Mikey Barone Novels & Stories

’ Mikali answered, a twinge of fear in his voice. David remained standing while we waited for Mikali. Mikali hurried into my office ten minutes later, his shaggy brown hair a mess. I raised an eyebrow as I caught the scent of a female I didn’t recognize. “A little preoccupied, Hamilton?” I questioned. He gulped and looked down, embarrassed.

Travis Maybe this was a bad idea hosting the game while Kaylee and her friends used the pool , I wish I didn't notice that a particular girl barley legal has on a thong bikini I also don't like the way the guys are looking at her ,or how I am looking at her as she laughs with a boy I don't recognise is he her boyfriend?. "I don't remember high school girls looking like that while i was in high school " Michael unlike Carter he's divorced and has sworn off woman after his Ex wife took half of everything he ever worked for.

“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.”

“For someone that you do not really know, did not see, except for the few times where she tried to play perfectionist, you are putting away too much efforts on her and way too much faith in her.” I turned slowly, eyes narrowing on Mikhail, my most trusted Beta. He stood near the bookshelves, arms folded behind his back, gaze steady. Always the calm one, the level-headed one, but never afraid to speak what he saw. He was the one person who could speak to me freely. The two of us grew with one another, rose from the ashes together, stood strong, stood against everything that defied us. This was not just an alpha and beta conversation, this was a friend's conversation.

This was the very bar she was warned about. Arriving at the bar, Boma felt relieved to secure a table at one end of the bustling room. Though the place was packed, it was spacious enough to accommodate the crowd. The colorful, dim lights added to the festive atmosphere, enveloping the room in a vibrant glow. Boma felt a sense of contentment with her decision to go out. Surrounded by mostly couples and groups of friends, all seemingly young and familiar faces from school, Boma couldn't help but recognize them. The university's location on an island in the thriving Village of Norwood made it easy to spot acquaintances.

So to prevent such from happening, I had to avoid looking straight into his eyes. "Go do your job." Alpha Kyle's voice came after a moment of silence. Immediately, I stood up and bowed to him heading to do my job. I was in charge of keeping the whole pack clean. Looking at the way the pack was at the moment, it seemed like I had been unconscious for a rather long time. I knew I had a lot of work to do, I couldn't dilly-dally around and immediately started my work. Even though at this time I could hardly move as the pain in my body was immeasurable, I had no other choice but to do what I was asked to.

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.

“Biggest wrap party in America, in Orlando, yeah, it wasn't very hard to put the pieces together. Plus, I had to come say hi, those idiots were the first production company willing to try out MIC.” “Mike?” I asked as I dumped my empty cup on the dirt floor and grabbed the chains of the swing. Carson gave a low chuckle, one that even though came from him, rattled inside me. “No, not Mike, doll, M-I-C. It's this new high-tech camera we've been developing. The boys in white have a long complicated name for it but I just call it MIC. Easier to remember, and say.” “Oh good. And here I was thinking that you gave a production company a man to try out.”

Katerina: “What do you mean that we’re having sudden competition?” I asked my manager “this is a hotel and a trusted one, not some restaurant that just opened” “Mr. Domenico Mancini opened his line a few blocks away, ma’am, and almost all the big shots are going there now. I am not sure what he has in mind, but he is the owner of the building that has been under construction for the past year” he said, and I nodded, letting out a quiet laugh. I knew that Domenico wouldn’t just come here for peace. The man had to have his share of something somehow, and it seemed like this was just the beginning of his dirty games.

She drove to Turn On Bar as soon as she hung up. Turn On Bar was one of the most complicated places in town. It was said that it belonged to Jake Moore, son of the American Mafia boss, Paul Moore. When Miya stopped at a traffic light, she suddenly realized that she had better inform Xenon. Turn On Bar wasn't a place for her to go alone. She wasn't sure if Xenon would help her and her friend, but she also thought there came the chance to find out if Xenon cared about her. "Xenon, my friend, has got into trouble at Turn On Bar. I was wondering if you can..." Her phone battery went dead before she could explain. She put her phone down frustratingly.