Mikey X Raph Novels & Stories

He cautiously walks towards us, no more running for this little guy, and once he was in front of me, he wipes his hands on his shorts once again before touching my tummy. “Wuna,” he said happily. Drake kneeled down and spoke with Mikey. “Did you get hurt? Do you feel any pain?” Drake asks. Mikey shook his head no. “Mwikey is stwong,” he showed Drake his tiny little arms and biceps letting Drake know that he was strong. “Wow, Mikey is a big boy now,” Drake said. Mikey nodded in agreement. “A big boy who can’t read,” Nori said as he approach us.

I countered with a swift kick to his ankle, sending him crashing to the floor. The door burst open, and a group of guys stumbled in, their eyes widening in shock at the scene before them. Only then did I register our state – both of us stark naked, Damario's face smeared with blood, and my own hand throbbing with pain, my knuckles torn and bleeding.

He didn't utter a word and took his eyes back on the road. "Drama queen" He muttered and I gasped. Wait...is that supposed to be an insult or a compliment? (At the mansion) Mykel's pov: I laid on my bed staring at the ceiling. I had almost forgotten there was a complex tattoo drawn around my body. I was forced to get it. And now Rissa's gonna tell the whole world I'm a bad person. What really happened to her? She used to be so sweet and calm when we were younger. I remember her.

Only Raphael remained after I killed the other guys. Raphael glared at me as he was terrified. "Please, Liam," he pleaded. Please don't harm me." I walked up to him with my rifle still pointed at him. My voice was icy and lethal, and I replied, "You don't deserve to live." Raphael knelt down and pleaded for compassion, but I wouldn't budge. Raphael's corpse sagged to the ground as soon as I fired the trigger. My pulse was pounding from the intensity of the struggle as I took a deep breath.

Raph grabbed my arm, his grip like iron, dragging me forward. “Let go!” I yelled, struggling against his hold. Raph snarled at me, his canines out. "You don't belong here, human." “Then let me go!” I twisted, bringing my knee up, catching him in the stomach. He grunted, loosening his grip just enough for me to break free. I stumbled back, feeling the hot rush of adrenaline as I raised my fists, my breath coming fast. I knew I didn’t stand a chance against them in a fight, but I wouldn’t go down without trying.

"No , why would he? And Rayle went home as he had a call from his father. sorry I forgot to tell you , he said he'll take care of Xavier letter and make sure he wouldn't do anything to you again" "Wait, you mean he is going to fight with Xavier!" I asked in confusion and a little bit of panic because boy, Xavier was strong… way more stronger than Rayle or any other students of my whole university. "Of Course he won't ! Do you want your friend in the hospital?" "Then what do you mean by he'll take care of Xavier?" "Ok. So you see, Xavier is friends with 'Mike' , Rayle's twin and the only person whom Xavier actually respects . As Milke adores his two minutes little twin, Xavier would never hur

“I mean, enemies turned best friends.” “Ah, yes,” he said, smiling. “That’s exactly how it happened.” I nodded, fascinated. “And then? What happened next?” He chuckled softly. “Why are you so curious?” “I just want to know how you managed to tame his dragon personality,” I teased. Rafayel laughed loudly, and I joined in until my sides hurt. A familiar voice suddenly interrupted us. “You two seem to be having fun.” We both turned to see Mike standing at the door, his eyes sharp and unreadable.

Mikey laughed. He looked at Elena with a non-serious look. His hands decisively pulled away the last obstacle on her body. Elena instinctively hurried to cover her genitals with both hands. She knows it's very slimy right now. She will die of shame! Elena used her hands and feet to cover her privacy. But she struggled forever still felt naked under Mikey's hot wolf eyes. He just looked at her and smiled. Mikey's hands quickly removed all his clothes. His body was burning hot when he touched Elena's warm body:

"Don't you remember? We met the two at the same time. One would not be separate from the other." "Are they siblings?" "They do not share any blood." Ages said as the man Raphael was punching stopped moving. "Aww~ Already," Raphael said, getting to his feet. His entire body was filled with tattoos and scars ran all along his back as Myra walked to him and handed him the cloth he used to wipe the sweat from his face. "You exerted a little more energy on that man." She remarked, looking at Raphael closely. "Is there a reason for that?" "He is incredibly annoying for some reason," Raphael remarked, holding the cloth in his hands and smelling it. "Did you-"

Fantastic. "You heard that, sizzums?" "Get off my back, St-Pierre. Go make your own babies with Yui." "Nah. Deal's a deal, dude." Mick wiggled his brows at her and scratched his thin, light brown beard. "Let him put a ring on it first." •