Mikaelson Novels & Stories

"You look stronger. The sickness has started?" I looked at him in shock, my hand unknowingly reaching over to cover my belly. “You knew? You knew that this would happen?” A thin smile spread on his face. It wasn't evil, just full of a wild certainty. "It was always a possibility. A very welcome one." “Who are you?” I managed to say, voicing out the words from my mouth loud, my voice shaking with anger and fear. “My name is Kael. I am the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack,” he said.

I am sitting in disbelief waiting for him to tell us who it is. As he finally looks back at me, I see the first real display of emotion I have seen since meeting this man. Clearing his throat, he says, “I believe it’s Caleb Sweeting. He is a man who was banished for trying to tarnish the reputation of a higher-ranking member of the Pack.” Alpha Jackson’s POV

Now I really feel that I’m in the Mikaelson house. “Are you the personal nurse? I told you to get lost” he said with an emphasis in his voice, annoyed by whoever was near to him. He makes me tense even though I know it's impossible for him to see me. “No, I’m not your nurse,” I said as I tried to test if he really knows my existence “Then who are you? I told my helper not to disturb me” he said and I can know on his way of speaking that he’s really a snob

"I need you to distract Darius tonight so I can ask him." I watch through the crack in the toilet door as Selena Wilkins fluffs her horrible hair and makes her stupid lips look gross and sticky with her lip gloss. What sort of thirteen year old needs lip gloss? And high heels, they're totally impractical for anything, we live on the Moors for Goddess' sake! Not that I'm being petty or anything because for the last few minutes she's been talking about how hot Coal is and how she is going to make him her boyfriend.

“Elijah Fang, do you reject the mate bond to Helena Heart, your goddess given mate?” Eli took a deep breath. “I, Elijah Fang, Gamma to Blood Moon do hereby reject my mate Helena Heart.” 'Shit. Alpha. Helena started to scream just now. It’s like bloody murder.' 'Derek, just make sure she doesn’t do anything stupid. We are in the middle of the ritual.'

How can a monster be this handsome, come on moon goddess, why do you create them so handsome, How do you expect us to stay away and be safe if they are this handsome? Honestly, if he were just some regular dude I met at a club, I would’ve dragged him into the nearest room and fuck his brains out. But no. He just had to be Kai freaking Mikaelson. A hybrid. Half-vampire. Half-werewolf. And all kinds of terrifying. The man is basically a walking death wish with abs. And yet, somehow, my brain had the audacity to wonder: What would sex with a Mikaelson feel like?

– Sonny yells in his head. - I don't care about your excuses. Pay real attention to what I'm about to tell you. I, Angel Carson Brown, of the Lycan Moon Pach, reject you, Klaus Nelson Young, of the Lucan Moon Pack, as my mate. As soon as he finishes speaking, pain crushes Angel's chest, but he shifts and runs back to the packhouse without looking back.

Other than Mason, it wasn’t terrible. Mason just needed to be tolerated. Bella was the least fake senior girl—she had moments of being human. Macey was quiet so it would be easy to ignore. She looked like Violet-from-The-Incredibles. Quiet, hair covering one eye, purple headphones, and beautiful purple eyes I’d never seen on a person before. She stayed locked into her notebook like eye contact might hurt her. I sat down and started doodling until a familiar voice cut through. “Yo! Juan!”

She knew he was aware of how much she was fighting for their love and relationship with her family. “Crazy, so this is what they called love?” Mikael said. All of them looked at Mikael. “Who is he?” Cyrex asks while frowning. “He is a police officer slash private investigator. He is my old friend. l invited him because I needed him to find someone for me,” Tyeron explained. “Mikael Louise Wingston at your service,” Mikael introduced himself. Everyone nodded their heads except Maximo who was not yet pleased to meet Mikael.

“Apologies for the delay, sir. Your meal has arrived.” Mia looked up sharply, her gaze landing on the man who had entered. She recognized him immediately. Mose. Always present, always watching, always close enough to Stefan that people whispered about his true role. Some said he was the assistant who knew too much, others insisted he was the bodyguard no one dared challenge. The truth? Mia didn’t know, and judging by the unwavering calm in his demeanor, she doubted anyone ever would.