Michael Afton Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Nonna squealed with excitement and Michael growled, “get her back on the ground.” He chuckled, “I’ll take you for a flight some night, in private.” He lowered us to the ground, and I stepped away from him, he retracted his wings and pulled on his shirt, Michael walked around us, “fine, you’ll stay here, but I need time to get everyone on board with this.” He shook his head, “Rafael, my sister will need to what marry you like a human?” He arches a brow to him, “it’s not like you can mark her, correct?”

Perhaps I'll change once I turn into a vampire , but for now . For now I like this feeling and I want to embrace it despite the things that he has done . After all , he did say he would bring Aeron back . And then .. everything would be fine wouldn't it ? Am I being too selfish ? " Are we still playing the game ? " Michael smirked . " He just fell asleep " I shushed him . It's only for a bit . Maybe I'll have a small nap as well , this position isn't that uncomfortable as I thought it would be .

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.

Olivia's Pov I finally paid Michael a surprise visit. We grew up together and went to the same school together. Back then, he was nice and jovial. But after his mum's death, he became cold. I've Loved him ever since we were kids and my love for him has grown. But he sees me only as a friend. That doesn't mean I will give up on him. I must have him all to myself at all costs. Yes I am selfish as long as it's Michael. I finished taking my shower and I wore my panties. I had no bra on, so I wore my nightie which was showing my nipples. Then I left for Michael's room. I entered his room and he was wearing a singlet which displayed his abs. I lick my lips lustfully and hugged him from behind. Mic

Tears flood down my face and I feel a pair of strong hands touch my shoulders from behind me, I don’t want to look because I can’t take my eyes away from Raphael. “Hey, he is going to be okay” – I hear Michael say. All I could do was nod my head. Trying to make myself believe he was going to make it. My beautiful Raphael. Hi everyone I know this is a shorter chapter and I am sorry for that but wouldn't make sense for me to continue from this part. I will post the rest tomorrow. Love Peyton

It’s clapping like a goddamn seagull. He shouldn’t say things like that. I’m emotionally unstable and easily seduced. This is dangerous. “Yeah,” I breathed, still floating in whatever trance he put me in. “How sweet!” Thalia beamed, hands clasped like she just stepped out of a Disney scene. “You two look like a fairytale. Michael, if your father could see you this in love, I'm so certain he’d throw a parade.” “Bet he would,” Michael muttered, tone going from falsely sweet to genuinely bitter. “But I doubt it. He’s probably busy tending bussiness with Priam in the Middle East.”

Sunlight filtered through the trees, landing on his black hair and focused profile, as if he were glowing. Michael's voice continued, with the coarse texture of the parchment, reading out a secret I'd buried in my heart for years: "I want to tell you, I've fallen for Damine Blackwood. But... his eyes are always on Sofia Keating. I know this feeling has no future." I clenched my hands in my lap, my knuckles turning white.

, Michael said just as he picked up his expensive white sleeve shirt and rushed out of the room, banging the door behind him. I felt relaxed not knowing what Spiffy had planned. Michael was my mate and the leader of one of the strongest Pack in Moon Hills, the Blue Fangs Pack and I was his Luna. Not quite long, my maid Steph walked into my room panting as she said “Alpha Michael said you should come down to the living room”. The scent of Spiffy's perfume filled the living room and as I was about to Sit beside my mate Michael he halted me with his hand as he said “Do not sit, hear what he has to say”.

I needed Michael. “Haven’t you heard what I did to the future luna of Blue Crescent?” Michael asked with yet another sneer, bringing his face closer to mine. “How I abused and tormented her for years? How I had even planned on turning her so I could hurt her even more? Oh, even better; how about when my father wanted me to rape her, so her mate would always know that I had her first?” My throat tightened. I knew all of that, of course, but God, hearing him just say it like that, made it sound so much worse. Not trusting my voice this time, I nodded in reply.

I walked back to my room as I was working from home today and Kaitlyn was making my tea, a flavor that I loved so much before we ended up entangled in sheets fucking each other brains out, this time I emptied my seed in her womb. I woke up to the the realization that the sun had set and looked at my clock, it was after 9 PM and we missed dinner, I dressed and walked to the kitchen downstairs before I started to feel dizzy. I got flashes of me and Allison making love and I felt a pain in my chest as I kept getting memories of her. I saw Michael talking to Aidan on a video call and they were talking about me, I flew into a rage, knocked the phone down, and said, "Kaitlyn was right, you want th