Michael Holden Heartstopper Novels & Stories

Bella blinked awake, her cheek pressed against someone’s chest. She tilted her head up and there he was, Michael, the ridiculously hot guy who looked like he’d walked straight out of a spy movie. She frowned, trying to piece together how she’d ended up here. Nothing. Absolutely nothing came to mind. Her hand moved on its own, slipping under his shirt. She closed her eyes, but before she could fully relax, he flipped her onto her back. Her eyes flew open, locking onto him.

The strength of his hold sent a thrill coursing through her, and her body reacted before her mind could catch up. A sharp inhale left her lips as she instinctively stepped back. But Michael didn’t let her go. “Be good and stay still, Evelyn,” he commanded, his fingers tightening slightly as if to reinforce his words. His gaze, dark and intense, never wavered from hers. She swallowed hard, her heart hammering in her chest. And then… he lowered his eyes. She followed his gaze, and heat erupted in her veins as she realized where he was looking. Down there.

The grip was not frantic or terrifying like it had been during his delirium, and he simply pulled my hand slowly downward until my palm rested entirely flat against the center of his chest, directly over his steady, beating heart. I froze completely, staring down at our joined hands while the air in the bedroom grew incredibly thick with unspoken emotions. He did not have the PR cameras documenting his actions, and Liam was not standing in the room to witness a fake performance. Michael looked directly up into my eyes with a raw, undeniable sincerity that completely stripped away every single one of my defensive walls. "Thank you, Axel," Michael whispered genuinely, his thumb stroking the ba

"Different could mean he's changed approach, not that he's stopped." "Yes." She pressed the pencil lightly against the page. "But Chloe talked to him at the school. I don't know what she said. I know what she's like and I know that whatever she said was specific and accurate, and he heard it." She looked at the sketchbook. "He'll come to the open day. He'll sit in the back. And then we'll see what he does after that." The little girl was asleep in the back room, her breathing audible through the half-open door in the slow, committed way of a child who is not going to wake until morning. Colette listened to it for a moment.

Maureen could see the anger in Anna’s face, but Michael didn’t seem to care; he only moved closer, his expression turning almost sinister. Maureen’s heart raced as she took in the scene, feeling a mix of unease and concern. She couldn’t hear what they were saying, but she could tell from Anna’s reaction that whatever Michael was up to, it wasn’t good. Holding her breath, Maureen stayed hidden, her eyes fixed on the tense exchange between Anna and Michael. Maureen immediately took out her phone and snapped them both as Michael was holding her hands. “Stop this Michael! It won't help your miserable situation. You lost your chance!” Anna said and yanked his hands off hers.

Both men gazed at her with the unwavering devotion of loyal knights. The tenderness in Ryan's eyes for Olivia was something he had never shown me. No wonder I had always sensed his love was never truly mine. His heart had always belonged to someone else. Olivia's message came right after the photo. 'Whether it was five years ago or now, you will never beat me. As long as I need them, they will drop everything and come to me.' I did not reply. I simply blocked her. Ryan and I had grown up together. However, after we started college, he went north while I went south.

His eyes burned, glassy, but he refused to let the tears fall. Michael shook his head, stepping back. “You can lie to Carter. You can lie to Hilda. Hell, you can lie to the whole world if you want. But you can’t lie to me. I know you. And I know one thing for damn sure.. your heart still belongs to Briella. And it always will.” Hayden gripped the edge of the desk until his knuckles split. And for the first time in years, he looked like a man who didn’t know if he wanted to fight anymore or just let himself drown.

Sophie noticed the change in his demeanor. “Are you alright?” she asked, leaning closer. Michael feigned a smile and looked at her. “Of course, I am. I’m just kinda angry that he’s so hot. Now I’m worried my girlfriend won’t find me attractive anymore.” “What?” Sophie placed her phone aside and pulled him into an embrace. “I’ll never think that. You’re the cutest guy ever!” she chuckled, squeezing him tightly. But Michael’s smile quickly faded again, his mind drifting back to the man in the picture. ‘So his name is Alex…’ he thought. The mysterious man he had been trying so hard to forget was now closer than he could have ever imagined.

hazel muttered and the students laughed at her craziness 🎤 congratulations,,, hazel alex said with a wide grin 🎤 now,,,the first person on this list really made me shock,,,, he’s really a genius,,,,, 💖 michael! michael! the students interrupted him and alex was surprised,, how did they know that?? 🎤 well i guess it’s the person you all are expecting,, and that’s michael oliver,,,, michael got up and walked to him almost getting touched by most of the students,, 🎤 doesn’t he look like me?? 💖 yeah!! alex hugged him skip skip⏩⏩⏩⏩⏩ “ wow,,so like seriously now. you mean,,we all are attending the same university????? this is amazing!! it’s the best moment in my whole life!!!! ” hazel said i

Michael smiled, his eyes glinting with triumph. "I've also discovered that Hanna has a secret admirer," he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "Someone who's been watching her from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike." I felt a pang of fear. Who was this secret admirer, and what did they want with Hanna? "Who is it?" I asked, my voice urgent. Michael paused, savoring the moment. "I'm not sure yet," he said, his voice slow and deliberate. "But I'll find out. And when I do, we'll use it to our advantage."