Mikey Barone Novels & Stories

“Let’s see, “ I said as I typed his name. However, the search came up empty. There were no listings of a company or any business under his name. I furrowed my eyebrows wondering if what I experienced that morning really happened. The man was wearing Armani and driving a Rolls Royce. He had to have a company somewhere. When I searched the name Markos alone, the search results showed a bunch of people I had never seen before. I gave up and closed my laptop. The rest of the day went by fast, with Markos sneaking in and out of my mind occasionally. Soon, it was time for my shift at the bar. It was a shitty bar that was walking distance from where I lived. When I got there, I put on my skimpy un

I had to find a way not to let the darkness overtake me but also not let the pain come back. I paused outside of the bar, trying to decide whether to go for a drink or go and find Spike. I stood there confused and feeling lost, wishing that I could just forget about everything and live a life full of freedom. Placing my hand on the door, I felt a pull telling me not to go in. I wanted to listen to that voice, but the part of me that wanted to live life on the edge urged me to go in. I pushed open the door, a thick layer of smoke hit me in the face as I did. The bar was filled with people all talking in their groups, but as soon as I stepped, they all stopped and stared at me. I ignored their

Mikey curses and looks around but I guess the coast is clear because he slips in and closes the door behind him, "I need you to make my face bleed somehow. Punch me hard." "What?" He asks, looking at me like I'm the biggest weirdo. Mikey is the slowest one, but he always does what I ask, "Fine, I guess..." He gets his fist ready and I brace myself, but right before he goes to punch me, he stops and grabs his rifle. "I think this is going to be easier," he says and takes it off the sling. I don't think he wants to shoot me, so I lift an eyebrow as I watch him turn it around to hit me with the back of it, "Bring your face closer."

“I know you can handle yourself, but let me be your Dad.” I marched to Jessica’s house, where I pounded on the door. The second it opened, I strode straight in uninvited. “Is your mate here?” I asked the woman who had opened the door. She said nothing. I turned around and glared. “Answer me.” She nodded, “Yes, Alpha.” “Call him.” “Bruno,” she said, her voice shaky. “The Alpha wants to see you.” A few seconds later, a man came into the hallway. Bruno Michaels. He worked at the base, loading and unloading trucks and moving supplies around. I’d never really known him, but he was roughly my age and I remember him from school.

Cain Cadell I knew moving to Midwick was a good start. The town held a strong connection to almost all kinds of supernatural, it only made sense that I make it the place I rule from. I know I still have plenty of fights, maybe even wars, before I become a Lycan. "Perhaps tonight you'll finally find your mate." Daniel Braxton, my Beta and best friend, said as he came to stand next to me on the balcony. "You haven't lost hope yet?" I shook my head, "I will be thirty in a few months, Daniel. No wolf goes that long without their mate if they were ever meant to have one."

Mia's POV: “So, you ready for it?” Mikey asked. “I wouldn't be here if I wasn't,” Jackson said, confidently. “I like that. These are my guys; Shark and Speedy.” Mikey said introducing the people standing next to him. “Speedy is in the race. Shark helps me around so stuff goes according to plan.” Jackson shook Shark and Speedy’s hands. “It's nice to meet you. I hope we have a good race,” he said to Speedy.