Dc Comics Michael Novels & Stories

“So, you’re saying that Drake is a virgin?” Lilac laughed and shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. Maybe.” Millie arched her brow. “You’re not sure?” Emily remained silent and was sitting on her soft, comfy bed. “Well…” Lilac scratched her forehead and smiled, “…I’m not sure, though. The past few months since the attack, Dillon is always here to lead when Drake was in the Metropolis—” “Geez, Lilac. You’re making things complicated. It’s so hard to understand,” Millie asserted.

"Since you're so ignorant, I'm going be explaining things to you." "My name is Michael Arthur. I rule this place, and if you want to survive or get out of here, you've got to do whatever I say." "You're joking," Amanda gasped. "If I was a clown, I'd be Pennywise. So, will you still refuse my help?" Micheal asked, his voice low and dangerous.

Michael I had just finished taking my bath as I watched myself in the mirror, I looked at the new tattoo that magically formed on my torso because of Bashien, a protection barrier, not many people will be able to hurt me unless you are one of the Supremes. Speaking of the Supremes, my best friend Drax is probably pissed at us, but he will understand that he gave me the boost to wake up earlier than expected. "Hey, Draxon, it's me, Michael, I 'm sorry, I didn't know you would pass out," I linked him smiling at myself. He replied, "You are so dead Mikey, fuck, you know how bad I felt, jeez," before he laughed and said, "I'm still going to knock you into next week." Then there was this silence

There were still plenty more zombies behind them, but they were far enough away to give Dominic and Halee some breathing room. When Dominic finally let his power subside, the surviving owl had landed on the ground beside its fallen mate. A silver flash briefly lit up the night. A moment later, a man Dominic had never seen before stood in its place. The wizard was pretty sure he knew who the man was. “Michael?” he asked. The man nodded. “Yes. And you must be Dominic.” He looked down at the dead owl, his face filled with sadness. “Jenna spoke highly of you.”

Michael responded to me and I just nodded as I watched him wearing the white boxer briefs and then he walked over to me and sat on the bed, wiping his hair with the towel. When I heard from Lincoln that Michael had left to capture one of the Raven brothers, I couldn’t help but feel anxious for my mate. I can't help but remember the day I ran away from Benjie, he was with the Raven brothers that night and the Ravens are known for being notorious werewolf hunters and murderers. I was so worried about Michael that I can't get back to sleep again. "Are you tired, Michael?" I asked him causing him to momentarily stop wiping his hair and he turned to look at me.

Only one person addresses him that way and even if he was on his deathbed and he heard this voice, he would still recognize it. A huge frown suddenly settled on Damien 's face and he sharply turned around. There he was, the big and confident Williams, who had his hands crossed against his chest and a huge and disgusting smirk plastered on his face. "What do you want, Williams?" Immediately Damien said that, Williams suddenly bursted into a malicious laughter. Alex and Tobias quickly exchanged a look and they looked back at the dramatic Williams, who was busy putting on a show right before them. Damien walked towards him and he stopped just when he was a few feet away from him. Williams did t

"Then he produced a silver arrow." Michael's eyes widened and he rushed towards me. "What do you mean by that? A silver arrow?" “Michael, we are in more danger than we think we are. John is a maniac. He will stop at nothing until you have been brought down along with the others. That's why he asked me to leave and return to him. He's been the one doing the killings. He is a Werewolf Hunter."

Michael did the introduction, he pointed at Lawrence, “This is my grandfather, the wealthiest old man alive. Mr Lawrence Carter. The owner of Lawrence court here and Lawrence court expansion. Where I stay” “Nice to meet you sir,”I bow slightly. Michael continued, “That is my beautiful mother there. She is the power force. She is a strong intelligent woman”. “So pleased to meet you Ma’am”I bowed again. Michael progressed, “My wealthy father. Mr Denzel Carter. My father. Who I act like”. Denzel chuckled, “You act more like your mommy”. “Pleased to meet you also sir”I bowed again”. “I would have suggested you introduce yourself to us. But we all know you and the reason you are here,”Michael sai

Michael looked into Aiden’s eyes and he knew there’s something more than Aiden knows but he is not saying it. “Hey guys, I’ve heard about Cassandra’s health, is she alright now?” The owner of the voice was Eren Santorum, Michael’s elder brother. Everyone looked at him as he came to them with worry on his face. “Yeah, she is fine now.” Michael got up from his seat and hugged Eren, a bro’s hug then he turned to face everyone to make an introduction. “He’s my elder brother Eren Santorum and he owns a music label. And Eren these are Cassandra's brothers. The eldest Aiden Williams and he is a doctor. The second in the line is Izan Williams and you already know him, and this is Aaron Williams and

With a low groan, he slumped back into his seat. Micheal was handsome with features similar to Easton but in a more manly manner. He was five years older, after all. He also had green eyes and stood at six feet two. He oozed a powerful aura as he turned to face the crowd. His lips curled into a smile, but the smile was nothing friendly. He actually made people even more uncomfortable. “My name is Michael Black," he began, his voice steady and commanding. "And I’m here to set the record straight. Scarlet is no fraud. Everything you’ve heard tonight or any other time is nothing but baseless lies designed to tear her down."