Miles Ever After Novels & Stories

I hope you were listening. The End

The ambulance siren wailed shrilly in my ears, yet the world had never felt quieter. Expressionless, I opened the airline app and rescheduled my ticket. My new departure time was tonight at eleven. This time, I would be gone for good. … The next morning, soft music drifted through the hotel restaurant. Liam barely touched his breakfast. His mind was in turmoil, haunted by the image of my thin, solitary figure from yesterday. On the wall-mounted TV, the morning news played. The anchor's crisp, formal voice rang out, "At approximately 3 p.m. yesterday, a serious accident occurred on Clem Road in the suburbs…"

Mila and I were never good at making friends — years of being judged and whispered about had taught us to keep our circles small . The weather turned gloomy that afternoon , thunder rolling in from nowhere , forcing us inside . The men stayed out with Leo , laughing under the patio cover , while Mila and I curled up on the couch , half-watching TV and half-gossiping about work . I wasn’t paying attention to the broadcast ; not until I heard a name that froze the air in my lungs . **** “It’s now been confirmed that Julian Hayes , the billionaire businessman , remains unreachable . His longtime girlfriend has announced their engagement earlier this morning .” ****

But the moment he came home, he would lean close to me, whispering in my ear, as intimate as ever. Everyone said he loved me to the bone. He still seemed to love me deeply. Yet no matter how hard I tried, I could no longer touch his heart. Seeing that I said nothing, Jonathan affectionately pinched my cheek. "Don't want to go to Peach Blossom Park? Then we can go somewhere else." I gazed into his eyes and caught the faintest ripple. "Peach Blossom Park is fine." The day after tomorrow, I would be leaving. That park was where we had fallen in love. I hoped it could also become the place that held our final, beautiful memory.

I had stayed up all night to choose them. Lira criticized Dylan harshly, "Is he crazy? You only just forgot about him, and he turned around immediately to take someone else's hand! That isn't a loyal mate! He even made your wolf disappear too! You must get revenge!" I spread my hands helplessly. "How touching. His stepsister is sick and is about to die, and her first love is staying with her until the end." Lira continued to watch the news closely. She told me that they were going to the Sacred Raine Cliffs in Northia for their honeymoon, while also stopping by the Caydian Orchard. It was rumored that it was the place where true mates during ancient times would travel to together.

Fine, I was lying to myself. Well, I could try his strategy, which was obviously going to cost a lot of money. Changing the covers wasn’t a little task; the books were already printed. “What could the new title be?” I had gone through a lot of difficulties coming up with the title ‘Under The Sunset With Mr. Right,’ and honestly, I couldn’t come up with something else that could match the content of my book. “The illusion of happily ever after,” Liam stated, and I frowned at him; he really was trying to rub this in my face that everything I wrote was just my illusion and not a reality.

" Teyana knelt before the headstone, even fainting several times. I simply watched her. It was as if I were watching a clown perform—ridiculous and absurd. Miles never should've met such an end. He clearly had a bright future waiting for him. He hadn't truly seen the beauty the world had to offer yet or experienced a life-changing kind of love, and he was already gone from this world. Teyana grabbed my hand. "Wesley, come back to me. We can have another child. Maybe Miles will come back to us and be our child again."

Daniel Everest had truly picked a scoundrel to match up with his daughter. Josh sniffed around another clump of pines, desperately wanting to find the ass who pursued Lainie. Nothing. He padded on, continuing his search. Miles had to be around here somewhere, but in an area like Bull Creek and Holopaw, that somewhere could be anywhere. Miles wouldn't stay hidden, however; Josh wouldn't allow it.

Saturday, December 13 (One month later) A month—fucking gone. And One-Mile had stepped onto US soil at DFW Airport less than two hours ago with one top-of-mind focus: seeing Brea ASAP. Since he was in desperate times, that called for desperate measures. After yesterday’s shit show, his situation had leapfrogged over merely wretched and landed squarely in last-gasp, holy-fuck land. He needed to regroup—fast. But he’d never imagined he’d be doing it in this swanky suburban mansion.

Aftercare is the sweetest part and everyone should watch it. As the curtains open, a loud applause echoes through and my eyes widen. I really thought most of them must have left. Miles grins as he pulls me into a kiss. I close my eyes to enjoy the spotlight I’m getting right now. It’s been a while, but tonight I can feel in my bones that I am bold, blessed and beautiful. -The End-