Michael X Ennard Novels & Stories

“I am going to need you to help me, not stand against me. You are the one person who can actually help.” For a long moment, Maxine didn’t speak. Then she sat back, folding her hands. “Alright. Tell me what you need.” I looked at her, really looked, and for the first time, saw not just my lawyer, but the only ally I had left. “Everything,” I said quietly. “I need to make this real. I need it to stand. If Xavier tries to shut me down, I want him to find out that I already built something he can’t break.”

she placed her hand on his chest, and continued, “A part of your heart will always be connected to him. You will still miss him, as will mommy. Both of you still have each other, so there will still be sad days, but there will also be happy ones.” Michael sniffled some more and leaned into Lucianne’s chest as she stroked his arm. After a moment, Michael looked at Xandar and asked, “Do you have a papa?” Xandar smiled and answered gently, “I did, but he died a long time ago.” “Oh…did you grieve?” As Xandar gently stroked the boy’s hair, he replied, “I did.” Michael then murmured, “Okay.”

Irritating was an understatement, and while the public’s opinion was mixed most media was at least putting the events that happened in a positive light. Michael, for his part, had completely devoted himself to the city’s PR campaign after quitting Howard’s bakery with an apology. With Edwardo’s help he was finally able to start some psychotherapy, even if he wasn’t sure it was helping yet. He and Edwardo had finally finished getting the rest of Michael’s stuff moved over to Edwardo’s place, and they were already talking with contractors on turning some unused bedrooms into a functional studio space.

Her son had indeed attacked her. "You know what? You would answer that later. What's the update on Alicia and Xavier?" Then Ella remembered. Xavier was the young man who had gotten the role of a cleaner in Michael's company, despite his qualification. He had been very hardworking and had only been noticed when he interrupted a meeting Michael had with foreign investors, with brilliant ideas of which they partnered. Michael had been intrigued and set him up with a loan to start his own visioning business. Within few months, the business had kicked start into manifesting yields and he became as rich as Michael was. Still, they maintained their friendship.

how long was he standing there, is he just going to stang there and not help me? He just stood there no emotion radiating from his face so I just let them do what they wanted once they were finished they left but I kept my eyes on Zach how he would just let them do this to me this was the moment I realized that my Zach was gone I had no idea who this Zach was but he was not the same Zach who used to adore me and took care of me and not the Zach who would always defend me from the bullies today is the day I realized that, that Zach is dead. When I got up I realized that Lia was here the whole time while they were beating me but she didn't do anything. She and Britteny are on the same team.

He took it for granted and made a fool of me Nicklaus Michaelson was the only man out of all the men I know, he was the only one that ever treated me right, back then I use to hate him for he was greater and richer than Xavier in the business world, I was in desperate to see Xavier win thinking he would continue to love me like he uses to

" Pablo Neruda. As much as I didn’t want to admit it: I’m addicted to Mr. X. He always gave me good morning and good night, always kept himself present, and when he could not, always found a way to talk to me. Mr. X says: Good night, Doce. Dahlia Penedo Salazar says: Good night to you, Mr. X. Mr. X says: I have some news for you. You’re the first person I’m telling. Dalia Penedo Salazar says: Say, I’m already dying of curiosity. Mr. X says: I’m applying for a position as Division Director in Switzerland. If all goes well, Switzerland will soon be my new home.

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.

Xavier shrugs his shoulders, “What do you think? I have to work to survive. Work less, Rich less.” Mike scoffed with an eye roll, “If someone like you- Xavier Huston, the only heir of the Huston Holdings, can say that…Then, what stops me?” Mike added closing the file, Xavier chuckles. “okay, I will go ahead and prepare for the week, Excuse me,” Mike said and was about to leave when he stopped at the door way and turned. “Oh Yeah, it was your bike rearview I broke. The new limited edition you just got from LA..to be precise….” Mike mumbled almost like a whisper but Xavier heard him loud and clear.

There was a light-heartedness to his tone that allowed the tension in my muscles to ease. “Well, I...Um—” The guy ran a hand through his slightly disheveled hair and gave me an honest look. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable just now. Honestly, I think anyone who has the ability to rattle off a whole list of effects for any flower or herb is nothing short of remarkable.” “Oh, well, I don’t know if I’d say ‘remarkable’—” “I would,” he affirmed. “My name is Michael, by the way.”