Michael Dxd Novels & Stories

Hayden said as he took his phone and stepped out of the room. Felix lifted his glass and took a sip before looking at Leo. “You went to celebrate Miranda’s birthday last night?” Leo set down his utensils. “It wasn’t just me. Someone else was there too.” “Oh?” Felix narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint glint flashing deep within them. “Who?” “His name is Mike Lloyd. He works in the military and holds the rank of major general.” Leo’s expression was calm, but a trace of unease still showed.

the MD said "yes the MD is disposed that is why I am here and by the way I am Micheal the AMD of Sheba company" Micheal said "yes sir I know that already" the MD said "since you have kwon me shall we go to the main reason I come" Micheal said

Xavier raised his brow in confusion at the male voice he heard. Amber grumbled,"Shut up" she should have known. After some minutes passed, Michael finally taught her how to do it and the sales records was erased smoothly. She was quite impressed. "Why didn't you teach me how to hack?" She asked. "Pretty girl, if I did you'll surely misuse the skill". Pretty girl? Xavier thought they seem pretty close. Amber rolled her eyes and told him they will chat later, if she doesn't end the call, he was never going to end it. Michael was a guy she met overseas while trying to survive and cater for her kids, he took her in out of generosity and overlooked the fact that she was a mother of three. He also

Hearing my word, his smirk grows bigger. After Dexter free me from the cuff he said, "good decision my dear... now let us start from my name hmm?? My name is Tim Bren, I work for the over known mafia Mikael Lenox." I scoff knowing that he turns out to be another lackey. "You act that high and mighty and yet it turns out you're nothing but a lackey huh? "

Michael’s cold tone barely hid the fury simmering underneath. Xavier leaned forward, not even trying to conceal his satisfaction. "Yeah, I guess I am happy. But you know who’s even happier? All the women you screwed over throughout the years. They’re thrilled to see you getting exactly what you deserve." He smiled coldly. "Oh, please, those are lies! I’ve never hurt a woman in my entire life!" Michael shouted, his voice shaking. "Lies? Really?" Xavier scoffed. "I’m not sure what’s collapsing faster—your reputation or your stock price." He turned his phone toward Michael, showing him the company’s crashing stock market figures.

Michael I had just finished taking my bath as I watched myself in the mirror, I looked at the new tattoo that magically formed on my torso because of Bashien, a protection barrier, not many people will be able to hurt me unless you are one of the Supremes. Speaking of the Supremes, my best friend Drax is probably pissed at us, but he will understand that he gave me the boost to wake up earlier than expected. "Hey, Draxon, it's me, Michael, I 'm sorry, I didn't know you would pass out," I linked him smiling at myself. He replied, "You are so dead Mikey, fuck, you know how bad I felt, jeez," before he laughed and said, "I'm still going to knock you into next week." Then there was this silence

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

"I survived out there before, and that was before Aaron took me under his wing and showed me a few things. Just give me a gun, and I'll be just fine out there. Who knows, I might even save your ass once or twice." The soldiers all chuckle again and I look over at Michael, and I'm surprised to find him looking at me with a strange expression on his face. When he catches me staring at him as he stares at me, he quickly averts his dark brown eyes and runs a massive hand nervously through his short dark blonde hair. Michael Davidoff is in his mid to late thirties, but he looks younger than that, probably due to the fact that he's built like a machine. He's easily six feet tall and his entire bod

He wasn't frightened when he met Dexter's eyes. Dexter didn't look away until after Sawyer was gone. Then, he looked down at a medical report he'd gotten at the hospital—it belonged to Michael. He had a lung condition, and it was one of the worst possible.

He grinned up at the ceiling and rested his hands on his stomach. "Wow. That's bad. What else? This is fun! I should have started hanging with you guys a long time ago!" "Yeah, well from the way Dex talks about you, you probably should have." Michael said quietly from above us. I glanced up at him and could only see his hair. I felt my heart squeeze as I took a deep breath, readying myself. "What has he said?" "Honestly, he's a douche bag. You don't need to know." James kicked the bed right below Michael's head and he turned around with a frown.