Michael Vey 9 Novels & Stories

Chapter 25 "We are here," Mike looked up as his driver stopped the car in front of his company. He had been unusually bubbly today, which got his driver confused as for the first time, Mike strikes a long conversation with him. It disarmed him and thrilled him at the same time.

The man fought desperately, "I didn't do anything! I'm being framed! You have no evidence, you can't detain me..." Damien pointed to the surveillance camera above and said to the officers, "There's a camera up there. You can check the footage. As for my wife, she's had too much to drink, so I'll take her home..."

Farther away, Dad Number Seven, Joe, had brought in a squad of blond-haired international mercenaries. Their firepower was overwhelming, completely cutting off every possible escape route for the enemy. I sat in the freezing basement chair, staring at the flames and gunfire flashing across the surveillance screens. My hands were trembling, but my eyes had never been steadier. Suddenly, “Boom!” A deafening explosion shook the room. Behind me, the safe room door, the one supposedly capable of withstanding rocket attacks, was blown open with a massive hole.

I said, my fingers flying as I initiated the "Ventilation Flush." I tapped into the foundry’s massive, soot-choked exhaust fans. The motors groaned, a sound like a giant waking from a coma, and then the air began to move. The smoke didn't just clear; it was sucked upward in a violent, artificial gale, revealing the remaining three mercenaries huddling behind a rusted coal car. "They're exposed, Enzo! Sector 9!" But as I watched the map, a new signature appeared. It wasn't coming from the gate. It was coming from the roof.

****The text****** Good morning chief, Michael here. I’m safe and the comare has appointed me to be one of her security detail. I'm trying to get all the evidence to arrest her but Mario, her second in command, is yet to trust me and I am yet to get involved with all their business. As of now some men were either released or killed when I was captured. Only the 3 of us survived their intense training. And you will be surprised to know that the comare is ….. ****End of text*****

One of the two men suddenly flung open his coat and what appeared to be a Fostech Origin 12 shotgun came out of his side from the vast collection of guns that were hanging underneath. He emptied it, spraying the security guard with bullets that were being emitted at almost thirty rounds in less than eight seconds before turning back to his counterpart. The sound of bullets threw everyone present in the facility into panic, with people running to hide under their working tables. Moments later, the two men were seen running out of the facility, carrying a large metallic box and got into a truck. ★★★ Mr. Gilbert took over from the reception, applying his knowledge on History with the students f

“She’s being transported west, heading toward the outskirts of the city. I’ll send you the coordinates.” Michael’s eyes narrowed. “Good. We’re on our way.” He ended the call and turned to his team. “Move out,” he ordered. “We’re bringing her home.” The convoy of sleek black SUVs tore through the city streets, their engines roaring as they raced toward Evelyn’s location. Michael sat in the lead vehicle, his expression grim as he went over the plan in his head. “She’ll be fine,” one of his men assured him. “She has to be,” Michael replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

And this time, I wouldn't soften or come back to save Antonio again. Ignoring my weakened body, I stayed awake all night packing my belongings. Then, I arrived at the airport as scheduled and boarded the private jet home. Before the plane took off, I deleted all of Antonio's contact information. "Goodbye, Antonio. I hope we never meet again."

The Vin Companies was the second largest company in Rome and to be a major shareholder meant a lot for Adam who was just working as an ordinary agent for the MFT. " Is this true? he asked. Alberto signalled and a paper was brought before him, Bernard untied Adam as he picked the contract and read it, looking at him, he smiled. Alberto gave him a pen and he signed it happily. "Now speak" he ordered. "The MV9 is not just an identity list but also has encoding to the missile operation of Pakistan force. Whoever has the mv9 is able to dominate the military force of Pakistan giving him power to create a war" Adam confessed and when he was done telling Alberto everything he needed to know, he stoo

Chapter 15: Tell me you want to be fucked. In the easy chair, a fountain of cum erupted from the lap of the Stalker. The sight of Kelly cumming under Julia's tender tortures had driven him right over the edge. So it came as quite a shock to him when he heard a click on his left and looked around to see the barrel of the biggest handgun he had ever seen staring back at him. "When they've finished," Michael told him, "I'm gonna blow your fucking brains out."