Mikey Schmidt Novels & Stories

And that was not something that I had to end, that is, of course, if we were to keep our reign up. “We are going to have to control them, Cosimo. They keep growing stronger, and if this proceeds, then they won’t only target Italy.” Mikhail, one of my Russian partners stated. Though human, the man was stronger than his kind. It was his recessive gene that took over in his case. He couldn’t shift despite being the son of two wolves. A shame for his bloodline. “As if you need to tell me what I already know.” I stated bluntly. The man shook his head at me, and I raised an eyebrow. “You doubt my word.”

“Look, you’re mad. Punch me.” “I think getting physical doesn’t suit my temper,” I said. “You’re petty. This is low.” “You haven’t seen her being petty yet,” another voice broke into our conversation. The owner of the voice walked down the stairs, black almond-shaped eyes looked down amused. He was half Korean, nicknamed Misha. His birth name was Gun Min He. He was the oldest member of KJM, having quit the FBI four years ago to work with us. With a lean, muscular figure and a height of about 5’8”, he had a presence that commanded attention.

“And I, Cato Loren, pledge my allegiance to the Stella pack and oath to use this power to help its people thrive and prosper. To stand by my side, I elect Elias Smith as my Beta and introduce Jessica Michaels as my Luna.” The sun grew brighter. Dad squeezed my hands as an ecstatic warmth rushed through us. It filled my veins and seized my muscles. My vision filled with a bright white light, as I felt like my feet had come off the ground. We could have been floating miles in the air, but my Dad still gripped me. He didn’t let go until the light faded and my vision cleared. Every wolf in the clearing kneeled. The men, women, old and young. Each one of them bowed their heads.

I thought I saw him smirking at me. Although he did look away almost the same instant, making me believe I just imagined what I just saw. "I thought you wanna try out for cheerleading," she said sarcastically breaking through my already flustered mind. "No thanks I am not interested," I said still trying to steal a look at her gorgeous stepbrother. "OK bye," she said as she swayed her perfect body covered in only skimpy cheerleading clothes back to her team. I am going to have a very interesting academic year, and even though I may not be in the Cheerleading team, but I am interested in Damian Anderson.

I asked curiously. "Okay, listen." He sighed. "Yurik knew that I know you and he completely used that to his advantage to save Micah's ass." "How did he know?" "Yurik can find out anything about anything. Nothing surpasses him but I'm convinced that my drivers car was traced back here. He found out who was at the bar and you...a stunning woman who just so happened to be the only one from this complex there that night. You and Micah have the same surname and he just knew. Yurik has fucking superpowers." He explained and his voice softened. I could tell that he loved his brother deeply.

Killian answered. “What a great place to think,” Mikey said sarcastically. Referring to the loud EDM music and lights flashing. “Ha-ha, yeah,” Killian stifled a dry laugh. “Well, in that case, we don't wanna bother you, so…” Liv was about to pull Mikey away, but Killian stopped them again. “No, you guys are not bothering me at all. Stay,” Liv and Mikey exchanged a look. They then nodded and took a seat in front of Killian. Killian was nursing a glass of scotch and he offered some to Mikey and Liv. Liv quickly shook her head and Mikey reached for the wine bottle instead.

"I should have told her before I left but I was tongue-tied. I didn't want to leave but I had to. I wanted us to start all over. She deserved that. God that woman deserves the best. On the highway, all I thought about was the look that will be on her face when I surprise her. I just wanted to get back to her then it happened. My last thought was of her and how broken she will be. She will always be My Mikky. My Mikky." Killian felt the man's pain in his heart. Mikel's laughter and the little boy's joyous scream had Dominic turning to a field to their right. He finally saw Mikel and the little boy. Light brown and blonde curls bounced with every energetic step, brown eyes light as caramel mat

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.

“The two of them are introverts so they can hermit together in their labs.” Liam shook his head. “I still intend of playing sports.” “So did I but now I live in the forest alone as a hermit.” Liam looked at me, surprised. “You played sports?” I scoffed. “Did you think I didn’t? I played badminton. Professionally I might add. I had trophies.” “Badminton is not a sport.” “Excuse me! It’s in the Olympics. You know what’s not a sport, football.” I wrinkled my nose at him and he laughed.

“So… November is the most beautiful woman in my eyes and I believe she is the one for me.” The guy groaned while the other woman laughs, “Oh God, Leo you’ve got it bad.” While November rolled her eyes playfully, laughing at Leo’s statement. “These are my best friends. Two of them at least…” Leo introduces, “Kaye Aubrey is a biotechnologist, she’s in private practice and this is Shane Michael he’s a—“ “Shane Michael?” November interrupted, she turns to the guy, “The swimmer, right? No wonder you looked familiar!”