Mike And Will Novels & Stories

Things were almost going too well… and then the real accusations began. "Oh really?" Mikey shouted back. "What makes you two so chummy now? One trip away, and you're suddenly besties?" Both Rhett and Dan looked at each other, clearly taken aback. "Sorry, what does this have to do with the murder of poor Azalea?" Willow asked, pulling Mike by his shirt until he sat back down beside her. He shook his head, his fist clenching and releasing a few times as he was clearly trying to get his emotions under control.

This bond was a testament to their shared experiences, a tribute to their enduring friendship. As they ventured into adolescence, Jane and Mike discovered their individual passions. Mike excelled in sports and soon became the star player of the school's soccer team. His determination and agility, coupled with his charismatic leadership, won him accolades and admiration. Jane, on the other hand, delved deeper into her love for arts. Her paintings were a visual feast, capturing the beauty of Crestwood and its residents, including Mike's victorious moments on the soccer field.

We still lived in the same house, and I witnessed how they both loved each other. But I never liked that. "Auntie Trinidad, I successfully closed the deal," Neil announced to me. To my delight, I smiled. "Thanks to Sydney, though. He pushed me to work hard." I heard a lot of news from work, especially from company employees. Because Sydney and Neil worked often at the same time... they also went home together so that caused surprise to others. "I know they are both married," Marcus threatened me. This businessman had never really changed. Still ruthless. There was no sanctification. Even so, I still treated him well because we were just relatives. I know he was not gay to spread the word.

Mike looked up at me, his face softened with a quiet joy that made my heart flutter. "I think he knows I’m back," he said, his voice filled with wonder. I laughed softly, setting my purse aside. "Of course he does. There’s no way he could miss you." I watched them for a moment, unable to look away. There was something so natural, so effortless, about the way Mike held Christopher. It was as if they were two halves of the same heartbeat, already so attuned to each other that even a few days apart felt too long. I didn’t want to interrupt, so I slipped into the kitchen to make Mike his favorite coffee—black, with just a hint of sugar.

However, Tia doesn't want that and wants to deny, but before she could, Caleb refused Mike himself, "Thank you for asking, but we still prefer to leave." "I see, then I hope to meet you both again in future." Mike extended his hand to Caleb. Caleb raised his brows as he looked over him from head to toe before nodding lightly, "Hope so. It's nice to meet you, Mr Mike." He shook his hand briefly before leaving right away with Tia. Mike looked over their shoulder and his eyes filled with a mysterious smile as they watched them go.

He said and kisses Will's cheek again. "You're just too stubborn, I hate you!" Instead of getting angry Micah grins boyishly. "I love you too, bro!" He winks at Will. Will breaks into a smile and starts the car, he hits the road. While Micah focus on the food...few minutes in the ride, Will brought up a topic. "Right, do you think Alexa and Xander did... you know.. mated!" Will asked. Micah's spoon stops midway and stares at Will with his mouth slightly open.

“What do you mean? What ‘thing’ happened last night?” “Uh…well…you know how you said that you knew I liked someone? Yeah…it’s me, Sophie. That was me. I’m in love with someone else. Well, I’m in love with two people. Two different people. One of them is you.” “And who are they?” Sophie questions in confusion, her voice shaking slightly. Max gulps nervously. “Their names are Mike and Will. And they are the nicest people that I have ever met. They are absolutely wonderful. We spend all of our free time together and we fight a lot. But they are the sweetest people in the world.”

Though I was no longer the Alpha, Mike didn't dare disobey when he witnessed what happened to Rachel. "It looks like to me that Rachel is not hurt as bad as Willa, why do you think that is?" I asked Mike in a cold tone. He shivered. "I stomped on Willa twice after I crashed into her." Mike lowered his head, "I didn't know what got into me. It felt like an okay thing to do at the moment." "Honesty, that's admirable." I nodded, "I won't force you to hurt your mate then. You can choose either to hurt her, or let your mate hurt you."

Mike and Mika looked at each other. The man's profile sounded perfect. That was precisely what made them anxious. Their father couldn't have a rival. There couldn't be the slightest opening for someone else to enter Fay Willmer's life. They had to ruin the dinner. They had to!

I said as I watched Mike slam the poor boy on the ground. “Goddess, Reece!” Mike exclaimed. “How many times are we going to go through this?!” Will and I chuckled and I decided to give poor Reece a break. “Mike!” I shouted, making him look up at me. I waved him over and he looked down at Reece with a pissed-off look on his face. He told him something before walking toward Will and me. “Where is Maddie?” he asked with a hint of worry in his voice.