Milo Kida Novels & Stories

Pull the trigger or leave him barely alive to set an example for the people who were still looking for her. "How do you know me? I know you're like me, trained not to speak when held captive or tortured but if you know my name, then you know me, and you know why they called me Adolph's Shadow, don't you?" His Adam's Apple moved up and down as he gulped from the fear she inflicted with that sentence and those dreadful eyes. He could still feel the aftermath of the punch she landed below his chest before sending him sprawling on the floor. "As expected of the Hian Hoshi clan, to be able to produce such a fine gifted weapon as you must have made them proud and esteemed."

Anyone who disgraced the Society was persecuted without thinking twice. Her father walked in that night after John Delmont left their house. "Give me some time to speak to Mila alone," Her father told her brothers and her mother. Her father sighed and sat beside her. "The boss has spoken. You can no longer go to the regular school. You must be enrolled in a catholic high school," They were strict Catholics. It was always the ones who went to church most that did the worst things. Mila's father was the head doctor of the Society. His father was also the head, the position remained in the Pack family and her brother was going to be the head doctor later, working side by side with the boss, the

KYLE'S POV I squinted my brows as I looked amongst the crowd searching for a particular figure. Looking closely I noticed that I couldn't find the figure. No, that shouldn't be happening. I frowned and sat well then looked again closely only to see that the figure I was looking for was missing. "Guards." I frowned calling out to the guards who were by my side. "Yes, Alpha." The guards answered as they rushed over. "Where's that maid?" I frowned.

Trembling, she uttered, "Who am I?" The AI answered, "You're Mila Winkler, also known as Wanda Hoffis or formerly Sally Hoffis. Aged 25, you were born in Norvania to a father of the same origin and a mother from Sunterland. "You acquired Sunterland nationality at the age of 14. Your academic journey culminated in dual doctoral degrees from the Sunterland National Defense University. "You hold the esteemed title of research scientist in chemistry, along with a first-class military engineer status, recognized as a pivotal asset of Sunterland."

Meanwhile, Jelena Savage was facing a challenge in her office. On her desk was a letter and painted on the letter was the lifelike image of a beautiful white lily. This was the presence of Primal, the white Lily represented unblemished Al. The claim of Primal was to restore the Al race to what they originally were. It was popularly known among humans and Al that Primal had caused the Crisis but the Coalition Administration and leaders of the Human Alliance knew better.

His eyes shone bright as he watched two men try to end each other's life. Serenity folded her hands on her chest and said, "Shouldn't you introduce yourself now?" He didn't bother to look away from the fight as he answered, "I am Luke. I turned seven this year, and also, I want to be the pack's warrior. I want to be as strong as the Alpha and protect the pack!" Luke raised his fist high and stared at Serenity with bright eyes. She chuckled. "I will cheer you on. I am Serenity."

I nodded shyly as if I agreed with what he had said. He stared at me for a moment and sighed. He lowered the goblet containing an expensive wine that could be equivalent to one month's supply of our food at home. "It's okay if you want to keep your identity. Your name here is Magda? It's cool anyway." he complimented. "You know what, Magda, you have the vibe of a person I've been searching for for so long." he shared. I gulped after hearing it. Is he talking about the person he's been searching for for so long is... me?

Essi appreciated. Milo made a gentle scratch at the back of his neck because of shyness. In the first, it was Oneil ,or so was Riley as he was called, who befriended him first. He was always approachable to anyone in the barn and would talk to them except that these people would avoid him and remind him of shutting his mouth disguised in the discipline of work. Milo was rather comfortable on Riley which defies the narratives about him. For he was stereotyped of failing in his life because he didn’t take care of his education well and had just proceeded on getting crazily in love with Marika without clear directions in life. Milo rather saw a hopeful person in Riley, one that wishes to get be

"His name is Kothari, and he is searching for his parents, Gard and Rayne. He's a Vârcolac, Mila." At the sound of the boy's name, an image flared to life in her inner sight...short, dark hair, eyes hidden behind lenses so black that no light could be distinguished. Streaks of red slashed across the image, jagged cuts scoring across pale white skin. The tears healed the instant they occurred, being re-opened time and again in an endless loop. Rage...grief...the emotions threatened to consume her, bringing tears to her eyes. "Oh Dante," Mila whispered, tears spilling slowly down her cheeks. "Such all-consuming pain. I don't know how any one person can live with it. We have to help him. We hav

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I