روايات وقصص ضمن Mikey Brother Tokyo Revengers

He is happy to meet his friend. "Brother Tsu, do you know him?" Lin Feng asked curiously. "Yes, this man here is my friend. A very trusted friend is Mikael Miles. Mikael, meet my muse and brother, Lin Feng. I hope you two get along, "he smirked. Giving Lin Feng a knowing look s

Mikey suddenly promised the man in front of him, Keng. "Ahhh, Clark I know that. He is your father." Keng promised the boy he smiled at her. "How old are you?" "I'm 10 years old." He said to Keng. But when I looked at Keng it was like he was pointing at something else or something, hmm... "Come on Mikey, let's eat. Let's all eat." Sister Aelin said to Mikey and us. Mikey was the first to walk towards the table, Nathan and Jasral looked at them again.

It might be something else. “Okay.. I guess we will leave you two to it..” I said and attempted to leave with Natalia, but Mateo held me back. “Zade, this is my brother, Doug, I am Mateo, and this here is my brother's girlfriend. We are all acquainted with Mikey here. I see he is too stunned to speak, huh?” Mikey nodded slowly and managed to force a smile. “Oh, hi everybody.” He waved at us. Everything about him was screaming Gay, it was so obvious!

"My brother" Ryu was impatient. "I know Yamaguchi Kento. I'm talking about the one with the mask" Kenji smiled even wider, giving nothing away. "My brother" Ryu was taken aback at the answer. His brother? But Yamaguchi Kenji had only one brother! And that... that person with the mask looked so familiar. Those eyes, they were so alike! Even with his mind in shock, Ryu's face was expressionless. As blank as a white sheet of paper.

The Luna sighed, picked the bracelet back up, and slid it on again, thoughtful. "Why haven't I heard about this? Which lucky wolf is it?" I pressed my lips together and gave his name. "Graham Lyall. Your second son." At that, the Luna sat up straight. She had two sons. The elder was Damien Lyall, who carried the Lycan bloodline and would be the next Alpha. The younger was Graham Lyall, solitary by nature and a formidable fighter.

They were already outside waiting to be introduced and follow us. I walked closer and introduced them. “This is Mikey and Hals. Mikey is going to be Leon’s bodyguard, and Hals is going to be your bodyguard from here on forward,” I told Ariella. Leon bounced up to Mikey, putting his hand forward proudly. “Hello, Mikey! You’re going to be my guard. You and I are going to have a great time shopping and eating ice cream.” Mikey, who was twenty-one, had been sworn in our world when he was sixteen. He was sharp, dependable, and still young enough to let Leon have fun, but not so young that he couldn’t protect him.

I look up and see the voice that spoke belongs to William, Scarlett's brother from the dinner at Ryan's. Max holds me up and Ryan makes a mistake of groaning in a trail to pull himself up from the floor. Max face twists into one of rage as he probably looks at the hand mark now sitting on my throat in probably hot red with how much pain my throat was in right now. Max drags me to lean on a wall as he moves on top of Ryan and begins to land punch after punch. Ryan manages to get the upper hand as he flips them both over and continues his psychotic yell.

I said. There was dead silence after those words came out. Immediately after that, everyone burst into laughter. "Not me? Who is it then? You're so obsessed with me. Would you really agree to be someone else's mate? "Besides, there's only my brother in my family and me. My brother's been gravely ill ever since he was attacked by rogues. No one even knows how much longer he'll live. "More importantly, I heard his wolf was injured too. Apparently he can't even mark anyone anymore. Are you really choosing some loser who's even weaker than an Omega?"

In my previous life, my mate and brother killed me together on my marking ceremony, believing that I bullied their precious Omega lover for twelve years. After being reborn to my high school days, I will show then what the true bully looks like. My last memory of my previous life? Silver water eating through flesh and bone, the agony of it melting my eyes. Through blurred vision, I saw Sarah, protected behind my brother's back. I lunged forward with my claws extended, tearing through her heart.

The old Don’s face didn't show much. He sat up a little straighter. "Who's the lucky boy who's caught your eye?" My nails dug into my palm. "Your second son. Vitale." I watched the muscle in his brow ease. I'd guessed right. The old Don had two sons. Victor, the firstborn, his chosen heir. Vitale was colder and harder, and refused to be drawn into Family business. The Pacino Family couldn't refuse a Medici alliance. The old Don had chosen me, so one way or another, I would be marrying into his Family.