Michael Camp Novels & Stories

Michael called me and said, "I got the magical alarm, who did you kill, Drax?" I replied, "Rogues," and he said, "Is the blood lust over or do you need me to come down there and suck your cock?" I cursed him, "Fuck off, you fucking fairy, my cock is too good for you." Michael laughed and said, "I am still stationed in Europe for a few more years, so be good." I told him I was good after he had sung to me to calm me down. My instinct is always to go to Michael for anything, even with my blood lust, I killed so many rogues, I was a raging bloodaholic, and I trust him with my life still after all these years. He hug me for fifteen minutes when I came back, and I must say I had missed the fuckin

"We leave soon as everyone falls asleep. Gather your things. Meet me on back by the end of the trail. If we hurry, we can be there in two hours. I know where Damian is. Blake and I used to sneak up there in our wolf forms when we were just pups. It’s an old military base. I told one of the guards to call Blake. Notify him of my escape and to tell him I’m on my way to his grandfather's house. He'll have no choice but to wait for me. He won't expect for the whole pack to arrive there instead of me." "Wait are talking about the old military base right in back of Lakeview, Tennessee? The old abandoned one on the far end? They built a new one right by the entrance to the town. We'll have to snea

Michael faces his Luna before turning and facing the crowd. "Good evening River Pack, family and friends! Thank you everyone for being here on this wonderful and very special occasion... As most of you know, I have found my mate, and he stands here beside me. Everyone, my mate, Noah Anderson from the Midnight Moon pack!" Michael said and everyone cheered and clapped their hands. Michael turned to face Noah, who was blushing fiercely. Noah couldn't breathe and he thought his heart stopped when he watched Michael kneel down before him.

His face was still pale, and I could see the exhaustion dragging at his features. But his eyes were sharp. Focused. Determined. I swallowed hard. “Who is he?” Michael hesitated. Then he said, “His name is Daniel Carter. He used to work for Damien.” That made my stomach drop. “Used to?” I repeated. Michael nodded. “He was Damien’s accountant—handled all the money, all the offshore accounts, all the dirty transactions. But then something changed.” I frowned. “What?” Michael leaned back against the bar, his fingers running through his hair. “Carter found something. Something Damien didn’t want him to know.”

At least three or four months… Before we know it, we will be at a year. Dinner was brought up about thirty minutes later. Conor was in a robe and put the white one back on me. I tried to get out of bed, but he would not let me get up at all. He picked me up and carried me to the table. We ate, chatting happily. “Father said that he’s thought about it and he will not be sending you on any missions after all. Remember the meeting I was in a few days ago?” Conor asked as I was in the middle of a bite. I nodded as I continued eating the juicy steak. “Michael and I will be going on a mission this week to the latest camp that was found. Father thinks that this will be the camp where the Resistance

"We arrested the man from the hospital parking lot. He confessed. Michael paid him fifty thousand dollars to kill you both." "Who was he?" "Ex military. Sniper. Very good at his job." "But you caught him." "We got lucky. He made a phone call we were monitoring." "How many more are there?" Trina asked. Davis didn't answer. "How many?" she repeated. "We don't know. But we're working on it." That night Nickey made a decision. "We need to go on the offensive." "What do you mean?" Trina asked. "Michael's been controlling this whole thing. When we hide, when we run, when we testify. All of it on his terms. We need to flip that."

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

When does something happen to the Campbells that we've not been informed about? Sousa sighs. - I didn't say we didn't know. I said it wasn't us. - What? And Way, you didn't tell me that this would happen. Things only get more complicated for me when they go behind my back. - You know well that Michael was in Australia to close contracts. - And? - He must have stepped on a lot of Calabrian mafia's toes. Mickael is apparently in prison and awaiting extradition to Italy. I laugh.

"Hmm?" "Come, I want you to meet my beta, my tracker, and the leader of the pack warriors," Michael said and I instantly look at Lincoln, he just nodded at me as a sign that it was okay for me to leave him in a bit. I immediately walked over to Michael where he was happily talking to three men. I think I already know one of them, the leader of the pack warriors since he's the one who captured me and throws me in the cellar. "Hey mate, I want you to meet Maddox, he's my beta. This is Carrick, the pack tracker and I believe you already met this other guy here, Henry, the leader of the pack warriors." Michael introduces me to the other men and I just smile at them.

I follow the blonde, evading her hand when she tries to link it through my arm. “Cain, finally.” Darius is sitting at the table next to a blonde boy, but Flame is nowhere to be seen. He gestures to the blonde boy. “This is Damien and I assume you’ve met Gale and Ollie. There’s also Emery and Leila…” He emphasises the last name, as if to remind me that Flame is using her middle name with the humans. “Have just popped upstairs to get their jackets.” “Here.” Gale places a plate down on the table and pats the chair. Some sort of filled tortilla’s are on the plate and they smell amazing.