The Mikaelsons Family Novels & Stories

Pascha's voice and his grin were full of thick drops of sarcasm. "Thank you." "Belva," Mikaela finally spoke. I turned to her but kept my gaze level. She swallowed, clearly uncomfortable under my gaze. "I... I didn't know you'd be here," she said softly. "I live here, Mikaela," I replied, my tone dripping with barely concealed sarcasm. "The Roles and Moguel families have been close for decades—something even you should know. Or your so-called perfect life has left you too... preoccupied to notice the finer details?"

Makayla smiled as she introduced herself. “Right. Um, everyone, this is my family or my immediate family. My parents Apollo and Dionysia. My twin sister Reese and her husband, Don. And their babies Nik and Leo.” I quickly introduced my family. “Everyone, this is Xenia’s family. Her parents Jair and Luisa. And her siblings, Ace, Ofelia, and Amaya.” Hands were shaken, and general pleasantries were exchanged. “Okay, so everyone has met. Can we get back to your reveal Makayla?” Xenia asked. “How would Trevor know about my past with Alden?”

The two family’s had always been close. Bailey Everleigh never thought too much about it until the summer that everything changed. She had been raised with her own family, and theirs was always nearby as well. They did almost everything together. She had always thought it was because both were large families. They understood the way things were done in them that people who didn’t have eight-plus kids could never.

I FELT a strange twist in my heart as I watched how darkness clouded Alexander’s eyes. The moon goddess knows how much I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t want to disrespect the alpha during his birthday and in front of his pack members but I couldn’t just stay still. I don’t want to do anything that I would have to apologize to my future self about. “Mikael has a wife and two daughters waiting for him back in the city. He’s only acting out based on the command that was given to him.”

He was like the temporary ruler of the kingdom after my grandfather's death, the large room and even the large courtyard was divided into two, half of it for us and my father's men and the other half for the Mason family and their men. I was angry my face didn't show any expressions, Sam looked at me from time to time He's been texting me since yesterday and calling me more than twenty times, and if I answered him I would kill him... I was just looking in front of me... until I had no nerve "Mr. Mason, Mr. Michaelson, I appreciate you coming today, but we're here to discuss something very important. You killed Miras Michaelson last night," Kaelen said calmly. "Oh my God, what happened?" aske

Lucy giggled happily. Mikayla leaned down and kissed Cael briefly before taking a seat beside him. Abe came running and threw himself into Cael's laps. "Careful, tiger," Cael warned when he almost knocked his tooth out with his head. Mikayla sat quietly, looking round the table and listening to the conversations flowing between them and her heart swelled. She'd never had a family she could be proud of but now she was surrounded by these people who'd become the best family she could ever ask for.

he said, jabbing a finger at Selena and me, "have painted this fairy tale where we're all just one big happy Family. But it's not real! We're mafia, Isabella. We live in a world where peace is a luxury we can't afford." Selena stepped forward, her voice firm despite her trembling. "Michael, we know the risks. But we also know that we can't live in fear. This baby is a symbol of the future we're fighting for. A future where our Family isn't just about power and control, but about unity and protection."

I stated. “Your approach to your children is refreshing,” Denise acknowledged. “Most of the rich people that the Michaels family loans the island to don’t see their children the entire time. They would never accept a call in the middle of the night unless their child were injured. The fact that both you and Dr. Michaels came is astonishing.” I smiled at Denise. “We are their parents,” I indicated. “I would do anything for them.” “I can tell,” Denise said, smiling. “You have a wonderful rest of your night, Mrs. Michaels.”

Micheal’s friendly tenor voice filled the room and I sighed inwardly before plastering a smile on my face and standing up. My lover and submissive, Micheal Wales stared back at me, his pretty face holding a big smile and his hands clutching a bouquet of equally pretty roses. Micheal was a golden retriever; at least, that was how I thought of him. At twenty-five, he was a year older than I was but definitely not in experience. He was sheltered, sweet and kind and the son of a billionaire. He worked in a branch of his father’s company as the head of operations.

During that time, I fought him every day from deep within my own consciousness. Today, I had finally regained control of my body. But my family's reaction made them feel like strangers. I continued eating. Just then, my younger sister, Charlotte Kramer, burst through the front door, cheering excitedly. "When are we going to the karaoke bar?" Before she could finish, my father, Arthur Kramer, interrupted her. "Maverick is back." Charlotte looked completely confused. It wasn't until I showed an expression that only I used to make that she suddenly realized what had happened.