Miles Morales Friends Novels & Stories

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.

“Buddy, Miami hasn’t been the same without you. I miss you” “Give Maverick the fucking phone” “Shit’s that bad?” “That’s what I’m trying to figure out. Where’s Maverick?” The line got cut before Maverick came on. “Michael Markovich, Callum Pallis, they were here and by the looks of it, they are friends… Lucia Amato says they were childhood friends and all that shit so they are close, family close. There’s a party tonight, the guest list is somewhat confidential, how fast can you get me the names on the list? I have a feeling things are about to go down”

As their eyes met, their affection grew. I sighed and turned to leave. Suddenly, a spark from a firework landed right in front of me. In an instant, the dry grass before me caught fire. I hurriedly backed up, only to realize there was a small raised hill behind me. In the midst of the crisis, I shouted, “Henry, call someone to put out the fire!” Henry nodded instinctively. “Someone, quick…” Before he could finish, Margot’s eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

I finally asked carefully while forcing a smile onto my face, though I could even hear the slight tremble hidden beneath my voice. “Oh, it was Hailey,” Damon answered casually, almost too casually, before reaching forward to grab both my hands excitedly. “Actually, that’s why I needed you here tonight because I seriously need your help with something important.” The moment he said her name, something inside me twisted painfully. Hailey Morgan. The gorgeous blonde girl from his marketing classes whose pictures constantly filled his social media recently while he insisted repeatedly that they were only friends working together on projects. Before I could even process why he looked so excited m

She added in a defeated tone. The person now had his fingers against his lips. His eyes upturned as if he was smiling at the moment. "Nice to meet you, Harmonica….. Harmony, I am Rhett King. My friends call me King." The name was a bit too fitting. Harmony agreed that his last name resonated with him. Not just his build but just the aloof aura he possessed. Even now that he was being nice, Harmony sensed this indescribable domineering aura around him.

It had been a week since the passing of Miguel Valiente, and the family was still struggling with his absence. Stella and Pedro had stayed at the hacienda for three days before departing, providing Marissa with much-needed support during her time of need. Marissa was deeply grateful for their company; her best friend's companionship was a comforting balm in the midst of her grief.

“Face the truth for myself?” With that comment, Miller lowered his head and stepped to the side. Just behind him, another figure stood up from the crowd surrounding the fire and ambled toward them. He was significantly taller and looked older than most of them, but no better dressed. Unlike anyone else, he was displaying a rather arrogant smile as he approached the entourage. “Morales. I don’t believe we’re expecting your group back so soon,” he stated, outstretching his arms carelessly. “If everyone under my lead was just as sad and pitiful as you then how do you think that would reflect upon me?”

" Miles doesn't speak. He just stares down. And that alone gives it up. That it’s true. That he did it. Now, it makes sense why his kiss always felt like an apology for something he was too scared to say aloud. Maddox shakes his head, refusing to believe it. "No. That’s not true. That’s not how it happened. Miles, say something!" Miles stays mute. Maddox shakes his head. "I can’t believe it. So all these years, you made me hate—hate Morien. When it was all you." Maddox’s eyes flare. He raises his hand as if to say more but steps back instead. I look between the two of them. I hope another friendship is not about to fracture.

He is Reile’s brother, the youngest and naughtiest. I still remember he brought me a cupcake last week when I sat quietly in my basement room, watching my parent’s video and celebrating my birthday alone. But all my complaints aside, when I meet my best friend, Milo Efrain. He is more than I can explain in words. We have been together since I don’t know how long. Our mothers were best friends, and they passed those genes to us to continue the friendship bond. He is one of a handsome man, own an event management company.

Mia put this matter aside and hugged Miles back “ okay. “ The next day Milan left with Liya and took her to his army base; as a general, he stayed inside the military area, so Liya followed him there. At the hospital, Alma was searching for a chance to catch Miles’s attention. And she finally found one. Miles’s friend and his wife came back to A country after a long three years; he invited each of his friends, including Miles and Nick, Alma. Most of Miles's friends were unmarried; only he and Ron were married. Miles was in his office when his phone rang. Looking at the familiar number, he picked up the call ” what’s up, “ Miles asked.