Mikey Mcr Novels & Stories

I looked up to see a lean man with blonde hair and bright eyes raising his hands in surrender. Ricco, Nicco, and Maximo shielded me with their bodies. “Viola, it’s me, Carlo Mancuso!” He yelled loud enough to see him. I finally recognized him when he said his name. “Ricco, let him through. He’s my friend.” My three bodyguards obliged and Carlo walked to me. He was the nephew to Stefano Mancuso, the leader of one of the four mafia families in Italy. He and I were not friends. I’d only uttered those words to ensure Ricco would let him through. I’d gone to boarding school with him when I was in high school—before I transferred to an all-girls boarding school.

I said nonchalantly as I scratched Beretta's head. “According to my intel, Mikkinol is well known in the underground racing community. One of the best racers in the world. He’s set to race in 3 days in Columbia, and with Shrinka with us, we’ll have an opportunity to get closer to Mikkinol.” Marciano and my father thought for a moment, before they both nodded at me, showing approval of my plan.

I heard a few grumbles and shouts of annoyance behind me, but I ignored them as I entered past the bouncers. I looked around and saw my friends in the VIP booth and as soon as they saw me, they waved me over. Mike, one of the guys, immediately handed me a shot and I quickly downed it before asking for another one as I sat down. One shot is handed to me, one after another until I'm left dancing in the middle of the dance floor. I could feel multiple bodies pressing against mine, but I didn't care. I just let myself get lost in the music. Hours and hours pass by and I could feel the exhaustion get the best of me. I went back to the booth, but found it empty.

Why have the milk when you could get the whole cow? She was here for Henry and it did not matter that he had married that waste of a rich snob, Elodie. She was going to have him and this was just step one of her elaborate plan, not even his mother would be able to stop her. “Do you want to go somewhere?” She winked at him. Henry smiled, he was also drunk and there was no way he could drive back home in this state neither did he want to go home. “Sure” He agreed.

The sky which was now dark, cleverly covering up the bright sky a while ago The dark sky was visibly seen to their sight if ever the person living underneath it had taken the time to raise its head and look at the sky Maki, the guy with the lolipop on his mouth and sneeringly objected and push his beleif that the S level heroes would not have the ability to take care of the monsters who had gone on attacking the neighbouring city this time, slightly squinted his eyes as he look at the sky devoid of anything. Name: Maki *** Age: 28 years old Identity: A1 Class Heroes Special Secret Identity: Elite Lover Original World: Earth Ability: Ice System Name: System 0000504321

He then turned to me and asked. “How about you, boy?” I was startled. “Ahmm.. Hawkeye of Dark Knight, 17. Best in operating latest gadgets like surveillance cameras and computers. In charge of infiltrating systems of target enemies. Just call me Miko Chan or better yet, Miko outside. Stargazer’s maintenance leader and Polaris’s waiter. I’m so glad to meet you JD-hyung! Oh, I mean, Black Dragon.” I nervously said offering my hand to him. His smile widens and accepts it.

Lee tease me and laugh. I smile to her. "You know if you are someone else, I will beat a shit out of you but you are my best friend and yes she is beautiful but HER BEAUTY IS ONLY FOR MINE"

“Yeah. Yeah. I know. Or I’ll be punished.” “Exactly.” He pulled away, giving me a heated onceover. When he walked out, it took a few seconds before I shifted my attention back to the computer. I typed in the name of the Russian mafia organization, finding more articles than I had on the Voltairs. After reading a few articles it had become apparent that they had no issue ruffling feathers, acting as if they owned the world. I started writing down a few notes, startled when I heard a man clearing his throat. I placed my hand over my heart as I peered at Mikey. “I didn’t see you standing there.” He has something in his hand. It looked like a hard drive. “What do you have there?”

Few things in life scare me, I’ve seen shit most people can’t even begin to rationalize. But the McGrath family well… I’ve studied them enough to know that I’m fucked. Even if I get out of here, he’ll be a dog with a missing bone on the hunt. He won’t let this go. “You lost love,” I hear, as I look up into the bright green eyes of none other than Mikey “The Shark” McGrath. Again, fuck … me. All fairies in their natural (not human) form usually have razor sharp teeth and a terrifying body, strong and capable of absolute destruction. But if you see Mikey’s natural form, it’ll be the last thing you see.

"Huh? You really like that moped and stupid guitar, do you?" "Let's destroy it !!" "Hey!" they all turned their attention to the newcomer. "Huh? It's that kid ..." "Another trash rolled in." "I forgot to get my swim trunks." Mikey whispered as he walked away in a daze. "Mikey ..." Baji whispered as if relaxed. Mikey stomped his right foot and kicked his moped hard. Cause it was broken, as was the guitar. "WHAAAAAAATTTT ??!" startled droning of men.