Miles Morales Friends Novels & Stories

She wasn’t sure if it would embarrass him to know she was aware or not, so she kept those things to herself— and the ladies, of course. It was surreal for Tia to have a group of friends. It didn’t matter their age difference. Carissa, Susan, Lindy, Becca, and even Delilah —all of these women moved their way deep into Tia’s heart, and it was incredible to have a circle of friends she knew she could trust. “Do you want to talk about it?” Miles asked. He ached to pull Tia onto his lap and make her every promise under the stars, but he didn’t know if it would be too much for her at the moment.

“His name is Brice Peterson. The last I heard, he was in New York now.” Brice fucking Peterson. Holy shit, that name was a blast from the past. He used to be my best friend in grade school, then all the way through high school, but we grew apart after that. If what my father was saying about him was true and Brice was the kind of guy responsible for what my father referred to as Marissa’s ‘dark and battered past,’ it was no wonder we’d grown apart.

he said as she started to leave but froze when he realized that he grabbed her hand. " I'm sorry" " No. It's fine. I kind of liked it" Pandora said smiling at him. " Oh...okay. that's a relief but umm... about your mom. If it's okay with you I could accompany you-" " - you guys! Mason! Yo! Mason, did you hear about the Mysterious deaths in blue moon?" One of his friends said running to him. " What? No" he responded sounding a little irritated because his friend Miles interrupted him and Pandora.

“If you’re here to yell at me, then just leave. I don’t have any interest in listening to anything you want to say.” He grabbed my hands and gave me an apologetic look. There were times when I wondered if I had made the right decision by accepting being his girlfriend. He was friends with Jesse, and I knew how my own brother could be. He was a liar and a cheater. Most of all, he liked doing drugs, and he could get very violent. I should have seen their friendship as an extension of the kind of person Miles was. But instead, I was blinded by his charm.

◇ KEL ◇ New York 9:29PM "How's Miles?" "Better," Niccolo sighed over the phone. "You sure?" I sat on the couch as I watched my Mommy Tilda tidy up the small dining table, unsure whether I should mention that I was on the phone with Niccolo, Miles' ex-boyfriend. She'd definitely ask a barrage of questions I didn't have the will or courage to answer. I'd rather not mention that I was also friends with Niccolo. Otherwise I might bring up some highly confidential facts about the Falcos and their elaborate involvement with the Italian mob families.

“Not that I pray for something bad to happen. I just want us to move over to the next project.” “This must be the famous Meredith that caged Miles Pierce. She's a great score,” the bald man teased. Miles smirked at my embarrassment as I felt my cheeks heat up. “Indeed, I am such a blessed man. I couldn't have ever imagined this perfection.” The bald man giggled, and Miles knew he’d said the right thing. He grabbed my hand and pulled me in for a brief hug, which surprised me that Miles let that happen. “I'm Micheal. Your boyfriend's long-time lawyer and distant best friend.”

Mora shook her head, wondering when their two will stop fighting each other, Rogan appeared in their sight, and he roared crazily, he was upset. Mora threw the fruit towards him, he caught it, and escaped immediately, “do you want him to die of starvation, Miles?” “No, he is my friend, who am I going to spar with if he dies?” Miles retorted, blinking his eyes innocently. Mora reposted “go and play the piano, I want to listen to it” “Mama, is the best” Miles shrieked with excitement, and ran over to the piano, he sat down and started playing it.

He and Jessica are going to Hawaii to attend Xiomara's party. Xiomara was a good friend of his, they were roommates during college and really ended up being good friends. Xiomara was part of his friend group, along with Elijah, Colin, Chloe and Monica. And his treatment of Xiomara was like a little sister since he doesn't have any sisters. Well, he only has brothers but they were very distant from him, literally and figuratively. You know how it is with rich families, they’re also rich in issues.

Brandi “Are you sure it’s okay for me to come over?” I whisper again. “I already told you it’s fine. Mom loves company, and Papi doesn’t care what I do, as long as you’re not a boy,” she replies with a big grin. I smile shyly and nod. It’s only been a week since we became friends, but when I’m with her, I can push everything that’s happening with Colin out of my head.

There's my younger brother, Christian, and my father who works several jobs so that we can survive. Years after my birth, my Mom died. Cancer did what it does best. However, loneliness after my mother’s death was the least of my problems. I missed her because she was my mother, and I always would. But I was never truly alone. Two big differences. Then there's Cassie, my best friend. Surprisingly, we were born on the same day. The most shocking part of it? My Mom and hers have been friends, long before they got married to our fathers. They would still be friends if death and cancer hadn’t taken one.