The Mikaelsons Family Novels & Stories

"What happened this morning ends there. Nico does not leave the elite track because you say so. And whatever you said at the office, I'm treating it as anger." "It wasn't anger." He laughed once. "You're not leaving, Serena." He said it like he already knew. Like four years of waiting had proven it. "You won't walk away," he said. "And you won't cut Nico off from this family." I sealed the last envelope and set it aside. "You can test that." He studied my face, then went upstairs. Claire came the next afternoon. I was in the living room setting up a small birthday dinner for Nico. He had barely spoken since the fire, and I did not want a crowd. Just cake, a few children, and one quiet evenin

In the end, she stayed silent. The officer stared at my father. His gaze grew sharp and cold. Dad started stumbling over his words in panic. “I’m telling the truth, officer. Ask anyone in our neighborhood. My son was famous for being a nightmare kid. He was completely out of control.” “Really?” The officer’s voice was stern. “During our investigation, we discovered that every time your son caused trouble, your family benefited from it. “During the day, he’d block the elevator doors with a stool so the elevator could not go down. The entire building was furious, but your family conveniently had an elevator waiting the moment you walked out.

My half-brother, Jim Sullivan, pushed me down a snowy mountain, leaving me with a fractured spine. My mom, Doris Moore, and my wife, Julia Stone, rushed me to the hospital in a panic. Later, they learned that I might be permanently paralyzed. To put my mind at ease, Julia held up a ring and swore that she would take care of me for the rest of my life. Mom also cut ties with Jim, saying she would make him pay for what he had done. They told me Jim fell off a cliff while trying to escape, and they never found his body. I believed them. That was until three years into my marriage, a friend sent me a video. In the footage, Jim, who was supposed to be dead, was holding a child in his left

I tried to reconcile everything I knew about Mika with this situation: a much - younger sibling born into the Alpha rank but not expected by anyone to face the burden of inheritance; the child of a happy second marriage after her mother’s miserable first one; born later in her parents’ lives when her older brother was already a teenager; universally beloved by her family; smart, stubborn, and wilful… Indulged, I realised with the mental forehead - smack that an extremely obvious realisation deserved. Whether Azrael’s family realised it or not – and considering just how much time that pack and business responsibilities took from Azrael and Sophia made me inclined to believe that they didn’t r

It gave me breathing room. Michael was pissed when the deal went sideways, when I didn't pay up my end. So he planned an escape to come after me and my loved ones. Raul heard about it. A fight ensued. It was either him or Michael. Michael didn’t make it, and Raul got life. I haven’t told Rosie what happened to her biological father. Not yet. But one day, I will. When she’s old enough to understand monsters don’t always wear masks. Sometimes, they call you family.

He asked. “I think you’ll know it soon enough when it is delivered to you. Also, the Marquis family is filing a case against your family...” “Our family.” He corrected him. “Yes, our family.” Miguel sighed. “I will deal with the media. I gathered the team for that.” “Thank you, Miguel. We just need to make sure that Ian won’t be able to sleep.” “I don’t think that he ever sleeps now after what happened,” Miguel added. “By the way, I want to inform you that May or Mayzie is my sister. My long lost sister.”

I turned to the royal Beta to ask him this question. “We can handle this” Mike tried to calmly say. “Fuck you! You didn’t just lose your whole family in one night. Don’t assume, to tell me what to do!..” I raised my voice, almost screaming at him. Mike's hazel eyes began to darken, the pupils widening and the white cross gleamed within them. “Fuck you, Kellen! They were our family too! Mine, your uncles, aunts. Lamia’s! You think this only affects you!”

As soon as they were gone, I turned to Max and exclaimed, "Why did you never tell me that Mikaela Dalton was your sister?!!" "Uhh, you never asked," Max merely shrugged, not seeming particular surprised by my reaction. "Well how was I supposed to know when you guys don't even have the same surname? Why is that anyway?" I wondered. "It's really not that complicated. Mikaela went to the auditions for ‘Back From Juvie’ behind our parents' back so she used a fake name and has been using it ever since. She would have gone back to using Crest but she didn't want to be treated differently because of our family background so she continued being Mikaela Dalton. End of story," Max concluded. I could o

Miska winked, teasing her sister. Hearing her brother's wish, Michael pinched her cheek. Born into the Syailendra family, which people say is already rich with seven generations, Michael lives in wealth. Moreover, he is the first of three children and the only son, therefore almost all of his family's companies are currently holding him because his father had a stroke. His two younger siblings did not want to continue the family business and chose to realize their dreams, Miska, who is a professional model, will now become one of the iconic fashion models to be held in Paris. While, his younger sister Melody Andrea Syailendra became a surgeon. "So you came to your brother's party tonight, ri

##Flashback to two weeks earlier## After leaving Ryan and Lora's wedding, Miles, Celeste, Isabella and Jason returned to the Kingsley mansion. From there, they sat down and Miles took time to learn more about his son. "I'm really sorry you had to grow up on your own. I don't know why your mother acted on her own," Miles said, glancing at Celeste before turning to look at Jason. "I would never abandon my children." He was heartbroken to find out about his other son who was left to grow up away from family. His chest felt heavy and he couldn't shake away the guilt that was creeping into him.