Mikey X Draken Novels & Stories

But if I wanted to keep my head, it was probably for the best I'd just shut up. “I'm gonna kill you. All of you!” He growled. “W… we have…” Micah started, “...a common… enemy.” The truth. But it wasn't enough to stop Draken. Not until he was rid of his final breath. But then… all a sudden… he let go. Micah plummeted to the floor, and my body moved before I could control it, rushing to his side. His pulse was weak. His breathing, even weaker. “What the hell is that smell?” Draken growled. His head whipped back, and his eyes widened the moment they caught it.

Madchen was in awe, she had never seen such a beautiful sight, and her eyes lit up with wonder. An arm wrapped around her waist, and she looked up to see Drago peering over her shoulder. His long black hair was slicked back with a leather strap at the nape of his neck, and he was dressed in a green t-shirt and khaki shorts. “Do you like it here?” he asked her? “It’s beautiful,” Madchen was entranced by the tropical beauty of the Keys. “Not as beautiful as you,” “HuH” Drago grabbed her by the shoulders, turning her to face him.

Mikey said as he stood up, pulling me close to him and lifting me off the ground like a bride being carried on her wedding day. I heard my father, DK, and the rest of the people outside as they were about to walk in but before they can, Mikey darted past them and he started running away. “I’m sorry, Uncle Drake,” Mikey said as he paused in front of my father, "but Anya and I needed to talk." I can see DK ready to jump but Mikey didn’t wait anymore second and started running while carrying me in his arms. Mikey was a very fast runner, and it doesn't matter if he was in his wolf form or not, no one can beat him when it comes to running.

“Who presents this newest member to the pack?” Richard asked as he stood on the dais. The pack members were all seated at the tables and I stood next to Kiran. “I, Kiran Sinclair, Alpha of the Southern Alaskan Pack,” he answered. “Present your member to the pack,” Richard said to him. “I present Levi Montgomery Sinclair, son of Georgina Sinclair, taken at the age of two and raised human and unaware, born of the Southern Alaskan pack under Female Alpha Georgina Sinclair,” Kiran said.

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.

Gone. Corven gets slashed multiple times,distracted by my fall and his concern for me. And as the masked fighters barrel up the stairs towards Ingrid and Greta,I shout and scream for my dragon. And I'm met with hollow silence. Silence.

His eyes unnerve me, though - they’re a deeper crimson than Creed’s Alpha red. “Are you going to introduce me?” he asks Creed with a raised eyebrow, and I catch the glint of a metal ball in his mouth - a tongue piercing? Creed takes my hand and kisses the back of it again before walking me to where the other man is standing. “Cherie, I’d like you to meet the person who literally saved my life - Alpha Arkyn Vega, my mentor,” he says with pride. The man named Arkyn takes my hand and shakes it. “Pleased to meet you, Cherie - so you’re the unlucky one who gets to be Creed’s mate-”

Draydon states. Wow, his voice is super low and very raspy. It reminds me of those movies that have dragons in them, and when the dragon speaks, it has this low, raspy voice. I hear a grumble, and I look to my right. I see Kaleb with an irritated look on his face. I see Kylani sit down by Marcus, and I roll my eyes. She is doing this to irritate him because he smacked her ass earlier. I look at the new guys, and I see Blake let out a loud sigh. He goes over and picks up Kylani, who lets out a squeal and drops her down in Kaleb's lap. Oh, the look she gave Blake. Kaleb sits there with a victorious look on his face while she slaps his chest. These two are the most ridiculous couple

Drake dashed out of the packhouse and went straight for his black armored Lexus SUV. 'Maya! Caden!', Drake called thorough the mind-link. 'Where is Talia!?'

This was my first time attempting a backflip, and I seriously doubted its importance in a fight. "Just trust the process, Coraline. It's about fluidity and control," he replied. “Fluidity and control? We’re not doing gymnastics here, Zayn!” I shot back. “We need to learn how to take down opponents, not do tricks!” He chuckled, clearly amused by my annoyance. “You’d be surprised how useful it can be. The ability to move unpredictably can give you an advantage in a fight.” “Unpredictable? Sure, if I don’t break my neck first!” I exclaimed, shaking my head. “What’s next? A cartwheel? Should I bring a tutu while we’re at it?”