Hiro X Miguel Novels & Stories

His heart jumped beating to his ears, his hormones were stampeding savagely by overwhelming thoughts Both Hans and Miggy have gotten lost their minds. "H-hi?" From the snow chilling sensation to sonorous bravery comes out the guts to say at least one word to the perfect angle. "Hello?" Hans responded, Miggy reached for his hand, they both shook their hands as the gesture of meeting each other. "I'm Miggy Rior," A glimpse of admiring sprouted into his rich soil. "I'm Hans Angelo Gejero." His lips beamed a flaring smile that lightened up his whole dark and cold world now cryptically. His heart is kicking his chest repeatedly, Miggy couldn't prevent himself to not letting go of his hand.

nothing good ever lasts it seems 2 WEEKS LATER~ Miguel and I were currently naked laying with our legs intertwined in his bed eating takis and m&m's and watching Tokyo Ghoul with English subs for Miguel. I was into it surprisingly and understanding Japanese was a bonus perk for watching anime and I didn't need to rush my eyes over the subtitles. I drank my Modelo as I watched. Unfortunately I recently received a text message from Sergio telling me that I was ruining Miguel's life. Really? I couldn't see it. I was sexing him up every moment, every single night and I offered to buy him whatever he wanted. Plus we were getting to know each other pretty well. I realized that he was only seventee

Then he looked towards where the beauty phoenix witch was and he caught her glancing at Rex with a strange look in her eyes. Raising a brow and crossing his arms around his chest, Miguel leaned in slanting position to stare at Rex’ face again. "Hmm… I think I might have underestimated you, Rex. I just got trapped inside the glacier box only for several hours and both of you had already fallen in love with each other? She even cast a love spell on you! My poor broken heart! How can you do this to your brother mmh?" He commented, acting as though he was about to cry. It was obvious he was just being his usual dramatic and hyperbolic self though.

"He passed the company to Hiro before he disappeared. That's true. But Miguel's brother, Leone Acuesa, wanted to take over the company because Hiro doesn't have the blood of an Acuesa. He said that Hiro didn't deserve to take over the AE." What? Is he pranking me? My eyes suddenly widened at what he said. "It's true that Hiro came here with incomplete memories. He's here because he plans to have a partnership with us with the money he saved. He's planning to start a business with us, and it's a coincidence that he saw you here." It was as if I had lost blood at what I heard. "The Empire is not important to Hiro because, in fact, he can build his own company. But that company belongs to his b

they heard a voice and looked above. “You…” Phoenix exclaimed while gritting his teeth in agony. Standing in front of them was the God of the Demon World, Hector. “Tie their hands,” Hector ordered his men, who immediately came behind them and tied their hands at their backs. Phoenix and Miah tried to resist, but they were tired. They didn’t know what he had given them. “You might be thinking why you are feeling so powerless, isn’t it?” Hector asked while making an innocent face. However, both didn’t reply and kept glaring at him.

Aira's Perspective: Miguel and I were in the same place, but we kept our distance from each other. Earlier, while Mom and I were preparing food, we discussed Miguel. Even though he's here, Mom is determined to send Miguel back to where he truly belongs. I also asked if Miguel knew about Mom's illness. The shock on Mom's face confirmed that he did, though she didn't deny it. I didn't feel sorry for him, but I empathized because he had to suppress his emotions in our current situation.

Harry’s chest tightened as he watched her shake, the old wound bleeding fresh in front of him. Miguel’s gaze shifted, landing on Harry. “Harry DuBois.” Harry’s name on his lips felt like poison. Harry straightened, his voice steady, sharp. “You have no business here.” Miguel nodded slowly, almost as if he’d expected the resistance. “No business… except truth. I came not only for her, but for you.” Harry’s blood ran cold. He heard the words but didn’t want to believe them. “For me?” Miguel’s mouth pressed into a line. His hand trembled as it rose, then fell back to his side. His eyes glistened. “There is something you don’t know. Something I’ve carried too long.”

While they were talking, I decided to approach Hansel who didn’t seem so pleased by my departure. “Hey, Hansel,” I called, making his attention avert to me, “I’m gonna be fine, don’t worry.” “So who is that Miguel guy?” he asked instead and I didn’t expect him to ask me that. I flicked my eyes at him. Miguel was talking with someone on the other side of the phone as I stared at him from afar before responding to Hansel, “He’s um . . .” I stammered, “he’s a friend of mine.”

"We hit him at the summit." Isabel POV Miguel moved with purpose; he began detailing the plan to Marissa. I stayed back, my mind racing with possibilities, fears, and questions. Miguel glanced at me. "You, okay?" I nodded, though the answer felt far from the truth. "Just... thinking." "We don't have to do this alone," he said, his tone softer now. "Victor's people will back us up." "But will it be enough?" I asked. Miguel POV

chided Vicktor. “I don’t know these people. Today was the first time we met. This is the first time, I am seeing their faces,” shouted Miguel. “He is not going to break so easily. He is the vigilante after all,” said Vicktor and looked at Stephan. Stephan again brought the hot iron and marked Miguel’s stomach this time.