Baji X Mikey Novels & Stories

I can already see the connection they have, and Mikey was Jessica’s high school crush. I don’t like this but it’s for the best. “Fine, Damon. I have your back, you know that, and I bet she will go for me,” I know he is grinning from ear to ear, and I turn back into the grocery store parking lot and park. “I know Mikey and I have yours. I’m grabbing the plunger and I’ll be back. Is everything ready?” “You are just now getting the plunger? Damn! Next time, I’ll just go myself.”

I pulled out my phone and messaged Keith. "What was that about?" I sent. "Mikey was at the gym earlier, he is on to us haha." He responds with a laughing emoji. "Is that going to be a problem for you?" I ask. "No, he is one of my best friends up here. He says he likes you too, so if I am happy then its like 2 Christmas's for him." Keith replies. "Ok, I have to go get back on drop so I will see you in a little bit." I tell him as dispatch radios for me to replace another guard.

I added. He gave me a kiss and then we drove back to the bakery and spotted Nix and Sera on the park across. We walk there and then I told them our plan. "I'm in." "Me too." Sera chimed in. "Quick question, how are we going to send them to the ocean again?" "I can help." We turned to see a man. "And you are?" I questioned him. "I'm, Paolo Ricci. A warlock." He looked at me and smiled.

'' Then, Theo showed a very sweet smile that made Marcus’ heart go crazy. Theo handed his hand out to Marcus. ''So, shall we start again?'' Marcus looked so confused with what Theo said and what the stretched hand was all about. ''Huh?'' Theo grabbed Marcus’ left hand and shook his hands with him. The younger guy smiled. ''I'm Theo, Elliot's cousin... And you are?'' Marcus was compelled and captivated with Theo's cuteness. He smiled back and finally moved his hand as he found rhythm from Theo's moving own.

Mia's POV: “So, you ready for it?” Mikey asked. “I wouldn't be here if I wasn't,” Jackson said, confidently. “I like that. These are my guys; Shark and Speedy.” Mikey said introducing the people standing next to him. “Speedy is in the race. Shark helps me around so stuff goes according to plan.” Jackson shook Shark and Speedy’s hands. “It's nice to meet you. I hope we have a good race,” he said to Speedy.

The fragile peace they’d been living in for the past week and a half felt like thin ice—beautiful on the surface, but ready to crack with one wrong step. “Yo, boss lady,” Mikey called from across the bay, his voice cracking with that awkward teenage enthusiasm. The nineteen-year-old prospect was sprawled dramatically across a workbench, pretending to fan himself with an oily rag. “If you keep making these bikes sound like angry demons, I’m gonna start thinking you sold your soul to the devil. Or worse—Reaper’s dick.”

"Michael. But you can call me Mikey." "Mikey, how fitting," he said, his goofy grin still present. "Oh and this amazing person next to me is going to be the next Bill Gates, I'm sure of it!" "Shut up, you turd," his friend yelled, hitting him in the head. Then he looked at him and gave a small smile. "Eric." And from that moment, Mikey knew that Anton Emma was something. He would be the key to reaching his goal in football.

I was a street rat, raised by a street rat. I had three weeks of seeing what family really meant. Madison hugged me the first time we met and she never stopped. Brightly’s hugs and kisses were even sweeter. It was Madison’s new baby that they were so excited about that made me approach Mr. Xavier and tell him I needed to leave.

He gave it back to me and let me enter. I search the whole area and I saw Jesse in the counter talking to a guy. I walk closer to see who is he talking too and I recognize it is the famous Rick Fox “Hey Jesse” I called Jesse and he looked up on me. “Oh hey, you are already here. Uhmm are you tired sorry for inviting you here. And by the way he is Rick Fox the owner of this bar and a friend. He is also an actor” Jesse explained. “Nice to meet you bro.” Rick said and he extended his arm.

Then I made tea for Mikey and John. When I got out, they were seated on both sides of a table. Mikey's gun was leaning against the wall, close to the window we stood out a while ago. "See you two are getting along," I said it as a statement and not as a question. Because if they weren't, then they just had to pretend that they were. We needed Old Mikey on our side. Even though he was human, there was still a lot of usefulness the man could be in Black Hollow.