Michael Kick Novels & Stories

My hand shot out instinctively, gripping the wall for dear life and some stability. This only seemed to spark more anger inside my little friend. “What is your name again? You were too insignificant to be in the documents I had on this place.” Michael taunted and took a step closer. “I am Alpha Killian-“ “Killian. Good name. Hardy. So sad it starts with the word kill,” Michael shook his head and grimaced down at the bleeding Alpha. “Look here, Killian. You can either heal my friend over here and be done with it. Or I’ll put a bullet in your skull and be done with you. He is suggesting the latter. Think I should indulge him?”

Suddenly the doors were yanked open, and Michael walked in, dragging a dead beta of the Vivian Pack. “Hello friend” Michael smirked to the surprise of Jake. “Long time, no see.”

I start to kick and scream “PUT ME THE FUCK DOWN” “I am sorry ma’am but if I let you get out I am a dead man” – Michael said. “Fine, I will go inside but put me down” Michael put me down and I could see his perfect face now, he had dark brown eyes and obviously, he was taller than me. I walk into the house and sit on the second step that goes to the upper floors. “Ma’am” – Michael says “What?” – I reply annoyed “I am sorry for touching you without your permission”

"Are you fucking shitting me. How do you think I feel. I was shot in the head by my own family. I still don't know why? And I can't see SHIT also on top of that don't call me Mikey it's Michael" Michael yelled at the top of his voice his frustration could be heard in every word. "That's good, so your angry. Yes?" these words were said so calmly by the mysterious voice but yet each time the voice sounded Michael was getting more annoyed. "What the fuck do you think?, who are you anyways?, are you hear to take my soul now?" Michael asked. "Good Mikey. That's very good that you angry. I want you to remember your anger Mikey, before that now's the time for introductions I'm the god of death Mike

I ask him figuring we should start over. “Now that’s a little better, Kate; pretend like you want to get to know me,” he says before adding, “My name is Michael.”. “Well Mike, tell us why you are here,” I suggest to him. I push an Alpha command with it as I am getting tired of playing his game. As he gets uncomfortable knowing he’s being commanded, he suddenly breaks, “I said my name is Michael. I am here to deliver a message to all of you,” he says.

"Michael. But you can call me Mikey." "Mikey, how fitting," he said, his goofy grin still present. "Oh and this amazing person next to me is going to be the next Bill Gates, I'm sure of it!" "Shut up, you turd," his friend yelled, hitting him in the head. Then he looked at him and gave a small smile. "Eric." And from that moment, Mikey knew that Anton Emma was something. He would be the key to reaching his goal in football.

Once he realizes this he lunges at me. I stepped to the right but he was already anticipating this, and he kicked out his right leg, making contact with my stomach. I curled forward from the force of the kick. I see his left fist coming at me. I quickly blocked it with my right hand, and swiped my right leg out, effectively taking both legs out from underneath Michael. He lands on his stomach, and I go to kick his side but he quickly rolls to the side, avoiding it. He's a little faster than I anticipated. But I'm still faster!

With a low groan, he slumped back into his seat. Micheal was handsome with features similar to Easton but in a more manly manner. He was five years older, after all. He also had green eyes and stood at six feet two. He oozed a powerful aura as he turned to face the crowd. His lips curled into a smile, but the smile was nothing friendly. He actually made people even more uncomfortable. “My name is Michael Black," he began, his voice steady and commanding. "And I’m here to set the record straight. Scarlet is no fraud. Everything you’ve heard tonight or any other time is nothing but baseless lies designed to tear her down."

My kick does nothing. ​"You set me up!" Blood comes out of his ears. I can feel it oozing out of mine too. I scream loudly. A sharp pain hits my stomach but it isn't from Michael. What's going on? I roll over so that I'm on my stomach. Sometimes if I put pressure on a spot the hurts the pain starts to feel good. "I'm going to find you and I'm going to kill you. You have three months." Then I wake up.

Getting up and making a futile attempt to run away and displeased at his action, Michael took part as well. He rose from the seat and kicked Lucien hard enough that he fell on the ground and kicked his face again, making him bleed from his nose with uncontrollable tears streaming down his face. “Ow…” I whispered, turning to Jake when Michael glared dead into his soul. “He is so dead. He made Michael angry.” Jake whispered. I nodded, gulping hard when Michael began to kick him constantly until he was a bloody and trembling mess. “Please…” He whimpered, shaking on the ground, curled like a ball, screaming in pain and anguish.