Apothecary. She was a disciple of Theon, Sovereign's Apothecary's chief alchemist master.

“You just have to accept the truth.” “And what’s that?” “That you’re not Melissa.” His tone softened, almost pitying. “The real Melissa died during the fall.” Something inside me cracked. “That's not true!” “You want proof?” he asked. “No!” He ignored me. “System call. Show subject logs: Melissa variant.” A soft beep echoed from somewhere behind him—like the walls themselves responded. A voice answered: “Melissa Variant 3.4. Status: Active. Cognitive drift: 12%. Identity stabilization: failing.”

ALVA The sound of the car engine roused me from my half-sleep as Nikolas pulled up in front of me. That was what I got for insisting I made breakfast for all three of us despite staying up super late the night before and playing a game of 'we aren't really strangers' with Nikolas. For me, it was some sort of escapism. When Nikolas got through to me, it always felt like I was betraying Charis' memory. At the same time, it felt wrong to continue to judge Klaus by actions he committed in the past when it was crystal clear he wasn't that sort of person anymore. I patted an equally sleepy Samuel and carried him in my arms. He had an appointment today, and while I wanted to follow him, I had schoo

Wondering, he hugs her back, then slightly push her away and walks towards Emily. “How is she, Millie?” he asked coldly. “She’s critical, alpha….” Millie answered. Drake pulled out the antidote in his pocket and handed it to Millie. “Is this the antidote for the poison? We met some rouges upon rushing to the royal house.” Millie checked the antidote, but her forehead knitted and rushed towards the alpha. “Alpha! Alpha!” she called. “The antidote is not real! It was a fake antidote!” she informed.

At that, a call from an unknown number enters my mobile. -Tell me? -Lailah?- says a familiar voice on the other line. In the background, I can hear glass breaking.- I'm Scott. I need you to come to my apartment now. He seems alarmed. -What? Why? Scott? -It's Azael. -He says worriedly. An object falling to the ground and an incoherent babbling can be heard behind his voice.- He has arrived drunk and has started breaking things and it is not that I have enough money to renew furniture, also he has already damaged my car and that already are many expenses.

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

I responded with practiced ease, empty affection, my cold lips pressed against his with precision. When he drew back, satisfaction glowed in his eyes. “Soon, we’ll destroy them. Together.” I nodded, my fingers tracing idle patterns against his chest. “Kael first. He is not going to get away with anything that he's done. I want to look him in the eye as he takes his last breath.” He smiled darkly, nodding in agreement. “He'll pay for what he's done to you, my love.” I turned away, staring back out over the devastation. He had no idea what he'd truly resurrected, the monster he had created.