Tmnt Mikey X Donnie Novels & Stories

I tell him, bouncing on my toes to keep the blood pumping. Mickey ignores my words to come up and grab me by the back of the neck, pulling my six foot five inch frame down to his nearly five foot nothing so that we’re forehead to forehead. “You ready, kid? This is your biggest fight to date. This fucker is damn good.” I smile, putting my hands on his shoulders. “Not as good as me.” Finally, Mickey smiles. He smacks me lightly on the face. “Damn straight.” Turning to Jimmy, who just walked in the door to call us out, Mickey says, “Tape him up as we walk.”

I sit back from the camera. “How’s it look?” Mikey asks. Like Dante sent another kid just about Seb’s age into the goddamn lion’s den without thinking. The phantom Seb in my mind shakes his head. He talks less than he used to, since the funeral, but I can’t fucking get him to go away. “They look like besties.” I shrug. “’Nother guy in the group got hit. Not Teo.” Mikey nods. The sunset makes him look even older than he is, highlighting all the fine lines in his face. Seems fucked up that he’s really only got ten years on me.

My hands clenched into fists, nails digging into my palms as I struggled to hold myself together because I know the mafia hates to be disobeyed. An animalistic growl left his mouth, followed by a sharp raspy order, "I SAID, STRIP!!!”

Dan started pumping immediately while Kim held her legs up and wide, they were jiggling and dancing as Dan drove into her hot honey hole. Mike and Donna were on the same track; the only difference was they immediately stripped off their clothes before falling into a hungry embrace on the bed, their hands were sliding over each other's bodies while their tongues locked in a battle of love. Donna pushed Mike away, "Now babe I have to have it now " she moaned.

I walked to his office, but as I reached the door, I heard his voice from inside. It wasn't his usual cold, hard tone. It was soft, so sweet it made my skin crawl. “Baby, I miss you,” he was saying to someone on the phone. “Come see me at the office later, okay?” “I might have to work late tomorrow. The Don’s making an appearance to check on things… I have to be ready.” Marco’s voice was laced with respect, almost fear. Don Alessandro. The head of the entire Falcone family. A man who was rumored to be ruthless.

liam started laughing and said "oh god seriously dude I don't know how you're gonna tolerate this kid" don said "that's easy if I glare she will sit calmly" then only don heard a scream "you crazy liam" liam face turned red don understood who it is don hung the call while saying "I will look after my lamb first tame your tigress" he pulled srinithi's cheeks and said "thank god lamb you're not like her better I should keep you away from her" he noticed she is trying to open her eyes he understood she is going to wake up she rubbed her eyes and woke up

Luckily for me, he stopped laughing as everyone fell from the sky and landed by us. Arthur was the first to jump onto a speechless Kevin as he stared at George, Nathaniel, and Donatello. They looked around and spotted Kevin a little while after spotting me, and they just stared too. He slowly approached them, and Donatello slowly reached out to touch his face, almost as if to make sure he wasn’t some illusion. When his verification process was complete, he embraced his old friend and Kevin held the boy he grew up with in his arms.

Donatello said as he circled the man. “You can say what you want, but I did not kill him.” “Shut the fuck up!” Donatello yelled, clutching his step-brother's neck with one hand. Martin gripped his hand and struggled to free himself, but the mafia boss was not about to let him go easily. Martin's entire body stiffened, his hand dropped, and his neck shifted to one side of his head. When Donatello noticed this, he left him to fall to the ground. But instead of falling, Martin immediately spun around and plunged a pen-knife into Don's lower abdomen.

‘You okay honey’ Mikey smiled at her and Jayne grinned, ‘Has that bloody Nic been harassing you again? Tash blushed a little, ‘Kind of, er, do either of you know who Romero is?’ She asked and then frowned as she saw the look of fear that passed between them, ‘How do you know him?’ Mikey asked quietly glancing around, surreptitiously ‘He was driving past the college just now and he stopped to speak to Nic, I think they may be related, he looked a little like him’ She told them pretending indifference and was shocked when she heard Mikey curse,

I gave him custom cufflinks, each gemstone concealing a microtracker. I made sure to appear everywhere he frequented: private casinos, underground fighting matches, members-only rooftop bars, and so on. Each carefully staged coincidence earned a raised brow and a smile that signaled permission to stay. At last, on a night when he was lightly drunk, he slid a ring onto my finger with casual ease. "So eager to belong to me?" he said. "Fine. As you wish." At that moment, I believed I had won. I believed I had captured the heart of Don Enzo Galante, the most dangerous and dazzling man in the underworld.