Mikey Future Novels & Stories

"His family, huh? And how do we get to them?" Mikey paused, closing his eyes briefly before reopening them with a newfound resolve. "Santino's got a son," he revealed, his voice firm. "Eight years old, attends school. If you move fast, you can snatch the kid before Emilio even knows what hit him. Get the boy, and trust me, the rest of them will fall into line real quick. You have my phone, there's a picture of the kid to help you get him."

Man, what a happy past . "Mirchan? What are you thinking?" Mikey asked me. "Nothing. Just a happy memory of mine." I answer him. He eats taiyaki here at the shrine. "You? What are you thinking?" "Hm? Oh .. I'm thinking about her." Mikey replied. "Man, who? Which of the two?" I asked him. "Her." he replied. I gasped. Jeez, can't believe he's not yet over with Yen.

Nikki added. “Really?” I asked. “Yup,” she replied, “Anything you crave for?” “Nothing in particular,” I said, “You know what I like.” I watch as Mikey continued to act cutely and smiles at me. “I’m not sure if I told you this but Mikey will be adopted soon,” Nikki said her voice was serious.

"How do you know Mike? if you cant give me answers I want or need right now then how can you be sure she wont reject me for getting close to a human?! I'm tired and agitated that I keep hitting dead ends. Its my future and I want to know. We weren’t even supposed to have a Fated Mate, but it never stopped the hope for one. And now that it’s been dangled in front of us we were grasping for anything to confirm it. " I wouldn't worry to much about it, it might be best if you don’t have all the information. But personally I have a theory, want to hear it?" mike tilted his head at me knowing we wouldn't turn him down. I wave at him and pinch the bridge of my nose waiting for him to speak

The look in his eyes was the same one he'd had when he confessed to me. A bouquet suddenly blocked my view. The guy holding it was way taller than me. "My name is Cole Clausen. Your future fiancé. Congrats on graduating." I smiled and took the flowers. "Want to take a picture?" The photo caught that exact moment. For the first time in forever, I posted. [Graduated. Going public. One like and we're getting married tomorrow.] Then I quietly liked it myself. *** Third-Person POV Joshua realized he'd forgotten to block Nellie from seeing his latest post.

It was bad manners to ask what species a shifter was, so Mikey hadn’t bothered looking closer than the fact they were shifters. “So, what will we do after we’re done eating?” Jay must have gotten over Mikey kicking him out of the motel room while he made the call. Because Mikey could see Jay’s interest in making use of the room for more personal business. Mikey was about to answer when his phone rang. “It’s the doctor.” He said to Jay. Jay waved to him to connect the call. “I guess it’s either terrible or great news.” Mikey connected the call and put it on the speaker. With his finger to his lips, he made sure Jay would stay quiet. “Hello?”

As happy as he was because he had met his mate, who turned out to be Ciara, he didn’t want to tell his friends yet. He had to discuss it with Ciara first because this would be a big announcement at Silvercrest. If Ciara becomes his partner, she will automatically become Luna. And Scott believes not all members of the pack can accept her existence. Because she was a rogue. “No,” Scott replied. They didn’t speak to each other after that, and only said their goodbyes as they got into each other’s cars. Maila came with Burke, so she came home with him, too. Scott started the car engine and was about to shift gears, but then stopped. He took his cell phone from the niche beside his seat and diale

Since I get to be adopted there earlier than before, I would have a lot of time to learn and train over it before I become a Luna. Although that is still quite a concern for me, especially after that disturbing dream I had before, it never left my mind; it kept appearing from time to time. But I’m quite good at shoving it away so it doesn’t ruin my already frayed mood. Fifth... I haven’t thought that much yet. I just covered the basics, since my future is quite muddled at the moment.

Behind him, through the doorway, I caught a glimpse of Michael in the study, head bent over papers, unaware of the conversation that had just taken place. *The future is still unwritten.* The fountain burbled beside me, water flowing endlessly in its circular path. I closed my eyes and let myself imagine, just for a moment, what that future might hold. My phone buzzed again with another message from Michael. *We need to talk. Tonight.* My heart stuttered. Whatever came next, one thing was certain—there would be no turning back.

About Rick. Eli didn’t laugh. He didn’t interrupt. He just stared, wide-eyed, as if she were speaking in another language. When she finally fell silent, breathless, he whispered, “Ava… do you hear yourself? You’re saying… you’re saying you met you. From the future.” “Yes.” Her voice cracked. “I know it sounds insane. But it’s real. The letters are real.” Eli’s hands tightened on the chains of the swing. “Do you have them? The letters?”