Michael X Jeremy Novels & Stories

See you soon, Talia. Mr. X (offline).

So, he said, “Michael’s blood test specimen results have not come out yet. You only said that he was poisoned, but we still don’t know what he was poisoned with exactly. If you leave, there are many more things that are still pending their results. Ivanka, you understand what I mean. The situation he’s in now can’t be delayed.” Xander is trying to combine modern and alternative medication. Under two different approaches, they could administer treatment to Michael the first chance they can get. Ivanka understood what he meant, but when she thought about how pestering and difficult Michael had been in recent days, she did not quite want to. But before she could say anything, Xander nodded towa

I will bring her after you Uncle Miles" Jeremy cut him off. It looks to me like he is not fond of the man. "Let's go," he said, leading me outside the building. I came out in time to see Rhea alongside the medical personnel that came with the emergency vehicle carrying Michael into the vehicle. "Is he going to be fine?" I asked approaching her. "Of course he will be okay, he is only napping," she said with a grin. "Take care of yourself, and don't cause any more trouble. Okay?" She said before leaving. I turned around to see Jeremy standing beside his car, he was just standing there lost in thought.

Michael yelled, clenching his fists and taking a furious sip of his wine. Suddenly, the door to his office creaked open, and Xavier walked in with a commanding presence. "No need to bother yourself, bro. I'm right here," Xavier said coldly, his voice laced with confidence and a hint of a curly smile. Michael’s eyes widened as he quickly stood up, shock and anger mingling in his expression. "Xavier?" he called out, almost disbelieving, as Xavier walked toward him with deliberate slowness, his hands casually tucked into his pockets.

" Michael smiled, satisfied. Ever since Jerome defected to him, he had gotten insider information about almost the entire New Chesire Group—including that useless good-for-nothing son-in-law, Alexander Kane. Even if Alexander knew how to fight, he was no match for Mordel Pharmaceuticals! He was the pesky bug he always was. "Enough. Don't stand there bothering me." Michael waved his hand at Jerome. He looked at the woman lustfully before taking off his shorts. Then, he pounced on the woman. Jerome quickly turned and snickered. "Have fun, Mister Lowenthal! Have fun with Amber!" He then walked over to the balcony. At that moment…

Xavier was the first to speak. Michael was surprised. He was expecting his friend to be angry and unforgiving. He wasn't expecting a brightly shining eyed man smiling widely at him. It was like he had been excitingly expecting his arrival and ready to give him a readied welcome. "Uh, how are you doing?" Michael turned his back at Xavier. He couldn't bare to look him in the eye, not after what he had done to him. How could Xavier keep the act up? "I'm healing fast, so the doctor says. How are you?" Xavier's question caught him steadily off guard.

Michael got annoyed. "What am I living for when my peace is just with me? She means everything to me, even going to the point of becoming the best thing that has happened to me. I wish you were in my show to understand better." Christian speaks with a trace of a bitter mind. He wasn't happy any longer. "Do you want to fall into Xavier's hands?" I believe he will smash you to death." Michael is scaring him. "We were once soldiers; we have what it takes to defend ourselves. How can Xavier, with his infidelity act, stand"? Christian asked Michael, working on his cage.

It was the first time she had ever hit anyone and the first time Michael had ever been struck. He touched his stinging cheek, stunned. "You're crazy!" He threw her a look of disbelief before turning and storming out. The door slammed shut behind him, sealing him off from her. Emmie slumped against the wall, feeling utterly drained. Meanwhile, at the hospital, Elijah had just taken his medication and was lying down when Michael's imposing figure appeared in the room. Michael's presence was impossible to ignore. Sensing that familiar aura, Elijah looked up and frowned, his voice weak. "What brings you here, Mr. Xanthos?"

Xavier snapped, his voice resolute as he shoved Michael away from him with a forceful push, then followed it with a punch that sent Michael sprawling onto the table. Michael turned, groaning as he tried to regain his balance, glaring up at Xavier. "I'm still your brother! Don't forget that, Xavier!" Michael shouted, his voice tinged with desperation. "You want to fight your brother because of that slut!?" He spat the words with venom, charging at Xavier with a clenched fist.

"We all do." "You know, I have often wondered why of all my father's first cousins, you're the only one who has carried this hatred for us. For that reason, a private detective was hired to dig you. Sources around you were bought over secretly and finally, after this recent episode of your attack, it was discovered that you are not my blood." For the first time, Jeremiah's eyes registered fear. "What are you talking about?" He demanded, trying to still sound tough. "I'm talking about the fact that you're a con artist. You're a fucking double." Michael told him