Miles Morales X Peni Parker Novels & Stories

“Oh, so you have shit in your ears as well as blinders over your eyes. You’re about to lose her, you know.” That was it. I whipped around and charged forward, stopping inches from his smug face. “I suggest you walk away, before they have to drag you away.” “You still don’t see it, but we all do. Do you know what your problem is, Miles?” Parker continued to push despite my warning seconds ago.

He joked She laughed." No problem, it's the first time, make it for free." " It's free if it's you... Destiny, right?" " Yeah... You?" " Parker." " Nice to meet you." " Meeting you is a pleasure." This girl so attractive to bad boys I looked at them and heard their conversation then he started, throwing some bitter jokes and she was laughing like a fool. I clenched my fist in anger and stood up forcefully " Easy man!" Miles said but I ignored him

But still, he was determined, and he managed a weak knock instead. A full minute of silence passed, in which he finally recovered enough to stand up straight, before Aiden’s mother opened the door. “Is Aiden home?” Miles asked eagerly, though very breathily. Ms. Morales opened the door all the way to get a better look at the boy on her doorstep, and the minute she did, she let out a deep, melancholy sigh. “Miles Parker, right?” “Yes Ma’am.” “I’m sorry, but Aiden can’t see you right now.”

All of them had caught up with the situation now and were glowering at Zayn and his company. Miles shrugged his shoulders before standing up and saying darkly, “How bold of you all…You don’t even care that you’ve barged into Miles Morales’ territory, huh?” Peter’s expression changed in a flash when he heard the name. Taking a step forward, he asked, “Pray tell, are you Miles Morales of the Everest Group?” Miles cracked his neck and smirked. “Oh, so you know me? Looks like you’re not a nobody…” Peter instantly became anxious and he hurried over to grovel to the man. “It’s really you, Mr. Morales of the Everest Group. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m the chairman of Black Athens Media Corp, Pe

Sweat gleamed on his skin under the harsh lights. Confident. Arrogant. Untouchable. But the noise dipped when the opposite corner remained empty. Minutes passed. Whispers spread. “Think he bailed?” “He always does.” “That’s Parker for you.” Liam Parker had a reputation—not just for violence, but for unpredictability. He showed up when he wanted. Walked away when it suited him. No apologies. No explanations. The crowd grew restless. Backstage, Liam sat alone on a splintered wooden bench.

Mitch pushed back from his desk, raised his arms over his head, and stretched. "No, no, I'm not embarrassed by him. He wanted to stay out of the spotlight, so I made the deal with the Denver people, but he always handled the money when it was delivered." "And his name?" Mitch asked. "I call him Parker because that was his name when we met but-" Her gaze searched the room, as if wondering if she'd already said too much. "Oh, what the hell. His real name is Albert Morrow. He's a former FBI agent on the lam, but you probably already know that, too, don't you?" Her eyes shot daggers at Joe sitting adjacent to her.