Miles Morales Friends Novels & Stories

Hence why I couldn’t tell Miles everything that happened that day. “Father was like my friend,” I murmured. “I think it’s safe to say that I was more of my father’s son than mom’s. Now that he’s gone,” I swallowed, facing the ceiling. “I don’t know how to be mom’s friend,” I whispered. Miles doesn’t say anything for a moment and I’m grateful for the silence provided while my mind wandered. “There was a time in my life, where I felt…alone. I didn’t have my sister. Or my father. Or…my best friend. It was just me,” Miles’ hand rests on my jaw, his thumb caressing my skin. I offered a grateful smile at him. “I realised then that I’d depended on them, and I didn’t know how to go on without them.

Whole stressing day aside this thine of day is his favourite. "Have you eaten?" Cal asked him. "I did. Chris baked a fish and called us." "Us?" "Yeah, me and Lucas." Miles replied. "Who?" "He is Christopher's friend. He lives close to us here." "Is he a good person?" James asked with concern. He just wants his brother to be in safe hands. "He....He is." Miles replied after a small break of silence. "How was your day?" Cal asked. "It was good. I made new friends." Miles told them. "A boy and a girl."

I have been working at Paloma Azul for more than four years and although it’s far from my dream job, it is a decent job, the pay is better than most similar jobs and my boss happens to be a close friend who is not only extremely understanding but exceedingly helpful too. Halle Morales is a force to be reckoned with. I met her at 16 years old when we all joined the sixth form college from a wide variety of secondary schools. Halle was self-assured, blunt, and absolutely, stunningly beautiful. I must admit I was really intimidated by her for the first few years of our friendship. In fact, I think I still am!

Eduardo was about to get into the car when Miles, Kirsten and Ashley ran towards them. - Camila! Is everything OK? “Yes, it's all right. – Camila replied, dying of embarrassment. “See you tomorrow at the office. - OK. Goodbye. – Miles said with a worried face. Eduardo got in the car and started driving. “Those friends of yours are bad influences. I'll make sure they get the blue ticket tomorrow. Consider them fired. - What? Oh no... please... let me explain. It wasn't their fault. We were just having fun. I thought you were in the Middle East.

Iris pointed out, amused by her best friend and Mariana thought for a minute before realization dawned on her. She was about to defend herself when they turned around hearing Iris's name being called by an oddly familiar voice. They kissed their teeth in irritation meeting Miles face and he had a huge grin on his face. “Wow, I was uncertain if it was you being that you're all covered up. I'm glad I was right. Hello Mariana Willem, my future wife's best friend.” Miles spoke, sounding goofy and the girls turned to each other and laughed. Was he being serious right now?

he tells me. “She is my stepsister and she is being mauled by two dumb motherfuckers.” Ford throws his head back and laughs. “No, Man. You are jealous. Don’t do anything stupid. The guys and I do not want to get kicked out tonight.” As I stand, Miles comes towards me. “Your sister sure is having some fun out there. You think I could dance with her?” he asks innocently. I swear to God, I am so close to punching my friend in the face.

Unknown. Maya hesitated, letting it ring once. Then twice. On the third, she answered. “Hello?” The voice was male. Sounding old and Weak. “Maya?” “Yes… who’s this?” “I’m sorry,” the man said hoarsely. “I heard all that has happened. I had to call you.” She frowned. “Who are you?” “I… I worked with your father. A long time ago. I was his friend. And I am the only one who knows what really happened.”

Your friend, Michaela Lee.

Miles came out and pointed his gun at X. He knew X. That night, Morris tried to convince X to stay and serve him. Instead, he was threatened. Miles was lucky that he escaped that night, but it left an impression on him. Morris sent his men to locate X. However, the man disappeared and could no longer be found. Miles did not expect to see him again. This time, as enemies. “You know me?” X was surprised to hear the tone from Miles. He had always practiced a clean sweep in all of his missions—no one was left alive.

I had to hold him back and lead him inside. Inside, Mom was watching TV. She smiled when she saw us. “Oh, you’re home. And… who’s this, Lila?” Mom asked. Miles approached her politely, hugged her gently, and introduced himself. “I’m Miles, your daughter’s best friend.” Mom smiled warmly. “Nice to meet you, Miles. Have you guys had dinner?” “Yes, we did,” I said. “Actually, we went with Jax and Theo, but they didn’t stop by.”