Author Michael Vey Novels & Stories

There were no pictures on the walls of polished marble and dark wood. Evelyn Vance, the lead partner sat across from us. She was a woman in her fifties with a grey hair. She wore a suit that probably cost more than my car. She didn't smile. She just watched us with eyes. "I have the file on Michael Vale, " Evelyn said, tapping her tablet. "I know who he is. He plays dirty. He destroys lives."

Yubi Trey and I sit at the long table in the living room, the folder of Abel’s prison documents spread out in front of us. Michael has just stepped out to make some calls, leaving us alone with our thoughts, our frustration, and the faint, dangerous pull between us that neither of us wants to admit.

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His life. *** Michael He broke into a run. There were only a few meters left to the warehouse but heard the voices way before he reached the designated place. They were there. One of them was Killian’s. Mike reached the entrance quickly but slowed down right before he came in. Flynn had sent him another message earlier today, saying. “Killian knows about you. We have to stop him. “ then another came right after the first one “ He will kill us both. “ Mike crept in when he saw them. Killian and Flynn standing opposite each other. The last thing he heard was confused, angry words from Flynn- he smelled his fear, and then he saw his partner, lowering his gun.

I played the siren and the sound went off with a loud noise. "Shit. Fuck you, Vee! And I'm not done with you!" Michael yelled a few incoherent words that I didn't even bother listening to before he finally walked off. I pushed my body off the floor, dragged it upstairs, and lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, thinking about what just happened.

“Michael has been a better friend to me than I ever deserved.” “Don’t say that,” I argue, but the words are absent. My whole world tilts on its side. Michael saved Levi’s life? Michael was so broken up over his dad’s death that he never told anyone but Levi and had to drink his sorrows away? Even wasted, Michael had the presence of mind to make sure Levi never faced any consequences? Everything I thought I knew is turned upside down. Instead of a villain, it seems like my brother’s best friend might be a hero. I shiver and pull my flannel around me.

Mike told Orlando then left the van. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Hey guys, don't forget to comment what you think. Who do you think is the secret killer on the file?

Regina falls on her chair and starts to enjoy her apple. “Yes, boss, come partner.” Michael says as he open the door. “Yes bo…, I mean ma’am.” I roll my eyes at my arrogant partner, it would seem I’m stuck with. I make my way to my desk an pull out all the information we have on Lenkov. As a warm breath brushes against my ear, the smell is so intoxicating, it makes my heart race, I shut my eyes as I draw in the scent. “Your place or mine?” Michael whispers against my ear.

“It's Michael…. Micheal Anwar!” My appetite disappeared immediately!!!!

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.”