Milo Dangerous Amazon Novels & Stories

He came back preparing the soup while Kaegan was behind him. “No shit sherlock! You’re making soup?!” Kaegan gasped, looking at him like he turned into some disgusting creature. He pointed him to the stool on the counter. “Yes. And if you keep on shouting, am gonna slice your tongue and mix it here.” Kaegan abruptly shut his mouth. But not long enough. “Are you sick?” He asked in a whisper. “Nope. It’s for the woman there,” he said, pointing to his room. “The amazon girl was right there, sleeping. She fainted while at work. Only happened that I was there too and came in rescue.”

Sienna suspired, folding her arms across her chest as she slumped back into the sofa. “I don’t think you realize, Sienna, that our friend, the one who had her heart broken years ago and has refused to even entertain the idea of dating anyone, has fucked a dangerous and, not to mention, incredibly fucking hot criminal. It’s exciting!” Disregarding the disgusting grimace plastered on Sienna’s face, Anja turned her full attention back to Zoe. “Come on, give me all the deets. How big was it?” “You’re actually disgusting, Anja,” Sienna snapped. “This whole conversation is gross. He kills people. Am I the only one who recognizes how fucked up this is?”

The smell of fear only grew as he searched for an opening to escape. "No, we can't stay here," Milo muttered to himself, then made a feeble attempt to run for the forest. Dainin tried to run after him, but Tessa held him back. He found it strange that no one else made a move to capture him. “Are they just going to let him get away,” his wolf asked in confusion, then Tessa’s voice sounded beside him. "Do it," Tessa uttered with a raised hand, and in seconds a soft whir pierced through the air, and Milo collapsed in an unconscious heap to the ground with a dart protruding from his neck.

Milo's eyes went wide with realization and he pushed my wrist away from him, looking towards Sylar worriedly then shrunk against me. "I'm so sorry," he whispered to me then tried to sit up. I rubbed Milo's back to bring him comfort. "No," I whispered. "Milo it was self defense." "He killed him though," Sylar muttered. "He could have knocked him out or something.... He killed both of them." Milo's eyes went wide and he looked towards Stormy's ashes in shock then started to tremble. He looked a little freaked out and I could hear his heart starting to race as he looked towards his bloody hand.

she began, but was promptly interrupted. “Waited for what? The only way we were getting out of the Amazon was during a time when they were distracted. And it worked, didn’t it?” “Oh, it worked,” she replied, finally losing her cool. “Now, instead of being in a beautiful rainforest, we’re here--in this miserable hovel--just waiting for LIGHTS to make another mistake so you can go out and get yourself killed.” “I’m not going to get myself killed!” Giovani retorted angrily. “That’s why I’m being cautious! That’s why I’m resorting to these… feeder people instead of going out and getting my own kills.”

This was the very Milo who ranked first among the ten toughest people! He was the leader of Firebrand Base, a man who was said to have reduced his own base down to nothing but the last few survivors. When he heard Liam's voice, the man in the mask reached up and pulled off the black face cover. A tan, sun-darkened face appeared. Milo's face was lean, with a hint of foreign blood. His features were sharp and rugged, his brows heavy, his nose high and straight, and his eyes a clear amber color. Everything about him looked hard and unbreakable.

Roman fought like a man possessed, his movements precise and brutal, dropping one wolf after another, but they kept getting back up like pain meant nothing to them. “Milo!” I shouted. He was already digging something out of his coat — a small glass vial glowing faintly blue. He smashed it on the ground, and a wave of sharp, metallic scent hit the air. The wolves recoiled instantly, snarling, their eyes flaring brighter. “Won’t hold ‘em long!” Milo yelled. The child-thing’s face twisted into something monstrous, all teeth and black eyes. “You shouldn’t have come.” Roman didn’t hesitate. He closed the distance in two strides and drove his blade straight into its chest.

Milo lit a cigarette with his hands shaking. “This isn’t some petty vendetta,” he said. “This is big. Someone’s pulling strings, and they’ve been doing it for years”. I leaned against the wall, feeling the weight of it all. My plan had always been revenge, expose Damien, make him pay. But now… what if he wasn’t the monster? What if he was the pawn? Milo handed me a copy of the extracted data on a separate drive. “Take this”, he said. “But be careful. Whatever this Viper wants, it doesn’t end with Crest. It ends with a body count”.

The doctor lubricated her finger and looked at her first. "Is there anything you would like me to know, Miss Carter?" The doctor asked her before checking her. Mila was scared. "I have not been touched, but I have touched myself. I do not know if it counts," She replied. The doctor laughed at her naivety. The doctor wrote it down and let her dress up, then went to call Vincent in. Mila backed him, scared of what he was going to do to her. "She is a virgin sir, she has confirmed it by herself," She told him.

a stretch of the truth but not fully a lie, “And you can’t stand it. That someone would hire me when you made sure that I was an untouchable thing. The power’s gone now hasn’t it Nik, you can’t control me anymore and it’s killing you. And I won’t ask you again, let me go.” There was danger in my eyes, pools of darkness that hopped to overcome the blue of his eyes, drowning him until his pale skin was bloated and unrecognisable. I had murder on my mind and I wasn’t ashamed of it. This interaction entirely had riled me up beyond belief, my hatred for Nilaus Artymov was given new life. And it all came to a stop when he pulled me forward, I crashed into his chest and he wouldn’t let me go, I fel