The Mikaelsons Family Novels & Stories

Michael let out a chuckle and said, "She is the eldest daughter of the Saunders family. Why should she care about the feelings of others? If you're from a powerful family like her, you can also do whatever you want in the Davis family. You don't have to seek my father's and grandfather's permission before you do anything. Don't you agree?" Meadow's face flushed a deep red. Wayne cleared his throat awkwardly and said, "Don't spout nonsense!" "Okay, I'll stop talking nonsense. I'll go upstairs and have a rest now!" Michael got up and went upstairs. When he reached the second floor, Azalea came out of the room and cried in a girly manner, "Michael! You're back!" Michael nodded calmly. "Yes, her

It turned out they had taken out huge loans to take Jesse abroad to study dance, leaving the enormous debt to me. I was squeezed dry just to support Jesse's future. I was nothing more than a cash cow to them—a wallet used to fund their family's happy life. I had a front-row seat to their deception in this life, so I was curious to see how they would manage to feign death and get away with it right in front of me. I stood invisible amidst the throng of relatives and friends as they offered their hollow consolations to Grandma Madeline and Aunt Jacklyn. It wasn't until Aunt Jacklyn shoved me so hard that I fell to my knees that others turned their attention to me.

He was trying really hard to explain himself "Well thanks. That's actually my first time. Tell anyone and I'll maim you. "That can't be right. You're June Mikealson. Don't tell me you've never been in a relationship before." He looked so shocked. Was it really that bad to be a Virgin at 17 "Fine, then I won't tell you. And what do you mean I'm June Mikealson. Don't exaggerate the name. It's not a big deal. "Why? Is your family not as perfect as it seems?" "Well you shared yours, I guess it shouldn't hurt to share mine.

Matthews suggested, offering them seats. “We don't need to talk about anything, it's simple, Michael is not ‘Jordan' or whoever they think he is!” Christine ranted, her voice full of anger and frustration. “Christine! Can you behave, we all knew Michael would someday find his real family and…” her father tried to reason with her, but she wouldn't have it. “No, dad, we are his family! Where were they when he was dying in the forest alone and barely breathing?” Christine continued around the room in fury as she pointed at each and every one in the room.

Mason said calmly, which made it painfully obvious who the culprit was. "Bastard!" Summer had no idea she'd actually had an older brother or sister. At that moment, her fury was only matched by her sorrow. No wonder Kristen was so anxious. The Hunt family had already killed one of her children before. "My family really isn't normal," Mason said. In truth, it wasn't just his family. He knew he wasn't entirely normal, either. "I'll arrange for someone to protect you discreetly these days. If you go anywhere, let me know. I'll pick you up and drop you off myself," Mason said.

Rissa's pov: Mykel removed my hand from his shirt and it covered up the tattoo. I knew it! He's a bad person. He's just pretending for now but very soon, he'd start carrying out his evil plans against our family. If he was so righteous like mom claimed, why would there be a tattoo on his skin? "You're pathetic, make sure you don't come close to me ever again!" I rasped and he glanced at me. He didn't utter a word and took his eyes back on the road.

Instead of listening to nonsensical conversations between his parents and their new daughter, it was better for him to ride with Lionel—one of his bodyguards. *** Mikael had thought that riding in the backyard of the William family’s mansion would keep him out of the drama with Claire and her parents, but he was wrong. Because now he can’t ride quietly after his parents left Claire to him because they have to go to Arizona to visit Michael. From the telephone conversation that Mikael had heard, they said there was a problem in Michael’s treatment process. Actually, Mikael doesn’t really care about what happened to his twin brother. After all, they are not like twins who always play and go to

Melania took on Nova, Roman, and Micah while Mason set his sights on Xenia. With a powerful swipe Melania threw Roman towards Nova, both crashing out of the way as she clashed with Micah. “I never thought in a million years you would want to hurt me like this,” Melania grimaced. “I am your mate, Micah. Me. Not that fragile little human!” Micah’s grip tightened on her wrists, and for a moment, their faces were inches apart as he held her gaze. “You lost me the moment you took away the only family I had left,” he snapped. “You used my grief like a leash. You made yourself a monster.”

The whole thing made no sense. And Mikael was supposedly a werewolf as well. Who knew her father. Her father was a werewolf hunter who killed Mikael's family and he used her for revenge. "Celia," Kane began, then sighed. "Celia is one of us, and what's worse is that she's also a part of Mikael's pack. A pack is an association of three or more werewolves who congregate for some specific reason. Most werewolves are confined to their families, like Ma and I, but others form larger groups. Their families could all be involved. It could be to dominate an area or as in their case, for revenge. Celia's family was also killed by your father. She only survived because she had been away at the time. E

I lied, making Mikel's eyes turn red, which made me shiver, thinking I might have asked something wrong. "Molly did," Mikel said, and I immediately replied, "No." I didn't want Mikel to hurt Molly or order her punishment, as Molly was indeed a nice dragon lady. Mikel raised my chin to face him and said, "They're not my family." "Why?" I asked, my jaw dropping. Mikel caressed my jaw and smiled at me as his red eyes gradually turned blue. "They betrayed me and wanted me dead, but I cannot kill them as they were previously my family," Mikel said, looking hurt even as his eyes remained blue.