Hiro X Miguel Novels & Stories

"You little child of yesterday, stop playing with words, I don't have any weaknesses. Since you gave me five minutes, I will now give you two minutes to defeat me." "Easy peasy, I was hoping you'd say that." Hiro said. "You think you can defeat me?" Xarath snarled, Nevera's voice distorted beyond recognition. "It's not I think, I know it." Hiro answered with pride and then charged forward, his fists clenched and eyes blazing with determination. "I've faced worse than you, Xarath," Hiro declared, his voice unwavering. With a swift kick, Hiro sent Nevera's body flying across the room, but Xarath quickly regained control, summoning dark energy to amplify Nevera's physical strength.

Bleeding him out. His fingers tapped lazily against the armrest. “Time’s running out,” he murmured to himself. A shaky breath drew his attention to the side of the room. Miguel. The boy stood stiffly, small fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white. His whole body trembled, but his jaw was locked. His dark eyes—so much like Selena’s—stared at the screens, watching the destruction unfold. Xavier smirked, amused. “Looks like you’re just like your father,” he mused, taking a slow sip of his drink.

A fight club. I watched as two men circled each other in a cage, one of them landing a brutal punch that sent the other to the ground. “You brought me here to watch people beat each other up? You're crazy! I can't watch this!” Miguel smirked. “You wanted entertainment.” I rolled my eyes. “I meant something normal.” “You’re not normal, Catalina.” I opened my mouth to argue, but then a voice interrupted. “Miguel.” A man stepped forward. He was tall, muscular, with a scar running down his cheek. He looked at me, then back at Miguel.

Aside his girlfriend Jhene, money was all he craved and he couldn't be more grateful he was a part of X-habit. "Dang it!" Ace cussed under his breath "I fucking knew you were pilfering these things" Ace said, his fist colliding with Thogg's face, right below the latter's eye. "Take it easy man, I'm sorry" Thogg pleaded "Fucking go say that to The Big Four. I bet if they're even gonna listen to you" "But dude, I said I'm sorry. It hasn't gotten to this"

TO: Hayley.Hailstorm.Anderson@Tomlinson.com FROM: LiamTaylor@Ravenwood.com SUBJECT: Apology _____________________________________________________ Hey Hailstorm I know that we haven’t had contact for a while and you’re probably on constant lookout for chloroform or something, but I promise that won’t happen. I want to send you an apology first hand for how I had treated you and that fight we had, had. I can tell you that I hadn’t meant any of those things I had said to you. I know that anger is no excuse but it’s all I have going for me at the moment. I’m sorry that I had kissed you. Don’t know what had come over me. I promise I’ll never do that again.

My wolf had taken over completely, no voice, no thought, only defend him. This was why she rose. Her, my love, for Xavier was what had her rising to her power and strength. Lisa lunged. I raised my hands. Light and darkness collided in a violent explosion that sent wolves screaming as the shockwave tore through the clearing. Xavier tried to reach me, but the force between us threw him backward. I saw the fear in his eyes. I felt the terror in mine. But I knew better than to back away now. Lisa laughed, drunk on destruction.

And the one who exposes this place is not even a supernatural creature. Hiro's appearance made him feel so doubted about the spell and enchantments that his siblings has taught to him. Hiro grips Kagome's neck as he was thrilled to capture her and send her to the spiritual realm. His eye glows orange. "You do not belong here!" Hiro shouted. "Stop it!" snarled Amaya and force his hand to get off her. It wasn't a hard job to disentangle Hiro's strangles from her because Hiro is not yet good at fighting.

"But it's a bit late. The truth has come out, and the empire of Antonios shall fall." The door blasted open, and in front of me stood Miguel who did seem to have crawled out of hell to be there. His eyes locked with mine, washing over with relief. "Ximena! Are you hurt?" "I'm fine," I called back, trying to sound way stronger than I felt. "But watch out, he's armed!" Everything that followed was just a blur of action. Miguel flung himself on Hector, the two men tussling for the gun. Now I yanked and pulled wildly on my bonds, feeling the rope begin to yield.

He turned to Aria, his expression hardening. “We need to go,” he said, his voice leaving no room for argument. Aria didn’t hesitate. They both knew that this was only the beginning. As they moved deeper into the woods, the sound of Miguel’s cries faded into the distance. But the storm was far from over. Santiago had won this round, but Alejandro would make sure it was the last. He would take everything back. Everything. The fight was far from over.

"I've been ignoring you for the past few days but I am not going to take such disrespect from you, get that?!" "You're my guardian. I can speak to you however I want," Loki laughed and released her. Then he turned to Miguel. "Hey, dude. What are you doing out here by this time?" Miguel began to stutter and Heyli frowned. Where had all the charisma and confidence from this afternoon gone? How the hell was Loki intimidating him? Heyli stepped forward and went to take his hands. Miguel looked shocked but he stood still and squeezed her hand. "He's with me,"