Novel & Cerita Miles Danger Force

“Boss, you need to come with me right now. Misha just dropped dead. He tasted the wine from the goblet to prove it wasn't poi–” An explosion that created a thunderous rattle cracked, followed by silence, and then a siren-like hiss so unnerving, my heart dropped.

"I mean. Collins is giving me out to some stranger in exchange for money." She widens her eyes. "What?!...you've got to be kidding me." "He says he needs me no more, so he's giving me out to some guy or group, I don't know. When he hands me over to them, he gets the money he so eagerly wants." "Do you know who they are?" "No, I don't. The men I saw were dressed in black. They looked scary. I'm glad I was able to escape. Who knows what would have happened?"

He is concerned something is going on back down on the beach, something that can hurt me. "It's okay, I have weapons,” he responds, his tone cold, all the tension that I had managed to get out of him is back. He holds my wrist to the point it hurts, leading me up the path at a speed that I can hardly keep up with. I force him to pause. "Eryk, how dangerous is this world?" "You're safe, I promise,” he assures me, turning back toward the house. I look over my shoulder, stopping short at the sight of a group of men approaching us on the path, each of their gazes trained on mine.

The two peak Dragon Rankers behind Killer could also sense that Miles had a strong background. This young man in his twenties had already reached the beginner stage of the Dragon Rank. It was not something that ordinary forces could cultivate. However, they also had a God Rank guardian as their backer. That was why they were not afraid of the other party. Now was the time to show loyalty, otherwise, how would they quickly integrate into Red Flame Mercenaries? “Use force? You just want to arrest me, right? Come on! Let me see if you have the guts,” Miles said indifferently.

“What can I get you?” Neither of them had looked at the menu, but they quickly scanned it and ordered their meals. Miles jotted everything down, grabbed them both iced tea, then left, promising to have their drinks and food up quickly. “So how was your meeting?” she asked. “Not good.” He grew pensive. “The world I live in is dangerous.” Worry twisted Brea’s belly. “I know.” “Sometimes the innocent get dragged into it.” “I’m not surprised.” “I worry about you.”

I may be the one that has Big Joe in a hold right now, but in a few seconds, I'll have to be the one to pull Lucky from him. "H-he. N-no." Millie says while looking down at her feet. "You don't have to lie, we won't hurt you, and we won't let him either." Miles says and when I turn to him, I can see the anger pouring off him in waves. Another reason I am here, was to see how the youngling would do. Miles is one the newest patched in members. He's loyal and smart but has never had to prove just how dangerous he could be. This was a test and I have a gut feeling this kid is going to pass with flying fuckin' colors.

Nobody messes with Josh's family. Josh still couldn't believe Lainie had not called Dimitri after she found the note nailed to the door of her cabin. Miles could very well have come back once he knew she was home and broken in to her cabin to carry out whatever vile intentions he intended. The fact that he followed her from Draven Falls to Bull Creek reeked of desperation and determination. It also reeked of danger. Lainie assumed—as had the rest of them—that once she left Draven Falls, she would be safe, out of Miles' reach, but obviously, she had been wrong. Miles determined he would have her as his wife and came to lay claim to her, regardless of her refusal to be his mate. Daniel Everest

Aris Willow is exactly the type of girl Miles, our friend from our early warrior training days, would fall for. It’s a damn shame she’s all over Roman at the moment. Miles tilts his pint of beer back and sighs, shaking his head while Roman and Willow stand at the bar across the room. Tate raises a brow, his close cropped black hair catching the dim, flickering neon lights plastered across the wall to our backs. “What?” Miles gripes, running his fingers through his dark, equally short, hair. Both men are in the Ghost forces, low ranking, low enough that taking several weeks of leave wasn’t that big of a deal.

How do I prove that? Shaking myself viciously I went after the Storms. There would be more than enough time to think of a way to break the news to friends and family of Moira. For now keeping the people of WhiSare safe from impending danger is top priority. My the time I got to the foot of the boulder Kayla, Silver and Miles were waiting for me . As soon as I joined them they continued walking towards the edge of the forest where another monster jeep was waiting. Miles swung behind the wheel and gunned the engine. I joined Silver in the back while Kayla sat in front with Miles.

"You're bleeding like a stuck pig." Connell emerges, wiping blood from his knuckles. "God damnit, do we need to take him to the Hospital?" "Can't risk it." I keep pressure on Miles's wounds, noting how the blood soaks through the fabric. "They'll report it." "'m fine," Miles slurs, but his legs buckle. I catch him before he hits the pavement. Shit. My mind races as Miles's blood seeps through my bandana. Then it hits me - Dolores. Spencer's voice echoes in my head, bragging about his little girl saving lives.