Mikaelson Novels & Stories

There is something dark and ominous about them. "Hello, daughter. " Alec's voice made my jaw clench tight. "I hope you don't mind, but I've brought some friends to help celebrate the full moon tonight." He first motions to the unfamiliar man, "Elias is a guard I met while falsely imprisoned for delivering you your punishments. He is a hybrid, werewolf, and warlock. His powers may have been bound by the Grand Coven, but luckily his mother, Cordelia, was happy to help my cause."

Ezra, who was sitting beside me, got up from his chair and extended a hand to the Lycan, shaking it. “I believe that you of all people should be aware of my support for Mikhail.” Ezra answered, raising an eyebrow at Killian. “The main question is why are YOU here? I believe that you are a rival?” “Yes, I was a rival to Mikhail’s father, but that does not mean that I have to be toward his son. You know, a family rival can end somewhere, and I choose for it to end with his father.” Killian said, looking at Mikhail who frowned at the sight of the Lycan. Ezra put his hand on his chest, pushing him back.

the person on the other side finished before ending the call "Machelin Kales you can't just come and destroy what took me years to build, Kelvin can only be mine anyone who gets in my way gets eliminated no matter who" the person muttered with a smirk before leaving

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

Alonzo’s limousine sped away into the night. “Are you okay?” Markos asked, his tone softer now. I nodded, though my hands were still shaking. The thought that something could have happened was appalling. “Thank you. I don’t know what he was planning, but it didn’t feel right.” Markos’s expression hardened. “Alonzo is a sex trafficker, Hazel. You need to be careful.” I furrowed my eyebrows at him. “How do you know?” He didn’t answer me. Instead, he opened the passenger door for me and gestured for me to enter. The tension between us was palpable, the silence was heavy, filled with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.

he finished, folding his arms and leaning back in his chair. He then fell into deep thoughts, rubbing his palm against his freshly shaved chin. “There is another person who can help us, the other half of Anya, Mikael Svensson, a Sweeden dragon shifter, the head of a wide international arms trafficking network. And before you ask me, yes, we get along with each other perfectly!” Alexei added, probably seeing the amazement on my face. I was going to ask, but I’d better limit myself to why I was here. What was happening in Alexei’s yard and in his life was strictly his problem.

The same dark car that had been parked outside the east entrance all morning. The stairwell door at the end of the hall swung open. Micaiah came through it, eyes finding me immediately, and walked straight toward me. I held my phone out. "Tell me who the second person is," I said. He looked at the screen and something shifted in his face. "Where did you get this," he said. "Does it matter? Who is he?" He looked up at me. "That's Marcus Veil," he said. "Daemon's head of intelligence."

Leaning against the table, arms crossed, stood Fiero Avancii. Silent. Sharp. Carved from discipline and shadow. He didn’t speak. He didn’t blink. He simply watched. Mikael groaned, head lolling weakly. Luca didn’t move. “That him?” Luca’s voice was velvet lined with razor wire. Xavier gave a short, satisfied hum. “That’s Mikael. Broke out of a black-site six years ago. Got a new face. Took Edward’s identity. Slithered his way into the academy.” He swirled the whisky lazily. “Even had me fooled for a while.”

It was very visible that that wasn't a topic he was willing to have, not now or ever, but Elle, being a little on the dumb side, didn't read the signs. “Oh I know. Her father is the lead rogue that caused the massacre so many years ago, right?” Just then, Damien sensed Ariel's presence in the room, and immediately their eyes clashed. Ariel wished with all fibre in her body that she could turn back the hands of time, to stop herself from entering the room. She sensed the anger in him, and knew for sure that she was in for a very rough night.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.