Miles Morales Best Friend Novels & Stories

You know, in case. Dad had texted earlier that he was stuck on his work trip overseas. "Sorry baby girl, but Ryan's picking you up. He'll take good care of you." Ryan Hale. Dad's best friend since forever. The guy who'd been like an uncle to me growing up. But we hadn't seen each other in person for almost six years. Just calls and texts here and there. He'd check in on me during college, send funny memes, and ask about my projects. His voice on the phone was always so deep and calm. It made me feel safe. I was lowkey excited to see him though. Like, really excited. He was always so solid, you know? The kind of guy who fixed everything without making a big deal. I started scanning the crowd

“Sorry about Ava, I admit, I was jealous of her. She suddenly announced on national TV that my best friend was hers and I was so jealous and hurt, I didn’t realize that I was hurting you in the process. Astrid you and I have been friends for way too long and I love you so much as if you were my sister. Nobody has ever threatened our friendship until Ava.” I sigh, my anger dissipating. “Lily, I love you so much and you will always, always be my best friend. If you were a man I would have probably married you a long time ago.” She giggles and holds my hand. “Ava is nothing but my client and maybe, a friend but not my best friend. You will always be my best friend and I love, love, love you my

With that, I looped my arm around Gerald's waist and Trevor halted his steps instantly. Surprise flared in Gerald's eyes as I placed my legs between his thighs and leaned against him, silently willing him to go out for a long pass. "Now that it has gotten to this point, I don't have to hide the fact that I'm also sleeping with my best friend. Now, let's get the rejection over and done with!" Claudia let out a peal of unhinged laughter. "You're sleeping with your janitor best friend? How low can you stoop, Beth?"

" I nodded again, this time taking a sip of the drink. I had called him as a last resort, and he had answered. Even though I wouldn't say he and Jose are close friends considering the type of world we live in, they've had a couple of business transactions together that created a friendly atmosphere for trust. Besides, it seemed like he had some sort of relationship with Riley. After all, he had helped her when she ran away from us the other day. "What about him?" "Jose's sick." He sat up, showing his surprise for a slight minute.

“I mean could whoever be after Colton Adams and you got involved?” “I don’t know” she answered, “Koty doesn’t seem like someone people would want to lock up for murder.” It was his turn to raise a questioning brow. “You never know. It could be a family feud… and why are you supporting this Colton Adams of a boy?” “He is my friend. We made up today, settled all our differences and forgave all the hurt. He agreed to just be friends.” She informed him. He scoffed, “Just friends? That is a trick he wants to use to win you over.”

Time would tell… At least the mole who had been feeding information to Montilla and his cartel would seemingly be out of business now. But as soon as One-Mile had returned home, the crazy, sarcastic fucker had somehow finished sweeping the pregnant preacher’s daughter, Brea Bell, off her feet, despite the fact that her father was no fan of his daughter’s baby daddy. Now there was talk of another wedding on the horizon. Would the team lose the sniper to wedded bliss, too?

He couldn’t have done it without the help of very powerful friends. Miles also had powerful friends. Or at least, he thought he did. Now he’s starting to wonder if those same friends turned coat on him. “We were talking,” Hugo says. “And she became sick.” “Miles,” Esther says. “I want to rest. Let Hugo ago.” “Actually,” Hugo adds. “I was hoping we could talk privately for a moment, Miles. After Esther goes in to rest.” Miles narrows his eyes, not trusting Hugo for one minute. But.

He took out a book of matches and lit it. Marissa and I had been best friends since we were toddlers. Her family wasn’t in “the life” but we met on a playground and were immediately inseparable. The idea of something happening to her because of me… there was no way I could stomach that. And my father more than knew it. Pablo probably went right to him and said she would be my weakness.

They might want to know what was going on, and I’d be happy to explain to them that it was an accident and nothing to worry about. Sure enough, I had missed calls from both of them. I made myself comfortable on my bed and decided to call Milo first. He’s a brainiac, sort of like Emma, except without the social awkwardness and disdain of most other people. I didn’t get ahold of him, so I left a message and called Wes. I don’t know that there exist in the whole world two other best friends who are such opposites as Wes and Milo, except for maybe Lucy and Emma. Wes is a jock and not too bright, but he has a heart of gold. He picked up on the second ring. “Hey, Cassidy,” he said, and I was prett

He had always admired Morris' lighthearted spirit and kind nature. "How can I forget you, Morris?" Miles replied with a smile while accepting Morris's hand, and they both shook hands. "Nice to see you again too." Miles already knew Morris because they both met during our trip to Palawan, Philippines, many years ago. It was a breathtaking journey that left an indelible mark on our lives. And I am impressed by how Miles still hadn't forgotten Morris even after all those years had passed. As fate would have it, Miles and Morris crossed paths once again. They let go after shaking hands, their connection seemingly stronger than ever. To catch up on lost time, Miles and I eagerly followed Morris t