Originals Elijah Mikaelson Novels & Stories

Before walking away he turned and said to Elijah "Sorry, we'll have to continue our conversation later." "Investigation?" Elijah asked, looking around at the massive library he was in. Lucifer started walking back to the entrance and motioned for Elijah to follow. They stopped in front of a large counter where a woman with black horns on the side of her head and red skin looked up at them. "I need the humans' guide, Mili." Mili, also known as Miliketh, was six feet tall. She was wearing a brown cloak with white hair that went down to her neck. She had red irises and started tapping her left claws index against the wood of the counter.

Elijah sat on a bench by the doors as he waited for Pierre to return. “Mr. Larson, I’ve gotten you all the information regarding that bodyguard!” The familiar sound of a middle-aged man’s voice rang out. “I could not find any man named Shawn Levin in A City…” Elijah narrowed his eyes. That voice… He instinctively turned his head towards the source of the voice. As he peered through the thick foliage of the trees, he could see a familiar figure bow down before a younger man standing in the corner. Daniel Moses. Who would have thought that he would meet his long-lost second uncle here?

Tharion stepped forward, staring at it with clenched jaw. “This isn’t over,” he said in a grave voice, gazing toward the horizon. “This… is only just beginning.” And I knew it. I felt it in the flame. I felt it in my bones. In the creature’s final flickers of life, just before it faded away completely, an image formed. A face in the shadows. Feminine. Pale. Unmistakable. Eloise. Mikail’s mother. She had returned.

The version that laughs fully and lets rooms see it. "You should have kept it," Elijah said, his voice rougher than he intended. "For yourself." Alexander shook his head. "I have the original. The digital file. I can look at it whenever I want." He paused. "You needed the physical one." Elijah looked at him. The morning light was getting stronger now, coming through the windows in long pale rectangles, falling across the floor and the tree and Alexander's face. His face — the one that had been in the photograph, the one before the architecture, the one that had been hidden for three years and was now, slowly, appearing more often.

"Focus on your time within the Order. Let Athena guide you." Athena placed her hands on Elijah's shoulders, channeling her healing energy. Elijah's eyes glazed over as memories flooded his mind. Athena saw flashes of Elijah's past: recruitment, training, and missions. A pivotal memory emerged – Elijah's encounter with Raphael. Raphael's face, hidden behind a hood, revealed a shocking truth: he was once a member of Dominion Pack, Beta Brody. Athena's grip on Elijah's shoulders tightened. "What happened to Raphael?"

My eyes turned into a deep shade of golden, I could see their glow in Killian’s pupils. “Is that so?” He asked, tightening his grip around my wrist, threatening to break it, making me fight back a laugh. The man didn’t know what I would do to protect what my parents entrusted me with, and him breaking my wrist would be the last thing I could worry about right now. I caught sight of Ezra who was watching me with eyes, processing what he was seeing. His parents didn't know who I really was. I had used my pack’s last name as my own, Elica, to hide myself from the Lycan, and though I was curious about the fact of how he found out who I was, I didn’t have time for that right now, watching me with

His body began to morph, fast, tearing through the clothes which were unaccustomed to such changes. “Young master!” Moses hissed. A loud, powerful, unearthly howl split the dark night a moment later, sending jitters to all who heard it several kilometers around.

I smiled at the few people who bowed my way and Elijah excused himself from the man he was speaking to. He gave me a loving kiss on the cheek and Micah started to bounce around my hips. With a huff, I passed him to his father and he soon started to smile. "Dada, dada" He murmured with his little hands on Elijah's cheeks. "I missed you too prince Micah" Elijah said against his forehead and I smiled at their relationship. Micah was like a replica of his father. Same steel gray eyes, brown locks and bushy eyebrows. They only thing he got from me, his mom, was the nose.

“Besides, I need to find my mate.” “Find her?” Peggy asked. Mikael nodded. “Yeah, she’s not at the pack, I’d have felt her already. So she’s out there, somewhere.” “And you’re here because?” she asked Eli. “I’m a cleric, and I’ve taken a vow of celibacy. So the whole mate thing isn’t happening for me, and again, these two idiots need to not die,” they explained. Peggy nods. “Sounds like figuring out why this star is moving is pretty important,” Mikael said.

"Carl, do you really think that at this point, trying to scare me is of any use? If you could kill me, would you have wasted so many words on me?" "If you do not dare to make a move, then shut up!" As his words fell, Mystic Vale no longer heeded Carl's warning. The malevolent energy around him erupted violently, and with a flash of movement, he appeared directly in front of Elijah! So close! Elijah's sleeping face was right before him. That vast, boundless primordial source born from the dawn of chaos surged through Mystic Vale's nostrils and into his limbs and bones, causing his entire body to tremble with excitement.