Tmnt Fanfiction Mikey Novels & Stories

"Michael. But you can call me Mikey." "Mikey, how fitting," he said, his goofy grin still present. "Oh and this amazing person next to me is going to be the next Bill Gates, I'm sure of it!" "Shut up, you turd," his friend yelled, hitting him in the head. Then he looked at him and gave a small smile. "Eric." And from that moment, Mikey knew that Anton Emma was something. He would be the key to reaching his goal in football.

What other man would have done something so huge for a woman married to their brother if there wasn't some form of bond between them? “He's adjusting finely to the new environment and he loves his tutor. She only has good things to say about him My heart warmed at this piece of information. It was such a relief that Mikey was feeling at home here at the Blue Moon Pack. I just hoped he didn't try to run away here like he did at the orphanage. Since he didn't know these paths well enough, he could get lost and then how would I find him? “Cancel all my meetings for today.” I rose to my feet and adjusted my clothes. I was going to spend the rest of the day with Mikey.

She ached to be filled by one of them. Jay eagerly did as Mikey directed, and Mikey helped him line up with Heather. All three groaned aloud as Jay found his seat finally. “Oh, this is nice. This is really nice.” As Jay moved within Heather. Mikey teased Heather’s other hole before slipping his fingers in there as a delightful surprise for both of his mates. Mikey had the best seat in the house. He buried his fingers in one mate and sucked the balls of the other. His erection returned with a vengeance, and he felt the perfection of their entire relationship.

A freaking hard chest, with proud pecs and which I'm sure his under a boring shirt hides his cute pink nipples. I lifted my head, and there they were... those addictive chestnut eyes, glaring down at me. The very eyes belonging to the reason I’d gotten wasted in the first place. Mikey. Fucking. Montero. This son of a bitch!

Mikey curses and looks around but I guess the coast is clear because he slips in and closes the door behind him, "I need you to make my face bleed somehow. Punch me hard." "What?" He asks, looking at me like I'm the biggest weirdo. Mikey is the slowest one, but he always does what I ask, "Fine, I guess..." He gets his fist ready and I brace myself, but right before he goes to punch me, he stops and grabs his rifle. "I think this is going to be easier," he says and takes it off the sling. I don't think he wants to shoot me, so I lift an eyebrow as I watch him turn it around to hit me with the back of it, "Bring your face closer."

“I hope so.” “Well, it's been fun, but I need to get home,” Mikey says as he stands to leave. Tanya and I stand to walk him toward the door. Before walking out the door, Mikey turns to face us. He grabs Tanya and pulls her into an embrace. “I’m glad that you remember who we are. I hated lying to you.” “Thanks for everything, Mikey.” “You’re welcome, sis,” Mikey tells Tanya before letting her go. He grabs me and pulls me into a hug. “Make sure you make this right,” Mikey whispers in my ear before letting me out of the embrace. I nod my head in understanding.

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 shrug him off. He arches a brow. "You sure about that? I seem to recall you giving us the Ok to the leftovers after your romantic escape." "No. Adrian. This is not what I wanted." "It's what you got, Mikey. You gave it to us. This is all you." I swallow. "We don't stand a chance...." I stumble back to the wall. "No, Mike. You don't. So don't fight it. You're a Dragon, bud. Like it or not. And when Torrent gets here, you'll bow to him or die, just like the rest of them."

I rolled my eyes at my friends teasing, and came out from hiding. “Ha-Ha. Okay, enough with your jokes.” I said rolling my eyes and crossing my arms. I leaned my back against the fridge and faced Mikey; as he ate and spoke to Sam on the phone at the kitchen island, at the same time. Mikey grinned at being caught red handed for teasing me. He didn’t look ashamed, he just found it amusing. I can’t wait for the day this guy falls in love with a woman, and ends up acting like a blabbering fool when he tries to fight for her.

“I call the hammock” “No fair”, I said, and smacked his arm. “The hammock is mine”! “Then I guess you’re sleeping in my arms again tonight, mi Amor”, (my love) he says. “Umm, it’s a little late to do the campout tonight, so she’ll be in your arms again tomorrow soldier. Besides, I have another surprise for you tonight”, Meme says as she bounces away since Spin and Mikey have now shown up. The scowl on Liam’s face doesn’t go unnoticed as Meme jumps into Mikey’s arms. That’s a relationship almost four years solid, Liam is barking up the wrong tree!