Michael Camp Novels & Stories

Rapheal knows Lucian and wouldn't let his advantage slip. “Alright, I'm coming.” Micheal hung up the call before Erick could say anything else, giving him a belief that things would get done with Micheal coming into the picture himself. “Who's that?” Ryder asked. “Michael is here; he's already coming.” Erick replied with a smile on his face. “Who's Michael?” Thompson asked with his eyes wide open. Raphael chuckled, telling him that Michael is from New York and has been the one dealing with Lucian while he had gone to New York; Michael is the boss of the syndicates over there.

Micheal I was feeling pumped. It has been forever since I've seen Ben. He is a good guy and his negator abilities help make me feel more alive. Living so long had started to feel so boring, and Ben helped make it a little more interesting. I was pretty pissed when I heard about these assholes rounding us up into camps. Who the hell do they think they are?

"Michael is the top scorer on the roster, and the team needs his skills for the playoffs. They will not bench him. Besides, I do not want to care about the internet comments or the athletic board today. Michael sent me a text message from a teammate's phone right before his flight took off from California. He is coming home today, and I just need to focus on that specific fact." "When does his plane land?" Carter asked. "The flight lands early this afternoon," I told them. I opened the water bottle and took a long sip. "But he has to deal with the coaching staff and the luggage before he can leave the airport. It will probably be late evening by the time he reaches the campus." Miller closed

Isla Therese's Pov Michael was waiting in my hotel room. I thought he was after the steak that I took out for him from the restaurant, but the frown on his face says otherwise, he seemed like he had completely forgotten about the steak. "I just got a call from Mr. McMillan. Carter pulled out from the deal. He won't be your partner for the campaign." "That's fast," I said as I removed my jewelry and headed to the dresser to safely put it away. I felt Michael following my trail as if he were my tail.

Michael says just feet below us, pulling our attention from the small moment we were having. Keeping my little dove close to me, we slowly made our way down to where Michael was standing, waiting for us. Michael then pointed in the distance, and I could see what looked like a collection of fires, telling me that we had found his master’s camp. “I believe this is close enough for the night.” I said to them, knowing that I couldn’t chance getting any closer and exposing ourselves to them.

Alex and Austin's university photos blown up on a split screen with some grainy paparazzi shot of Michael and me from last week. "—explosive revelations about the Walton-Campbell empire continue to surface," the anchor's voice drones. "Sources close to the family claim Aria Campbell, who recently returned after an eight-year absence years ago has been systematically manipulating—" "Turn it off." Michael's voice cracks through the phone. I can't. My thumb hovers over the power button, but I'm frozen. Watching my life get dissected on live television. "—documents suggest financial irregularities dating back to the company merger—"

Eden's POV Michael came to the library on a Friday afternoon with his laptop and the look he wore when he'd found more than he expected. "Talk," I said. He sat, turned the screen toward me, and started from the beginning. "Marcus is based in Hamburg. Private security background, twelve years working intelligence for a European financial consortium I've been pulling apart layer by layer. He's careful, the kind of careful that tells me this isn't his first operation like this. But careful people still leave patterns, and I followed his long enough to build a picture."

one of the guards replied. They brought him forward, and amidst the noise and uproar from the crowd, Alex tore off his accessories, including his wig. "Mike Campbell!" The room fell silent in shock. Mike?! Was he behind this?! I had thought that chapter of my life was over, that everything had ended. Yet here I was, facing yet another humiliation. What kind of lunatic had I been dating for two years? Anger and helplessness surged within me. How dare he do something like this?! I watched as the guards took Mike backstage through a different entrance, and without thinking, I turned and walked toward him.

They seemed to be chatting away, looking happy and relaxed. "I'm pretty sure they won't be happy if I ask about Helena," Michael said with a small laugh. "All right, Michael. Play your part well." He cleared his throat and went in. He greeted them both with a friendly, welcoming demeanor towards Yori. His sharp eyes were watching the surroundings. Michael Andreas is no ordinary doctor. He's got two roles that are crucial to the company his father started, Kawa Secure. Just a select few can hire their services. And most people didn't realize what kind of escort was provided.

Alpha Nicholas "TONY HAS CONFIRMED THAT THE BOYS ARE HERE. I REPEAT THE BOYS ARE IN THE CAMP. STAND BY FOR MY SAY SO TO GO!" I bellow through the mind link that I had opened with Robbie, Shane and Will while waiting to give the go-ahead. It is easier to have a link open with those guys so then they can inform their groups rather than me bellowing out here to everyone and causing us attention that we don’t want or need too soon.