Novel & Cerita Michael Vey Fanfiction

Daniel bows and leaves the office. Michael takes the picture and looks at it with a thoughtful gaze, “I wonder when you wll tell me your secrets and I also wonder what your secrets are, no matter how innocent you might seem, sometimes you forget to hide the ruthless glint in your eyes. “ Michael says in a low voice.

Chapter 143 *Elora's POV* "Arrrg..." I screamed out in pain as Michael spanked my ass hard while roughly thrusting into me. This was the heat period and I would have preferred having sex with someone else rather than this damn man called Michael, I remember passing out in his room and as soon as I woke up, he wasted no time in fucking me. Michael grabbed a fistful of my hell before yanking it backwards, causing me to groan in pain.

" You were always scared of her, you preferred Theodore as a mentor for her because you know her power, you refused to train her how to control her power. And more! " Rohan was trying not to yell, Micheal was looking at the grave all this time. He is waiting for his lover to come back, even if like a zombie, he won't mind. He just wishes she would come back. " It's raining too much Alexey, like you love it, come on, wake up. " Micheal whispered as he looks at the grave and all of a sudden. A hand was digging through it, and Michael ran, to help it.

The thoughts of Michael couldn't let me sleep, I kept thinking about him, thinking about the possibility of seeing him again. I stepped out of my bed and walked out of my room, I unlocked my phone and turned on my phone's flashlight. I walked inside the kitchen and opened my fridge and brought out a bottle of water. I sipped on the water and closed the fridge then walked back inside my room. Tomorrow is surely going to be nice to me. ***** I was already in the shop and Chloe and I already brought out the flowers and people were coming and going. Business is going great and I still had hope that Michael might stop by.

Michael just witness me daydreaming about his god-like body. "Um, I heard from Lincoln that you just captured a Raven," I said to Michael trying to divert our conversation. Michael stopped walking and looked at me with a sly smirk on his lips as if he's proud that he captured a Raven. "Yeah, he's in the cellar right now. I'll deal with him tomorrow." Michael responded to me and I just nodded as I watched him wearing the white boxer briefs and then he walked over to me and sat on the bed, wiping his hair with the towel.

I suddenly screamed. "What? You.." "You just saved me, Micheal! You are awesome!" I laughed. "You don't know how much that means to me... Thank you. See you at base."he said with a serious, crackling voice. The vehicle took a bush path and returned to the mansion through a rout I never knew existed, it entered the compound through an abandoned back gate and after a drive through an open land that I used to play on as a kid, a large door to an underground vault suddenly began to open in front of me, I sat there with my mouth half opened. The vehicle drove into the vault and it was like a whole new world began to unleash in front of my eyes. The vehicle parked beside other weird vehicles and t

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.

He just wanted memories Avelyn, which filled his brain before he was gone for good. "Stupid! I just want Michael! I don't need Elvis or Lean in my life. You damn con, Mic." Michael felt his neck tightly hugged, and Avelyn sobbed down his neck. Bewildered, he opened his eyes and saw that the penknife had fallen on the floor along with a piece of synthetic leather that had been stuck to his face to portray itself as McLean Kaofax. "Ave..." “You think I'll kill you?! You stupid!" "How do you know?" asked Michael absently. Before going to bed he had never thought that Avelyn would sneak into his room this morning pointing a penknife in his face. And after that he was struck by this fact, the fac

"She promised us power and connections in exchange for our support. When my father tried to say no, the Russo’s had already managed to take several of our family assets in possession, forcing my father’s hand." I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I remembered the countless times spent entwined with Michael, his touch soft yet possessive, his lips whispering promises of protection and devotion. How he still wanted to remain friends after all the heartbreak. Now, he was risking everything to bring Violet down, and I couldn't help but admire his bravery. "Over time, I realized that Violet's intentions were far from noble," Michael continued. "I observed her act in her club, a

Emma‘s POV After Michael stops speaking, I stand still, my gaze fixed on the wall, wrestling with a storm of despair and revulsion. His touch, his words—they sear through me, reviving every bitter memory, every moment of degradation he’s inflicted upon me. Yet, I understand the game now more clearly than ever. Michael’s behavior is the epitome of sadistic pleasure. The more I resist, the more he thrives, fueling his twisted desires. Understanding this, I resolve to adopt a new strategy: I will become the submissive prisoner, the one with Stockholm syndrome. This isn’t about genuine submission but survival, a play to keep Lily safe by any means necessary.