Mikey Mcr Novels & Stories

I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I love mint choco." He said and I stopped. "Disgusting!" I hissed and he laughed. "Why is that disgusting? It's good." "I feel like brushing my teeth when I eat that flavour." I shook my head. "Do you have a pet?" He asked. "I have a black labrador at home. How about you?" "Really? I have a labrador too!" He said and I turned to him completely surprised. "Millie.. her name." "Blue.. his name." I turned to him and looked at him straight into his eyes.

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Miriam, his twin, was a firecracker—fiery red hair cascading down her back, glasses on her nose that hinted at trouble, and a magnetic aura that demanded command. Then there was Mika Graves—petite but impossible to overlook. Her mother, the famed author Meeky, ran a prestigious publishing house, and her father helmed Graves Holdings, a multi-billion-dollar conglomerate. Mika was golden beige, effortlessly chic, her eyes sharp as a blade.

I looked directly into the microscopic, pinprick fracture in the brass plating of the pendulum's base. Right into the lens of the hidden camera. The camera that had been feeding a live audio-video transmission to an untraceable IP address for exactly thirty-six months. The camera Keith King believed was his greatest, darkest secret. I leaned in just an inch closer, letting the lens capture the full, unbothered warmth of my smile. I wanted him to see the look of pure, terrifying anticipation in my eyes. I stared straight through the glass, as if I were looking through a two-way mirror, directly into the eyes of the man on the other side of the screen.

Ambrose said, snapping Michael out of his thoughts. "Oh, hey. How are you," Michael said as he gently hugged Ambrose. "I should be the one asking you that," Ambrose mumbled. "I know. I just, don't understand how this could happen. I don't understand how Drake could go that far." A mix of emotions tainted Michaels' voice. Drake had a close relationship with Michael over the years, he treated him as his son. They were one big happy family. Michael's heart aches for Matthew and Ambrose but he couldn't get himself to be angered toward Drake. He's desperately trying to understand why Drake would do something as drastic as this.

He doesn't let me. Every time I leave the front doors there is always security to stop me. Tyler is not an exception either and as much as they are just following orders, it sucks. Tired of being cooped up in my room, I walk downstairs to pass the time with Maria. Vin fired all the workers and left only Maria behind. Gracie is still locked up. Vin has been trying to get information from her because he believes she is a spy or something but she proves to be stubborn. Meeting Maria downstairs, I decide to watch a movie and Ty joins us as usual. I hate to admit it but I miss Vin. We never got the chance to spend time together and it kills me to see him from afar without talking to him or being

"Hey, Al," Jake came over to give me a hug as we arrived at the racetrack. "Yo bro," I grinned back. "What's up man!" My brother turned his attention to Tyler who was stood beside me, giving him a passionate bro-hug which was majorly reciprocated. "That's a sick car you've got there," Tyler commented, gesturing towards the white Subaru parked behind him. "Impreza STI?" "Yep," Jake confirmed the car's make. "2006 model, so it's classic."

He pouted "I am your elder sis, you have to listen to me!" She replied "But I'm in Jss1, and I'm a big boy...." "Shut your mouth!" she ordered and he squeezed his small face I chuckled at that.... "Please can I go now? My friends are waiting, can't wait to let them know that your boyfriend has a sleek luxury SUV, Bugatti la voiture noire, rolls-royce sweptail, Lamborghini and lots more" Mikel said cheerfully unaware and I turned to look at Mirian that was surprised at that