Hiro X Miguel Novels & Stories

“You’re going to try to disable a bomb … on a ship … by yourself?” “No, we’re going to blow it up, and fuck up my choice.” He stands at the windows and lets his arms hang loosely at his sides, slack and heavy. “I’m hoping whoever hates it so much he’s willing to show his face.” “You and Axel?” “And Miguel.” “Miguel … from —” “Yeah,” he cuts me off. We have known Miguel since childhood. Kind of. Seen him and his brothers, Marco and Mathias, every other X-mas.

His hair was messy, his eyes puffy from the day, but he was smiling, watching Leo and Isabella sleep. The sight of them together like that, tangled up in peace always had a way of pulling something tender out of both of us. “You’re up,” I whispered. Miguel looked over at me and nodded. “Couldn’t sleep much. I think I drained it all with that nap this afternoon.” I walked over and offered the cup. “This will help your throat.” He took it with both hands and kissed me softly. “You’re spoiling me.” “Someone has to.” I smiled and kissed his forehead.

She thinks of Lily and the kids, at home waiting for their father and husband. “Hello, Kimmy. Did you miss me?” Anger, hatred and a murderous calm fill her as she looks up into his eyes. “You will regret this, Miguel.” “Oh, I don't think so,” He tells her with a 'cat that ate the canary' grin. So smug. So proud of himself. He is thinking that he already won and in his head, he is planning his celebration with Kimmy. In her head, she is thinking of the million ways that she is about to kick his ass. “I was just saying 'hello' to your little boyfriend here.”

"You're kidding..." "Like hell I am," Hendrix disappeared all of a sudden while they were fighting, who knows where he is and how exactly did he break free from the ropes that Damian tied pretty tight. "So what happened?" Asked Illac, they were all smiling except for Foire, till now he feels miserable but rather than distancing himself to make him feel worse about it, he decided to just let it and went with the flow.

Although Miguel was at the Immortal Ascension’s Third Stair, he could not resist the force and sustained injuries. He glared at James as he struggled to get up, and roared furiously, “You f*cker! I want you dead!” Suddenly, he cast his secret art, and his aura grew more potent. He was on the Immortal Ascension’s Third Stair but could forcibly increase his rank to the Immortal Ascension’s Fourth Stair. His aura grew considerably. “Die!” Miguel bellowed with a ferocious expression. A long sword manifested in his hand, and a Sword Energy rushed at James.

"Nice to meet you, Jamie. I'm glad that you're together with Hig. He sometimes wanders about like a lost soul with all his talk about not being able to love freely." "Don't embarrass me," Higan groaned. "I'm trying to impress him here." "Higan and I aren't together.... In that way," I cleared and Nico's surprised look surprised me. He turned his head to Higan. "You're not?" "Not yet," Higan answered with a nonchalant shrug and brightened up immediately. "The usual, please. For my companion and I." He nodded and got to work at making our drinks. "Not yet?" I teased and Higan faced me.

“He has The Rodriguez's group protecting him, so I can't harm him physically, I can only fight to take the group away from him, but I can't do that alone.” Micheal's fist clenched in anger as he gritted his jaws. I could see his anger flaring up, more dangerous than before. “Fine,” he growled. “I would help you take down Allen but you would have to help me get back my life, that Joan stole from me.” “Agreed,” I smiled, handing him a contract booklet. “You have to sign this if you agree with the rules.” He took the book from me, flipping the pages open. “It says here that we have to get married, why?

My chest rises and falls rapidly and before I can type and send a message to this Miguel person, he goes offline. I now wonder who Miguel is and how does he know me? Is he a friend from high school or middle school? A person I'd met with in the past and didn't realize it? I stare at my phone and my head goes completely blank. Who is Miguel Aros?

The blow sent Rodriguez staggering, allowing Miguel an opportunity to scramble to his feet. Gio showed up, his gun focused on Rodriguez. "Move and I'll blow your brains out," he snarled, his voice hard and consistent. Rodriguez scowled at Gio, yet knew not to challenge him. Miguel's eyes streaked with rage as he progressed on Rodriguez, his clench hands gripped. Miguel swung his clench hand, surprising Rodriguez. The blow sent Rodriguez staggering in reverse, his demeanor wound with rage. "You'll pay for that," Rodriguez spat, his voice venomous.

They were putting on dragon-scale armors, which protected them from mage attacks and any other witch incarnations except for powerful curses. “Are you?” My eyes widened as I stared at Hilary, who still had a smile on her face. “Battle Lord Hilary, Alpha Ryu happens to be in his chambers, but we can’t get in without his personal maiden, whom we are yet to find.” I snapped out of the handshake, staggering back to get a full glimpse of her hair. Just as I expected, a three-way ponytail that pointed in three cardinal directions: north, west, and east. The legendary Battle Lord Hilary of the Seven Skulls is known to keep order in the supernatural world.