Michael X Ennard Novels & Stories

Ronan glances at me, his shoulders slump and he whispers something so quietly, I don’t catch a single word. Frustrated, I grab his throat and press his back against the wall. I’m not hurting him, just restraining him and showing how serious about my questions I am. His eyes widen twice the size as he blurts out, “Michael is from the Deadfang pack, a very respected member in fact. He’s a high profile doctor, used to be a professor at Ravencrest. And... he’s a close friend with Deadfang’s Alpha too.” Ronan adds the last statement in a whisper.

I heard her call out my name in the earpiece but I couldn't answer, because I knew if she heard my voice she would know immediately what I was up to. At long last, Michael finally joined me in the basement calling out for his associates name who had already left the building. He stood in the doorway surprised, a smirk made its way onto his lips and he clapped his hands chuckling. "Ah, I should've known," he said shaking his head. "It was no coincidence was it?" "What?" I asked and he smiled leaning against the wall. "That Xania was here? In an art gallery, I haven't kept my tabs on her in a long time but I know how great of an actress she is, so was it all scripted?" He asked and I lifted a

Adrian About a week has passed since the networking event that Michael and I attended, the one that I ditched him to go plead my case with Stella. Only one good thing came out of it and that is the fact that Michael connected with a possible investor. The man is legit and has worked in the medical space before, having partnered with insurances in hospitals to develop new technologies that will save more and more lives, so we are very grateful for his interest in our company.

“I want to experiment on each of you.” “Huh?” Tony and Renald were dumbfounded. But Michael started to look amused. While Alexander was still… unamused. “I want to experiment on how your cells could make you immortal. So I can find the answers I need to cure myself.” Alexander covered his mouth but I knew he was laughing at me. I knew the man’s small gestures inside and out. He thought I was being crazy and too ahead of myself. “How about we talk it over dinner then? We can also talk about how you will crown one of us,” Alexander said. With his words, suddenly Xavier appeared behind him from a door underneath the stairs. I did not even realize that Xavier had gone out while we were talking.

Ivanka frowned and said in a deep voice. “Why? You won’t listen to me. Would you listen to others either?” Xander raised his eyebrows and asked on purpose. Michael coughed awkwardly. “But the company…” “You’re almost dead. What’s the use of making money if you’re not alive to spend it? Besides…” Xander quickly stepped forward and shot him a look. Then he lowered his voice and muttered, “This is the best opportunity. Don’t say I didn’t do anything for you!” Michael was completely convinced by this sentence.

Michael looked into Aiden’s eyes and he knew there’s something more than Aiden knows but he is not saying it. “Hey guys, I’ve heard about Cassandra’s health, is she alright now?” The owner of the voice was Eren Santorum, Michael’s elder brother. Everyone looked at him as he came to them with worry on his face. “Yeah, she is fine now.” Michael got up from his seat and hugged Eren, a bro’s hug then he turned to face everyone to make an introduction. “He’s my elder brother Eren Santorum and he owns a music label. And Eren these are Cassandra's brothers. The eldest Aiden Williams and he is a doctor. The second in the line is Izan Williams and you already know him, and this is Aaron Williams and

Even Hayden is more than enough of an investor for himself, so that can’t be Michael continued with pride, "Doesn’t matter. I'll be the first person to invest. No, we'll be a joint partner. We'll own it alone without..." Upon hearing this, Hayden’s brows furrowed, and he quickly spoke up on behalf of his beloved Zen. "Eh! What about Zenos?" Michael immediately snorted and rejected, "That guy is not allowed to." Turns out Hayden is a designer, yet Zenos didn’t let him know all this time…. “Huh, what is this?” Michael was interrupted by Xavier’s creeping hands that suddenly wrapped around his waist. Michael’s nose subconsciously wrinkled, and he smacked the hand away without a thought, but in

Michael laughed, joining us where we stood. "I'm not jealous, Michael. Let me introduce you all to my best friend, though I regret that he is at times like this. Meet—" "Michael Andrew, the famous actor is your bestie? My goodness, can I get an autograph, please?" Oyinda moved closer to Michael and stared with so much administration in her eyes. "Oh wow, you must love my movies so much," Michael drawled, obviously feeling extremely important. One thing about Michael was that he was a huge womaniser and I could tell that he was interested in Oyinda from the way his eyes stylishly roamed her figure.

Xyle’s words scared Michael to death, the fat on his cheeks trembled like jelly. Xyle’s surname was quite similar to Michael’s—Xyler Walker and Michael Wilson—sharing the same initial ‘W’. Yet, not only did this God of War not help him, he even considered beating him up? Michael thought to himself. Right now, he was not thinking straight at all. He was thinking hard, trying to come up with ways to get himself out of being killed in three strikes.