Micah Bell Novels & Stories

Christian offered. "No! Just stay away from me." Makaila picked herself up and started dragging it to walk. "Come on you can't go in this state. You could get killed." Christian's voice showed pure concern. "I rather die than to be here with people who are planning to kill me. Fück off asshole!" Makaila said gruffly, her voice hoarse with pain. Christian cringed as he looked at her face that was contoured in so much pain and agony. They have caused this girl so much pain. He could have stopped them, he knew he could have. But he was more concerned about his image and reputation.

He would be the one to teach them not to be assholes. And he could watch his mate shift whenever that happened. When he let go of Layla, Micah pulled him into a hug. The man who always did things properly and refused to call him anything other than Alpha or His Majesty bent his principles for the first time in his life. “I wish you had told me sooner. I wouldn’t have rested until I’d found that witch for you,” Micah said. “And that’s the reason I stayed quiet,” he smiled. Faith came next, the little Omega who’d always been his biggest fan.

Alex growled I don’t have to see them to know that Ryan nodded and Creed stuck his tongue out at him. “ We can't sit and watch you all day but we can all hear you, we each have mics and earpieces to keep in contact with you while we do stuff needed here as well. Please don’t hesitate to break cover if you feel you really are in danger” Alex said and I just hummed my response skipping from stone to stone over the small stream. “ Keep up” Henry finally spoke and that’s what he said? I’m literally right behind him.

I run to the door and lock it behind him, feeling how flimsy it is and somehow knowing it won't stop anyone who tries to get in We should never have called them. Damien looks confused now, all his anger has gone with the strange interaction with the police and the others look as helpless as I feel. The man's words resound in my brain "The only person who can protect you completely is Cain" and I know now that regardless of if he's married or a liar, I need to call him, if only to keep us all safe. My gaze meets Gale's and she nods, sliding her drawer open and picking up my phone. I sit down beside her, staring at his name after I unblock it and somehow, as if he knows I've done it, my phone

“Only that masked men ambushed her on the way back from her home territory. He’s requesting a neutral meeting—no magic, no guards, no wolves. Just him and me.” Ziva folded her arms. “You don’t think he believes we had something to do with it?” Valerian stopped mid-stride, then turned to face her. “That’s exactly what he believes.” Ziva tensed. “Do you want me to respond?” “No,” Valerian said after a pause. “I’ll do it myself.”

It will kill me and all my friends. Phelan pounced again. This time, Don brought Riptide up in a deadly arc. The hellhound disintegrated into dust and fur. He had prepared for this midnight of the moon, for he had the news already at hand. He could see More wolves surged forward—snakes and giants and telkhines—but the wolf roared at them, and they backed off, “One on one?” He called. “Just like old times?” Phelon's nostrils quivered. She seriously needed to keep a pack of Kleenex in her armor pocket because that nose was wet and red and pretty gross. She unstrapped her dagger and swung it around. It was beautiful in a harsh, I’m~going~to-gut~you~like~a~fish way. Each of its twin blades was

The betrayal hurt even more than the knife wound in her abdomen. Just as the heavy rear doors of the medical transport vehicle were about to close, Eloise witnessed with her own eyes that Micah, who had just been begging for his life, immediately climbed back to his feet the moment he confirmed that I had no intention of coming after him. He fumbled for his phone and jabbed at the screen. "Josh, hurry! Round up as many guys as you can, grab a van, and get to Eloise's downtown penthouse!" The greed in his voice was unmistakable.

Watched my back when even Damien was halfway across the globe. "You should have come to *me*," I whispered. "Would you have listened? Or would I be locked away like the rest?" Damien stepped into view then, gun holstered but presence lethal. "Step away from her." Micah looked at me one last time. "I never stopped believing in you. Just... not in what you’ve become." Then he walked away, hands raised, into the custody of our guards. My heart cracked. Not because I lost a soldier.

This was evidence his body had been harshly beaten countless times and was making him angry just to think of it. Acting vulnerable was never his thing. But if he had to trick them into taking them down, he had to play his part. He just hoped help came soon. Silence lingered in the air. He had excellent hearing, due to the numerous hours Blake obliged him to practice with a blindfold. He could hear a pin drop in the next room if he concentrated enough, and right now was his chance to put those abilities to good use. His throat was dry and his body felt drained. He was regretting the offer Chester and Liam had made him earlier that morning to join them for an earlier breakfast before he left t

“I didn’t think it mattered anymore.” Then I said, softly, “It matters to me.” Micah didn't respond immediately. When he finally did, his voice was softer now. “He said he’d keep to himself. That anyone would barely notice him.” I let out a short, bitter laugh. “That man is incapable of not being noticed. He's a famous F1 racer.” “Fair enough.” “And you trust him?” “He promised to take care of you when you arrived,” Micah's voice softened. “and I trust him to be respectful about that.”