Michael Myers Fanfic Novels & Stories

But the look on his face told me otherwise. "If you keep me tied to this bed for seven months, I’ll be paralyzed!" I shouted, panic rising in my chest. "Isn’t that better?" Michael said, his voice dark and dangerous. "Then you won’t ever be able to escape from me again." He moved closer, his hand slipping under my nightdress. I flinched at his touch, but my body reacted on its own, a traitorous shiver running through me as his fingers brushed against my skin.

I wasn’t even expecting him to pick me amongst all the gorgeous people on that dance floor. ‎I didn’t even know his name. ‎ ‎The only thing burned clearly into my memory were his eyes — heterochromia, one piercing blue, the other a deep golden-amber. They had stared down at me while he thrust so deep, watching every moan and whimper with dark satisfaction. ‎ ‎“Fuck…” I whispered, my voice hoarse from screaming the night before. ‎

Michael says darkly. Cassandra trusts Michael so she does as she’s told, Michael leans her over the bed and pulls her panties down. Cassandra can only hold herself up with one arm so Michael wraps his strong arm around her waist for support. Cassandra then feels something glide into her hole. Her breath hitches at the pressure. Michael Leaves the plug inside, pulls Cassandra’s panties up, and turns her around. “I want my seed inside you, I want you to remember you’re mine, while you have everyone’s eyes on you tonight,” Michael says, eyes sparkling.

Maybe I wasn't reasoning right now, but I nodded. ' I won't leave here alive, will I?' Michael snickered. ' Don't worry, I'm sure you could get him in a fight,' I joked. Michael was a top warrior. ' Oh, I wish,' I pulled my body away from him and looked at Michael. " What do you mean you wish?" I whispered. " Sweetheart, that's Luis Vanders." I knew that already. I could sense Luis' inner Lycan was strong, but undoubtedly not as strong as Michael's.

I gestured grandly to the brunette vamp with the earring. "Oh, but it's true," Michaels retorted in a low voice with a smile on his face. He had a wild look in his eyes as they flared. He was clearly mad. Crazy. The worst kind of rogue vamp. "She's very much in love with me, and she will do as I ask." "You're lying!" I yelled at him, my eyes flaring. "Annie would never be with you! She could never be in love with you!" "Well," Michaels said, matter of fact, taking another step closer, stopping directly in front of me. "Whether she's in love with me or not is irrelevant." Then, he said in a low voice. "So long as I get what I want."

Ceraline POV Shit. Did Michael go to Austin and say we are mates? I need to minimize his importance and highlight Austin. I need to convince him to let me out of here. “Because I love you Austin. I’ve always loved you. I’ve never made my feelings or attempts to win your affection a secret,” I begin, “Michael was unfortunately paired with me, but I could never love him. The Moon Goddess wanted to downgrade me by pairing me with him. How could I stay mated to him?” I added.

"Wow, you are gorgeous. Now I want you to touch yourself run your hands over your body while dancing as sexy as you can." I wanted to get up and kill him but I can't. I was struggling but it was no help. I love Adrianna. We might argue from time to time but that’s what siblings do. I couldn’t bear listening to how Michael was playing with her. The only relief I felt was knowing she wasn't touching my sister with his filthy hands since he was beside me pointing a gun in my head to make her do as he says. But it was too much to hear him command my sister to act as his personal stripper. Adrianna is a tough woman and she always has been there for me. "Now, I want you to touch your pussy." Micha

Michael cried out in alarm. Xavier was unfazed, and he shamelessly responded while helping Michael take off his pajamas, “Hm. I’m hungry for you.” Michael almost cried out. Drugs could certainly not heal what was coming next. His fiancé was not a cold-blooded demon—but a horny one instead!

, Michael said just as he picked up his expensive white sleeve shirt and rushed out of the room, banging the door behind him. I felt relaxed not knowing what Spiffy had planned. Michael was my mate and the leader of one of the strongest Pack in Moon Hills, the Blue Fangs Pack and I was his Luna. Not quite long, my maid Steph walked into my room panting as she said “Alpha Michael said you should come down to the living room”. The scent of Spiffy's perfume filled the living room and as I was about to Sit beside my mate Michael he halted me with his hand as he said “Do not sit, hear what he has to say”.

I can almost hear Michael laughing again. But deep down, I feel my heart getting hardened. Michael Peterson lit the fire. Now watch me make him burn!