Ei Miko Novels & Stories

I say as I race to catch up to Brooke. “Bye, Mom! We’ll be back soon!” Cyrene says. “Don’t go too far, Iniko. You’re getting close to your first shift,” she calls out. “We’re just going to the mountain,” I call back. “Go, Kiko, go!” Cyrene says, encouraging me to catch up to Brooke. I love that Cyrene is nine years old and still calls me Kiko. She’s the only one who does. It’s just like she still calls Cal Calgon. No one cares to correct her because she’s Cyrene.

When Miko suddenly appeared in front of me, I was shocked and grabbed my left chest. “Miko, what the hell!” I said, annoyed. “Are you really not going to give me a chance?” he asked me. “You should be ashamed of yourself. You are my friend’s ex, and you want to give me you a chance? You’re fvcking insane,” I said directly, then he winced. “Why does someone make you happy?” he asked. “Yes,” I answered immediately.

“We'll have to go now, Miko will come to you soon.” **** Miko did, in fact, come. She was a huge lady with a severe face, but the sweetest personality I had ever met. She walked before us, leading us deeper into the mansion and towards what looked like a set of quarters. Maids and palace servants littered everywhere, watching us as we moved. Well, not exactly us, they were watching Diane. She laughed and giggled and clapped at everything. Her fingers graced the walls as she walked, saying something about how they felt as smooth as boiled eggs.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

It was Miko and Indrina, both colleagues from her workplace. Miko, with his charismatic charm, strode in with confidence, his appearance always turning heads. His good looks and dark complexion never failed to catch the eye, making him a magnet for attention. Indrina, on the other hand, exuded an exotic beauty with her Arabian features, captivating anyone who crossed her path. As they joined Adrienne at the table, Miko's exuberant energy filled the room. "Good morning! Good morning! Good morning!" Indrina's cheerful greeting rang out, laced with infectious enthusiasm. However, not everyone shared in her morning cheer.

Eliana Grace Herrera I glanced at the cheap watch on my wrist. It was only six in the morning, so instead of continuing what I was doing, I quickly headed to the kitchen to see what I could cook. Theo hadn’t mentioned what time Miko would pick me up, so I immediately messaged the latter to ask him. Good thing we were friends on F******k, so it was easy to contact him.

I nodded, smiling sheepishly. "I was just sightseeing..." Psh, what can I say? I'm so ignorant! He nodded in acknowledgment at the worker, "Mario." "Sir Eion! Kamusta kana na?" (Sir Eion, how are you?) "Ayos lang, Mario. Musta na ang resort?" (I'm okay, Mario. How's the resort?) "Ayos na ayos naman sir. Miss na miss kana nga eh. Lalo pa ng mga chicks dito." (Still okay sir. It misses you. Especially the girls here) I looked at them left and right. They are friends...

"Maria Labintino, right? You are also close friends with the victims, am I right?" Maria looked at him uninterested. "I don't know, maybe, maybe not," she answered, shoving her hand in the air. Mike ignored her and continued questioning the two suspects. "Carlito Alfonso II, ex-military, and also close friends with the victims. Lastly, Shane Rivara, married but left when your husband cheated and you're now living independently," he said and raised his gaze on the last possible suspect, Ameira. "As I replied earlier, I have nothing to do with them all—especially the victims so I have nothing to answer with all your questions," she coldly told Mike.

Oliver was sending the email to his other personal account, he probably thought it was important to have it online in case something were to happen to him. I searched for an audio editor that would best decipher the words he was speaking. I downloaded over ten application’s but still found it hard to decipher what he was trying to say. Mika and Katleho returned back at the safehouse. “Found anything?” I asked as they were both making their way into the safe house. “Yes, but we first need to get our energy level up. I have sushi!” said Mika. Handing me the food container. “Where did you even get this, and please don’t say the steakhouse diner, they don’t make sushi.” I said.

Shane continued. Charlotte still seemed to not fully understand so she asked again, "What does Mr. Miko do, Shane? How come he wants to be your driver?" For fear of offending Miko, the woman also said, "Sir, I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't mean anything. I just wanted to know." "Yes, Ma'am. It's okay," Miko replied. Shane again said, "Mr. Miko is a driver, in a rich family. That's why if you notice his car sometimes changes. Right?"