Michael Afton Fanfic Novels & Stories

Chris leaned back in his chair, his mind still on Michael’s expression when they had talked. “Michael is smart, but a little overconfident. Because of that, after returning to the country, Michael tried to get back close to Jessica. He didn’t immediately reveal his relationship with Aitairy. Instead, Jessica told him that there was no possibility between them anymore. Michael seemed cornered, and only then did he bring Aitairy back to the country.”

I was shocked, I didn't know Aidan had the ability to heal and I got up and showered in the bathroom before I was led out to get some well-needed food. As I reached my quarters, Michael asked me, "What happened, and why can't I reach Allison?" I looked at him and said, "Don't let that bitch into my territory," and told him what happened. Michael was shocked and said, "Are you sure?" I showed him what I saw when I touched his forehead and he was just as furious and nodded in understanding before leaving me to rest. I woke up a few hours later with Aidan in my head asking, "How are you feeling, old friend?" I told him heartbroken, he said, "Do you want them dead or not?" I laughed inside my he

Fabian, whose dad was also in the governing council, whispered against my ear. Our friend Michael wasn't here; he was gamma. I always missed his presence during gatherings like this because Fabian had foam for brains and always gave the most ridiculous advice. "No doubt, but I've got eyes on Athena. She's the most beautiful girl in the world." "You know, with how you're going about this, I wonder if I'm okay with finding my mate. Who wants to miss the spice of having more than one girl? I don't want ever to get bored."

' Michael: "I don't want to remember him now.. leave it.. will you protect my daughter and take care of her?? " hayden: " yes sir.. you have kept trust on me so much.. I will protect her.. " Michael: " will you marry her..??" -------

His wolf feels a hot, burning fire of anger inside his chest. Michael?" Rebbie Jackson says. Her voice snaps the future Alpha King out of his deep thoughts. Michael looks up at his sister and realizes he did not hear a single word she just said. His brain is completely filled with images of Joe Hale. He can still feel how soft the omega wolf felt against his chest last night. He can still taste him. Michael waits for winters to hold his sweet wolf again. He dreams about it every night during the full moon. He tries so hard to be patient and good.

Micah’s POV I swerve at the last moment, nearly avoiding crashing into the incoming car. Some driver puts his middle finger out and screams at me. I stop the car with a start and rest my forehead against the steering wheel, breathing deeply. I, Fiona Richards, reject you, Micah Lancaster, as my mate. The lingering echo of those wicked words still clouds my mind but the inexplicable pain in my body is gone. It has vanished as suddenly as it had taken me under.

To that, Michael is counting down the number of days to her. In the middle afternoon, Alfred calls over the phone to his friend. Now, he lets the cat out of the bag to his chill the wind to his finest friend. To that, he is getting off the hook to his friend. He knocks on the wood to help him. But he is far away from him. To that, Alfred tells him; he will go to his apartment in the evening. To that, Already is freaking out to his presence.

“He honestly kind of reminds me of Rafe, didn’t you notice? They have the same aura.” I scoffed. “How would I know?” I certainly didn’t want to think if Michael was similar to Rafe. Probably just their archangel names. “Hey, it’s going to be fine,” he assured. I smiled. “Thanks for the ride.” “See you tomorrow, Savi.” “See you.” Carter ran to his car and drove away. I spun around and only noticed Michael behind me. He was leaning on the wall behind the door. “God, Michael.” I touched my chest in surprise. Was he listening? “Yep. Start talking…”

I tried turning to see his face, but his grip on my body was ironclad, before Michael’s enchanting blue eyes held me in his spell as he leaned over. “You will be an AMAZING Luna, Elena. Gotham needs a woman as free-spirited as you are. Not one of those air-head possies. Besides, Carla Winehouse is not my mistress, haven't touched her since we fucked Elena,” Michael growled, moving away but not before I saw him flash his brother a warning look. I glanced up and Anthony’s face swept down to meet me. He looked more rugged than before, his jet-black hair flying around his face as his hazel eyes pierced into mine while we trotted through the chirping forest.

“Nova, we’ve talked about this. Michael’s a good match. Strong bloodline, future leader material. The beta’s been pushing for this union for months, and now the moon goddess herself has sealed it with the mate bond. You can’t fight fate, girl. It’s not just about you—it’s about the pack’s future.” She rolled her eyes so hard I thought they might stick, but her reply came out measured. “Fate? Or convenience? Michael’s not who you think he is, Dad. Remember that party at the start of school? The one where he and his friends tried to rape Amara? He’s aggressive, possessive in all the wrong ways. I felt the bond hit me like a freight train last night, but that doesn’t mean I have to accept it bl