Bonten Mikey Novels & Stories

“Though, I gotta say, those bars were full of chicks. Not like this place.” I rolled my eyes. Typical. He struck me as a self-proclaimed ladies’ man who probably got rejected more often than not. I shook my head, annoyed at myself for being so judgmental. Maybe I was just stressed. “Told you—” Mike’s voice cut through the noise. It was the first time he had spoken since we left. His voice was deep—far deeper than I expected from someone so thin and almost skeletal. “This might not even be Bantayan at all.”

The football team fists bump Mikey and it’s so much I could do to try to squeeze my tiny, 160-centimeter frame through the horde of broad-shouldered lackeys surrounding him and Becca, the new ‘It’ couple, it seems. Mikey is a hammerhead football player who’s dumber than a box of screws but I guess Becca doesn’t like him for his philosophical views on things. He is ginormous compared to his teammates, with broad shoulders and arms thicker than my thighs. He's also really handsome, in that rugged manly-man type of way. Not my type but I can still see the appeal... if he doesn’t open his mouth that is.

he mumbled I nodded then got out since mika went out, we drove down to Ben's place there were two cars in the drive way meaning the ol girl is here,now I don't wanna be disrespected in my man's house " hey y'all - hey babay" I said perking his lips, girl mugged the shit outta me " hey sup- hey mika you brought my lil man" he took Karren from mika's arms " take it easy Benedict or i'll cut you can't you see his sleeping " mika whined and Ben mugged the hell outta her " son this my child too -get the fuck out of here with all that - i'll be back " he said clearly annoyed, he went upstairs with Karren in his arms, I cut my eyes at mika

Mikey suddenly promised the man in front of him, Keng. "Ahhh, Clark I know that. He is your father." Keng promised the boy he smiled at her. "How old are you?" "I'm 10 years old." He said to Keng. But when I looked at Keng it was like he was pointing at something else or something, hmm... "Come on Mikey, let's eat. Let's all eat." Sister Aelin said to Mikey and us. Mikey was the first to walk towards the table, Nathan and Jasral looked at them again.

Quietly said: - Don't think about anything. When we're together, think only of happy things. Hearing him say that, Elena was very surprised. Mikey is very gentle now, he is a lot different from before. She whispered: - I will not be fooled by your gentleness. Mikey looked up at Elena. - I fooled you? You are still my own woman. [Forever my own!] Mikey felt his chest ache. He leaned into Elena's ear and whispered: - I already own you. Remember that!

"Yeah G, what's up?" It was Mike, the first buddy he made upon stepping foot in Cameroon. Mike was six feet, just like him, ebony in complexion. He always had his beards and hair reasonably short which made him look neat. He was also called the njoka master* and also, he was fun to be with. "G, Where you? You didn't show up in school today," Mike stated the obvious. "Man, I was gone. Had too much to drink last night, Mike laughed, "I know right, nonetheless, tonight's another night, boy. It's partey afta partey."

I smiled. The spiked brown hair guy with the pierced ears was the next one to shake my hand. He told me his name was Mikey, again I stared at his perfect chiselled face, like why was all of Mitch's friends so hot? I already looked like Shrek compared to Cassie and Cherry, now I had to look like the Predator against these three stupidly hot people.

" The breakfast is ready, sir " The melodious voice of Arlene said from behind Maximo and the latter let out a sigh. He slowly turn around to stare at the beautiful lady before him. By the way she tries to look too good and more beautiful Maximo realized she is trying hard to please him. His face ease up to a simple smile and he nodded at her. " I'm Maximo Santino. You can call me Maximo, not sir " " Max will be..."

B muttered. He slowed the boat to a creep and let his wake catch up to him, surveying the docked boats and mangroves that flanked him on either side. He’d drop anchor here, snack on some cold cuts and crackers, and finish off his last three… or six Corona. And maybe the Mike’s Hard Lemonade, too. The Mike’s Lemonade was his little solo fishing secret. Pound enough of them and it was like slurping down a buzzy dessert. B killed the engines and coasted. That’s when he saw her.

sincere that Mikey said to Baji. "Mikey ..." Baji only whispered. "Can you stand, Baji? Cause we're going to ..... Slaughter them all!" Baji smiled hugely and quickly stood up. "Alright. I'm in!" Since that day happened ... Mikey "Oi, Baji." Kazutora called while driving the motor. "Hm?" Baji replied riding Kazutora's motor.