Miles Morales Girlfriends Novels & Stories

After ten years, she still did not know who I actually was. When I had met her, she had been a girl from the mountains on a financial-aid scholarship. The wealth gap would have made her uncomfortable, so I had never mentioned my family. I had planned to tell her in time. I had planned to buy her a small place she liked. I was glad I never had. I held my ground. Cole grabbed Vivian's wrist and turned for the door. "Selena, I am the GM of Hartline Mall. After the holiday, corporate is giving me equity in the branch. You broke up with me, don't come back."

Everything except the part about the video. When I mentioned the money, her eyes nearly popped out of her head. “Thirty million?!” “Shhh!” I hissed, covering her mouth. “Keep your voice down.” She pulled my hand away, whispering now. “Sorry, but that’s insane. It’s just three months. You can do this. The rules aren’t even that bad.” I frowned. “Except one.” She raised a brow. “Which?” “That whole no feelings part.” Amelia sat up slightly, concern creeping into her voice. “What if you do start falling for him?”

Isabella said, pointing to the group of women I'd seen arrive. "Oh, really?" I asked interestedly. "And do you know who they are? I only know Melissa and Samantha." "They're a bunch of freeloaders!" Isabella said enviously. "Lascuran is a brute." That Samantha, I don't know how she bewitched Heitor. The black-haired one is Catarina, Lascuran's friend and Mellendez's aide. They were having an affair, but my friend Carol already broke up with that girl and got Alessandro back. The redhead is dating Guzman, the shorter one, I don't know who she is, is new to the group, and the other one is married to Rick, Patrício's aide.

The tone shifted. "Wait. There's something else. Did you know they were together before that? Romantically?" My hand paused again. "Blair was his girlfriend during that exchange program," Miles explained. "From what I gathered, they were very serious. If you don't believe me, look at her old social media archives. She never deleted the photos." "I see. Thank you, Miles." I ended the call. I sat in the quiet glow of the living room for several minutes. I set Sophie's dress neatly aside, carefully smoothing out the wrinkles. I picked up my phone and opened the browser.

Hearts are not supposed to hurt like this. They're not supposed to break so fast. Hannah Morales sat on the floor of her living room in her gigantic two-story house, crying her eyes out. She never thought, after years of enduring abuse, that she'd be once again crying over the pain caused by another person. Yet, here she was. Crying over her young lover who had a girlfriend. A hotshot girlfriend.

Hard to miss or forget. "You're just jealous because Daniel was staring at her all night," another woman replied. That sounds like Ficanzi, Nicholas' younger sister. She's close to my age, maybe a little younger, with light brown hair and eyes. I've only spoken to her once, but she seems nice. "I don't care what Daniel does. I already have Theo," Kianna replied. I heard a rustling sound like someone digging through their wallet, then silence, probably putting makeup back on. "They killed her boyfriend for taking her away, did you know? A guy from Moscow."

I thought his boyfriend belonged to mafia background only, not a college-going or a highschool student. "Are you, by any chance, Martin's boyfriend? I am sorry for being so nosy." I apologised almost immediately when his eyes snapped up to meet mine. His cheeks turned even red, blushing profusely. "He— he mentioned me?" He asked me, surprised, and I nodded my head, a broad smile lighting up my face. "Oh, he did. He was sounding very fond of you. I am Bella, by the way. Bella Murphy. It's nice to meet you." I said, pulling my hand out for a handshake, and color drained from his face.

He smiled and drove down the long expanse of Crizford Avenue. As soon as he turned on the radio, the news about his upcoming public announcement of his girlfriend at the end of October blasted through the speakers. Addie, his cousin, was faster than lightning. No matter what station he switched to, it’s the same story. He chuckled softly and played "Just Say Yes" by Snow Patrol on the stereo. The song's upbeat rhythm matched his own good mood as he gazed at the massive billboards featuring Alice. They showcased her various endorsements for popular products and well-known companies. Edward's eyes reflected his admiration for Alice's beauty and her achievements. For him, she’s the perfect girl

Only I stood there in shock. It was not until my mother elbowed me and said in frustration, "Look at Leo. He's about to get married. And you? Always talking about bringing your 'imaginary' girlfriend home. When are you going to let me meet a real one?" I silently remarked, "Mom, you've already met her. The woman standing shyly beside another man is my girlfriend, Elsa." But I did not dare say it aloud, fearing my mom would have a heart attack on the spot.

he advised. Reluctantly, I returned to my seat. Tss! I really wanted to see her, to hug her, to caress everything about her. Moana Gomez is my girlfriend. Wrong! She's now my ex-girlfriend. She broke up with me last week just because of some rumor that I'm having an affair with a ghost! I don't even know where that came from. But that rumor ruined my life. "Ms. Magtalas. You're late again," the professor called out.