Mikey Schmidt Novels & Stories

"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.

I smiled. The spiked brown hair guy with the pierced ears was the next one to shake my hand. He told me his name was Mikey, again I stared at his perfect chiselled face, like why was all of Mitch's friends so hot? I already looked like Shrek compared to Cassie and Cherry, now I had to look like the Predator against these three stupidly hot people.

How can I help him? Liam: [why are you being so excited?] Mike: [I really don't know.] Liam: [Boss Mike, you are a little strange. You've been bragging about it for three years, and you deny it now.] Mike wanted to cry. [I really don't know, really.] Liam sent a voice message directly and sneered, "Well done, you two, shut me out? All right.” Mike really wanted to rush to SL and kill Jacob.

“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!”

For him, hair coloring was an obvious health risk. What can we do to bring Mikey back ? “He was a special person in my life and I miss him. The man I fell in love with in 2012 is not the same man I am seeing now. Even though I'll be there in full force, I miss Mikey . —Now that the 5sos are no longer four close friends, I can't look at them the same way. It's hard to watch their interviews or concert videos due to the obvious animosity between the three of them and Swat —.

“Do I look like I’m kidding? Give me the mic and tape, and I will tape it on her.” Fine.” Mikey says as he opens the suitcase and pulls everything out. True to his word, Bryce tapes the mic to my chest and makes sure that no one sees me with my shirt open. Once my shirt is closed, Mikey walks around to make sure that you can’t see any traces of the mic. Then he steps close to me and speaks down into the mic. “Testing, can you hear me?” Mikey and I both have an earpiece in our ears. My hair covers mine, and I hear “good to go.”

"I'll tell you what I know, all I know but you gotta promise to keep your end of the deal." I gave him a stern nod, "You have my word," I replied, "Now tell me, what's Emilio's biggest weakness?" Mikey hesitated, his gaze fixed on the floor. After a moment, he muttered a curse under his breath. "Fuck it," he whispered. "His family..." I arched an eyebrow. "His family, huh? And how do we get to them?"

Mike only wishes this nightmare will come to an end. -------------