Michael Vey Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"You have nowhere to go now. Your house is burnt down to ashes with your father. You have no one to go to. If you want to live and start a new life, then better cope with the new life here, which is following my rules." Michael wasn't good with comforting. He was cold, heartless, and always stern. This was all a drama to him, a waste of time even. If this girl would continue throwing tantrums like a freaking child, then he would throw her out. Gail didn't answer again, but she hugged herself, watching everyone move. She flinched when a guard tried to come to her, moving away from his reaching hand. Michael noticed it, then something clicked in his mind. An abused girl would never want to be

Payton chuckled, which was immediately returned by Michael's hug. "Thank you... Payton, thank you so much. It means a lot to me, and I don't know how to repay you. But please try to find something about her. I don't care if she is Diana or not, but I really want to see her again." Michael was just happy that Payton didn't think he was crazy, but rather offered to help him. "My pleasure, master. I will not let you down," said Payton as he returned his master's hug.

Vanished into the back. My mate's eyes settled on me again. Flushed my cheeks with more heat than I cared for. Somehow just his presence felt like a betrayal to Siya. Even if we hadn't yet accepted the bond between us, there was something. The start of a potential love. Now I was in front of my new mate. Other mate. And the guilt I felt was kneading my insides into a pulp. "I'm Michael Evewood, by the way," He offered up with that same commanding tone he had used on his men. Like it was his default setting.

I retorted. Caesar sighs heavily. “Fine, if you're so worried about his anger problems then I’m just going to tell someone… That's all you have to do and it'll be over. Tell them everything that you told me: that he's abusive when you took advantage of you, and anything else that you can say. Just open your mouth, Michael.” I shook my head as the thought about speaking was beginning to make me feel anxious, “No… Just drop it. We don’t have to say anything.”

type gesture, and was about to take a swig, when Michael interrupted. “Whoa! Hold on, hold on!” He jumped into the center of our little circle, his hands clamped around several little test tubes, filled with a blue liquid. He began passing them out, and once everyone in our group had one, he continued, “I figured we’d all do a shot in honor of Danni’s 18th!” Danni looked at the vial in her hand questioningly. “What is it?” “It’s a blue kamikaze.” He replied. “Trust me, it’s good.” He flipped the top off of his with his thumb, and held it out, as he glanced around at the group. “Well?”

"I know for a fact she isn't here. Oh by the way you've never mentioned once how were your activities with Belle. Satisfying enough?" "What occurred between me and Belle was and is still none of your business. " I replied cooly. He clicked his tongue shaking his head. "See brother, this is the reason why you feel so lonely. You don't talk to me anymore. Wish us luck!" **** Michael sits against the car casually, eyes closed the appearance of having been asleep. I know he's anything but. A vappire chosen by my father and previously his own right hand, I bet he had seen his own fair share of blood and gore.

, 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”.

“Uncle Kidnapper said if they don't love me anymore, they'll ignore me. You want to ignore me just because you don't love me anymore, right? You just wanted to give me false hope, right?” Despite the tears pooling in Michael's eyes, his voice was surprisingly calm and blank. “You don't like me since I kept escaping. I'm different from other partners, aren't I?” Xavier was stunned by the way everything unfolded, but somehow he still managed to argue back. “No, I'm not…” Michael scoffed lightly, interrupting Xavier's words. “I'll leave for now, but I'll be back soon. Just know you are mine. I'll never let you be with anyone else.” Michael declared firmly. He turned and walked towards the mansi

He gave me a lusty smirk. “Well too bad, brother. She’s mine and I’m not sharing. Get your own damn toy.” Conor snapped grabbing his hand and pulling it away from me. Toy? I dropped my gaze back to the ground. I’m a toy? “That’s not very nice Conor. I have always offered my toys to you whether I was bored with them or not so you should return the favor! Especially with this one! She’s fucking hot!” Michael countered angrily. “Just look at those lips on her! I bet she gives amazing blow jobs!” I felt nervous as I could feel his eyes on me. After a few silent minutes, “Fine. When you get bored of her, I want to see what she’s like. Anyway, I have to go meet with father and the Generals since y

She has the same colour of hair and eyes like Catherine, the only difference is that her hair is straight while Catherine's own is curly. Looking at Catherine, she just stood there shyly unable to speak as her sister kept talking and giggling. Michael's next word snapped me out of my thoughts. "Although I'm hurt that my best friend kept such a big secret from me, I am still happy for you bro. I wish you the best" Michael said hugging me tightly but I could tell his excitement wasn't genuine. His lips are saying one thing, his eyes are saying another. Maybe he is still in shock, if I were in his shoes too I would probably feel the same.