Miguel X Miles Novels & Stories

Miguel just shook his head. "Es una locura," he muttered. "Esto es una locura completa." This is crazy. This is complete madness. "Por favor," I begged, looking between them. "Please. I need to get to Missford. Can you help me? ¿Pueden ayudarme?" Miguel's wife looked at her husband, then back at me, clearly torn. "Missford," she said slowly, her brow furrowing. "Eso está... muy lejos."

Miguel insisted, and he nodded sadly. “Try to mind-link me every hour, and if you feel anything wrong, then come with our troops.” With that command, he left the pack. He kept thinking of what kind of death Xerxes should go through with every atrocity he had committed. He traced Demetrius' scent, but couldn't perceive him. He started perceiving blood and traced that off. He entered the lake, which was once ice. Everywhere had become liquefied, and numerous bodies were flowing in the water. The water was covered in the blood of the corpses. Miguel searched everywhere, but couldn't find any of the people he was looking for. “You son of a dog!” Miguel raged as he ran to catch him. He pulled him