Milo Kida Novels & Stories

" I wasn't tied to one country anymore. I didn't have a 'home' to return to. I'll go back when the war ends, when there's no more chaos, when no one needs saving. Until then, the world—every broken, messy piece of it—is home. *** Jasper's panic kicked in. He grabbed my hand tight, voice desperate. "I'm sorry. I know I messed up. I lied, I was selfish—I had a kid with Natalie. "Hate me if you want, but don't say stuff like that. I've already paid for it. Natalie's dying—they say she's got days.

MILA Sophomore Year “Hi! I’m Mila Davis. I am a strong, beautiful, black girl and I don't need…” I looked down at the text message from my friend, Gabe, who hasn’t been to school all week. Affirmation for the day he texted. I cleared my throat and looked back into the mirror. “...and I don’t need validation from anyone but myself.”

He pronounced the school acceptable. Lena's first day report was shorter and delivered quietly when they were home and Luca had gone to find Kael to continue the engineering debrief. She came and sat beside Elara on the sitting room sofa and was quiet for a moment. "The boy I saw," she said. "His name is Milo. He feels things too. Different things but the same category." She paused. "We didn't talk very much. We didn't need to." "That sounds like a good beginning," Elara said.

“You wanted to turn us in for a reward.” “Right. Obviously, I’d never do that now. But not just because you guys are my family. I actually kind of like magic. It’s been useful.” “It’s definitely gotten us out of some tight spots,” Milo says. “And I can’t be sorry that Kaely is dead, whatever it might have cost. When I saw what it did to her to be around him, I think I went a little nuts.” I nod. “I would have skinned him alive. Slowly.”

"I'm the CEO of my own company. How could I be immature?" "And I've changed," Kian argued. "I'm not the same immature guy that I was back then." Milo chuckled. "Yeah—two grown men bickering with a thirteen-year-old is definitely mature." Zeth and Kian pursed their lips together since they knew that Milo had gotten them good. "Whatever," Kian rolled his eyes. "What do you know? You're just a freshman in high school. Stop meddling with adult people's business." Milo raised his hands up. "Alright. Alright. I'll leave. And by the way," he said before leaving the room. "Luis is single and is currently looking for a partner," he said.

Roman said flatly. “He might,” I said. “If he knew what was at stake.” Lira looked between us. “Who’s Milo?” I sighed. “An old friend. He was supposed to die with the rest of us.” Roman gave me a look. “He didn’t die. He ran.” “And yet I’m still here,” I shot back. We glared at each other. Lira held up a hand. “Enough. If there’s someone out there who can help, we find him. If there’s a child in danger, we protect her. If Kael is building some twisted bloodline army… we burn it to the damn ground.”

Milo promised, casually leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. When they faced him, Tessa could immediately see he was exhausted. Even though it had already been a few months since her brother woke up, Milo developed a tireless devotion to warrior training. He everyone to feel confident in his ability to protect the pack with the Elites, and he refused any assistance from Tessa.

Kids lining up to buy gum from Charles Hartley for two dollars a pack. I rushed to my locker. Five minutes until the first period. “Yo!” I turned. Mason Drew. One of the few genuinely evil people in my class. Buzz cut. Good face. Around my height—thankfully. He wore a pair of Miles Morales Jordans, my dream shoes. “How was Mexico, my man?” he asked. “I didn’t go this year. Budget.” He laughed. “Dude, you got infinite money.” “I’m not rich. Have you seen my car?”

Wanda nods her head in the negative, not knowing what else to say. “How are my favorite girls in the world doing today?” Milos asks, coming into the room. He has been away for the past two hours for his routine exercise and early morning patrol. He has just gotten back. “Well, from what you can see, Kayola is fine, but I am not” Wanda complains and Milos laughs out loud, then he goes to sit beside her. “What’s the problem, baby?” He asks, hugging her with one strong arm. “Dad, I want to play up there,” she points at the ceiling.

That was what pissed Milo off. "Aiden lived up to his name as the Greene family's prodigy. He's still so young, but he was already a Boneforging Realm martial artist," Lionel commented. Mira nodded gently. "He is immensely talented." She was the one who spoke to Milo telepathically just now. Otherwise, the latter would've attacked Aiden out of rage. Not only would Milo fail to vent her frustration, but she would also be kicked out of the venue due to breaking the rules.