Stranger Things Mike Novels & Stories

Mike said as he pulled the mask, slowly walked to Hannah who looked to his direction with fear. "No need to be afraid baby. I am here to take you away from these bad men". He said as he quickly started untieing her. He smiled to her after he had finished untieing her and squatted to her level, while she was still sitting on the chair. "Papa?" Hannah whispered as she stared into his eyes with confusion and love. "No baby, i am just Uncle Mike, the doctor that had examined you the day you came to the hospital when you had a fever"

"Oh my, the name of the cartel, we don't even get the information about the leader." Aiora exhaled roughly "Then what about Michael's arrest?" Asked Aiora as he got out of bed walking towards the balcony of his room. "Michael has been arrested and he died during the execution. Aiora I have some information for you." "What?" Aiora closed her eyes feeling the sun this afternoon stinging her skin. "About the murderous clue of your parents that you gave to me, I saw one of Michael's men has a scorpion tattoo on his wrist."

Steven's strings, sloppy vocals and a brilliant melody line… Everyone, even the toughest guy, would be moved during this composition as the piece literally caused shivers. Nothing but listening to it in the arms of a loved one could be the most apt way to honor it. But that loved one was definitely not him. Mike, deep down, was disappointed seeing those two in quite an intimate embrace. He was furious that he had to go back to Eve and Rose. He wondered who the fuck was that guy with that perfect look? Some bodyguard or a model? His facial expression was definitely too intelligent for a model, so who was he? "I'd punch him with pleasure." Mike made a loud comment when he saw that a fucking go

Who knew this arrogant man was such a child on the inside? “Why would I be nervous?” He scoffed. “I’m Tristan Shane Hendrix.” “Then ask.” “You know what? Never mind.” *** “Hazel!” Mike's voice startled me but his broad smile reminded me of the great friend I left behind. “Mike.” I gave him a very friendly hug. “Wow, I missed you.” “Me too, especially your cooking.” I heard the sound of the door shut but I didn’t stop hugging him till I felt someone pull me away from the hug.

Nor that conversation of them even existed in the first place. “Alright.” He follows his words, but didn’t agree even a bit from all of it. With his eyes that’s starring to his back. Tucker grit his teeth with a bit of a menacing presence wondering and decoding what, no, who it could be that tied Mike with the string and made him the perfect puppet.

He knew what he wanted and wasn't asking permission to take it. I gasped as I tried to take him in one plunge, but he backed out slightly and edged all the way in on his second thrust. My nails dug into his skin and didn't relax until my insides grew accustomed to his girth. He felt me relax and began to move. And holy hell did he move. This man should've co-starred next to Channing Tatum in Magic Mike. Somewhere along the way, he had to have been trained in the art of exotic dancing, dated a stripper...something. No man moved the way Hale moved.

I’m not feeling cheerful, but it’s unexpectedly good to see them. Machines stop, weights clang, and three sets of eyes turn my way. I’m heading toward the free weights, but stop. No one said “hey,” or “hello,” or even “fuck you”, for that matter. “What’s up?” I ask, even though I have a pretty good idea. Mike moves forward. He’s the only one of the three who’s married. He should also be at work. “Are you fucking around with Danny?” Mike is the one who kept my brother and me from killing each other over Cami. He’s a big dude, with a bit of a beer belly and lots of hard muscle thrown in. He takes no crap on the field or off of it.

Dressed in a white cape covering jeans and a shirt, my foster caretaker completely blocks my form from Valeriu's view, and I sigh in relief. “I suggest you leave before I teach you what an experienced, albeit retired, beta wolf can do with a young pup like you. Trust me, it's going to hurt, and our alpha is going to turn a blind eye. The threat hangs in the air, spoken with an authority Valeriu would never dream of having in his eighteen-year-old voice. The room is silent, filled with dense tension for a long time before I hear the wolf running away, followed by two pairs of fast moving footsteps. My tough foster caretaker turns around slowly, lowering his hood and pushing his long gray hair

“She said you should leave.” I was confused as to why he was doing what he was doing, but I couldn't stop him either. His aura was just too much to resist. “And who are you?” Mike said, irritated. The stranger gave Mike a stern look and I could tell that Mike was very scared. “You know what? Suit yourself!” He yelled at me and went back upstairs. “Why did you do that?!” I asked the stranger. “I don't have to be a wizard to know you caught him.with someone else.” I guessed it was that obvious.

He whistles as he looks around. “What would it take to swap offices for a day?” “You admitting I’m the handsome one.” I smirk. “Fuck you. Pigs will fly before that happens.” He grins. Mike is like a brother. We’ve been close since childhood—same schools, same circles. We joked about our first sexual experiences, played wingman for each other. While I prepared to take over my father’s company, Mike chased his dream of becoming an FBI agent. He’s been there for me through everything—especially after the accident. He’s the only one who knows the full truth about my father’s condition. He’s also the lead investigator on the case.