henrik mikaelson

It's a fanfiction and more like an alternate reality in which Klaus has a twin named Ansel who is a hybrid too. I don't own any characters from the vampire diaries or the originals except Ansel is mine only.

TVD TO Mikealson Fanfic

In a thousand years a lot can happen. Vampires being created, werewolves changing on full moons, and witches involved in the inner workings of nature. Niklaus Mikaelson thought he'd seen it all. Traveling all these years to try and find a way to break his hybrid curse he's encountered more than enough of the supernatural to last 10 lifetimes. He's seen everything. Or at least that's what he believed. However, that thought is thrown out the window when he wakes up two days after he breaks his curse. In the woods, with his brother Elijah standing by, the two were about to head back to Alaric's apartment when they were engulfed in a bright, white light. As the light finally fades away the brothers take a look around only to find themselves in a theater-like room alongside Mystic Falls resident Scooby Gang. If that wasn't bad enough Klaus only has to glance around the room to realize that his family, The Originals, are also there, and they are awake. Before he can freak out too much about their current situation Klaus sees the one person who he knows he can count on: Åse Mikaelson, his wife. Read on as Niklaus and Åse Mikaelson watch their past, present, and future play out before their own eyes.

Alexander Milkaelson the only other hybrid to klaus, He is half brother to Elijah and full brother to Klaus.

Henry Mikaelson, the great evil who spreads fear all over the world. He’s the strongest Upgraded Tribrid ever. He strikes fear in the hearts of his enemies and will even dagger or stake his family to get what we he wants. “The Supernatural world is nothing but ants compared to the power of a God” Rebekah: “Brother stop this madness” “I can’t stop this madness!”

I'm f**ked

My physics fanatic grandpa made a new invention again! And of course, I will obediently be the first victim. Oh wait, what! I time traveled? Cool! Let's have some fun! Viewers this is my first time writing so please don't be too harsh to me! :) English is not my first language so feel free to tell me if I make a mistake somewhere. so Heng Heng Heng we go!

In a world where the Great Dao governs all and Sovereign-realm cultivators shake the heavens with a single breath — there exists a small, unremarkable sect on a quiet mountain. No grand tournaments. No legendary artifacts. No elder councils debating war strategies. Just a man. A table. A cup of tea. Thirty-seven sects have fallen to Zhao Wuhen alone. Ancient Demonic Gods have crossed fractured realms and broken Heavenly Laws to reach this mountain. They all stop at the gate. Not from the disciples who bleed to hold the line. Not from any formation or divine weapon hidden in the stone walls. But from something they feel the moment they arrive. Something old. Something that existed before the Myriad Heavens were written. Something that sits in a pavilion at the peak — and does not move. Even the Great Dao cannot reach where he sits. Even the heavens do not look directly. He has not told his disciples what he is yet. Even Ancient Gods stopped at his gate. He didn’t look up from his tea.”

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"