Novel & Cerita Author Michael Vey

Next to him, Spencer said with a grunt, “Michael, it seems that you were tricked by the Fairy Doctor yesterday. I can see that the Fairy Doctor has not lost her virginity and that it is still intact.” Feeling happy and angry, Michael froze for a while. “Damn, so it was just a shield!” After a pause, he said, “Okay, then there is no need to catch him. Just let him die!” Spencer smiled. “Good, I've already had people put out the news. I believe he will soon enter the line of sight of Flying Eagle.”

' Michael: "I don't want to remember him now.. leave it.. will you protect my daughter and take care of her?? " hayden: " yes sir.. you have kept trust on me so much.. I will protect her.. " Michael: " will you marry her..??" -------

A voice said from the door. Shivers ran down my spine...the voice..only one person has that voice. I would recognize the voice even in the midst of noise. Mich..ael.. that's Michael's voice. I froze on the spot as i await the person to come into view. It might just be another person with a similar voice. Michael wouldn't come to Mexico. My heart leaped as i saw his face. It's Mic..h..ael. Looking more cute than ever. 💎Elva's POV💎

His dominant tone came, locking his beautifully light green eyes with mine with his dead and dominant ones. The leader of the Ten Cadavers, Michael Effron. “A newbie.” Lesley tried to reply coldly. His eyes scanned me from top to bottom, bringing a blush on my cheek, making my heart thump as he took a step closer. Offering me his hand. “My, my, what an exquisite sight. I am Lesley’s friend, Michael. Pleased to meet you.” He spoke sweetly with a smile which melted me. I mean, I was being greeted by a handsome boy, I couldn’t resist.

Michael looked at her, at the sudden 180-degree change in attitude, and slowly pulled his arm away. "Are you talking about yourself?" Sadie's eyes widened. She forced herself to stay calm. She couldn't lose control now. Michael was the author of 'Rise of the Abandoned Prince'-he was a golden goose now. "Michael, just listen to me-" "I don't want to hear it," Michael said flatly. "I'm still alive today only because I've been lucky enough not to be beaten to death by you. If you keep pushing it, I'll make sure the female second lead gets replaced."

“How exactly do we choose the right one?” Michael smirked confidently.“At least now,” he said while lifting his glass, “we finally know where to start looking. I’ll begin making inquiries tomorrow,” Michael assured him. Vindell nodded, then the two men clinked their glasses lightly before sinking back into casual conversation. Ava’s POV

“Are you sure? You're talking like you can read his mind. He's probably using you as a means to filter into the Virelli syndicate for all you know.” “That's a fucking lie.” Elian snapped, denying his brother's words. “You don't know anything.” “But I know everything about you,” Michael said, voice dropping to that familiar tone Elian knew too well. “I made you. Every scar on your body, every nightmare you still have. That’s me. And you’ll always be my little brother.” Elian’s finger twitched on the trigger. “Shut up.” Michael laughed softly. “Or what? You’ll shoot me? Go ahead. Prove you’re not the same scared little boy you've always been.”

“Yeah. Yeah. I know. Or I’ll be punished.” “Exactly.” He pulled away, giving me a heated onceover. When he walked out, it took a few seconds before I shifted my attention back to the computer. I typed in the name of the Russian mafia organization, finding more articles than I had on the Voltairs. After reading a few articles it had become apparent that they had no issue ruffling feathers, acting as if they owned the world. I started writing down a few notes, startled when I heard a man clearing his throat. I placed my hand over my heart as I peered at Mikey. “I didn’t see you standing there.” He has something in his hand. It looked like a hard drive. “What do you have there?”

Michael entered almost without delay, brows furrowed in entering, asked, calm. I closed the door behind him and leaned against the desk, crossing my arms. "It's Elara," I started off, my tone laced with both concern and hesitation. As much as I trusted Michael, I was beginning to have second thoughts about relaying to him what Elara told me. Michael raised an eyebrow, taking a seat in the chair across from me. "What about her?” I hesitated, running a hand through my hair. "She has the Veiled Sight."

Screams echoed throughout the cave. Michael took over when I got bored. He slit the vampire's femoral artery. “In about six minutes give or take your going to bleed out. Answer her questions, and I'll heal the wound.If not well, I make sure no one can ever find you. You’ll go mad with hunger forever.” “What do you want to know?” The vampire said in a hoarse cry, “Ah, so you do want to live vampire?” “The questions, what are the questions?” He asked impatiently, “What is your name? And who sent you? “ “My name is Adrian. No one sent me. I felt compelled to be here like something was pulling me here drawing me here.” “ Michael heal him please and thank you, Adrian,” Michael did as I asked of h