Milo Manheim X Reader Novels & Stories

War. I knew now too, that Dillon had lied to me. He knew about routes, about buyers, about how far this shit had spread. And if he and Stye thought he was going to sell their own blood to the highest bidder? They’d miscalculated, because Marlowe wasn’t just Stye’s daughter or Dillon’s sister…she was mine.

The names of the Readers were turning into a solid, glowing "Ink Black." One of the "Readers" from the ship—a man in a modern black hoodie—jumped from the prow and landed in the courtyard. He didn't have gold eyes, and he didn't have silver eyes. He had eyes of "Pure Ink." He looked at Kaelen, and a cold, mercury-smile touched his lips. "The 'First Sentence' is beautiful, Genesis," the man said, his voice sounding like a thousand pages turning at once. "But did you forget the 'Disclaimer'? The 'Reader' doesn't just watch. Sometimes, the 'Reader' wants to be the 'Villain'."

That crossed every single line. "Kade..." Milo whispered, his voice trembling as his hands dropped from my shoulders, his fingers digging nervously into the fabric of my shirt. "What is he doing here? How did he even find us?" "I don't know, baby," I murmured, my voice dropping into a low, dangerous register as my jaw locked tight. I kept one hand firmly on Milo's arm, grounding him, even as my eyes locked onto the dark hallway leading toward the front entrance. "But he's about to find out that you don't just march onto Devil Rider property and start breaking down doors."

" he stated. The door opened and Mila walked in, holding a tray as the aroma wafted through the room. She was smiling as she walked in. She froze in place as she stared at the redhead present in the room. "Amanda?" she called out. "Mila," Amanda smirked. * Mila's POV There was no way for me to find out who the other person might be as the book didn't say so. Guess I'll have to do the rest myself. I took the other books out from the library to the room. I will study it later.

Chapter 144. Alpha Lucien’s Pov. I froze. My eyes widened, my grip on the book tightening until my knuckles were white. My chest raced as I stared at the words again and again, trying to comprehend them. I turned to Imani, my voice almost a whisper. “Is… is everything in this book… correct?” She nodded, her hand still shaking. “Yes, Alpha Lucian. Everything here is true.” My gaze darted to Mila. She looked stunned. Then I handed the book to her.

The rules were many, but none were better than the others. Just then, the reading was interrupted when someone came and whispered something into the ears of the Devlin. I couldn’t hear what he said, but whatever he said ruined Devlin’s mood. He suddenly turned to me, and my heart beat fast. Then I knew that whatever it was had to do with me. “What is your name!?” he thundered. "Mi…mi…—I stammered—Mila Anderson,” I said immediately. “Were you the one who gathered your pack members into the house?” he asked.

HUNTER Our trip to New York was less tiring than I thought, I can even say that it was a riveting trip, Maggie sleeps cuddle up in my arms while I read ‘Archer’s Voice’ by Mia Sheridan, with the cover covered in black , of course! After all, I’m tired of my friends making fun of me because I’m a MMA fighter who likes to read novels. We get to Park Central Hotel and Gary check us in, I’m so happy for Maggie being here with me I’m barely able to hide my happiness. Gary looks at us hugging in the elevator and throws a bucket of cold water on me by saying:

I will keep Mimo beside me for the remaining months until she falls to my charm. I am sitting for almost four hours reading the manuscript, and I have enjoyed it so far. I love how Mimo describes the steamy scenes in her story, and I am surprised she even wrote down what exactly happened to us in the hotel. I am laughing so hard and notice that my dick aroused while reading that part. I sighed because I totally remembered everything, and she ruined the fun. I am ready to get her laid to plant my seed on her so she won't run away from me anymore.

"If Liam says you're tough, then I believe it. I'm Milo Reynolds, from Firebrand Base." Hayley glanced at his open hand. "Hayley Reid. Haylight Base." Then she took it. The instant their hands touched, it was like grabbing onto something burning hot. A wave of strength surged from his grip straight into her arm. Even from a simple handshake, she could feel how powerful Milo was, full of heat, energy, and an aggressive kind of life. In short, this man was all force and pressure. Milo felt it, too. He stared at her in surprise. Her hand was small, yet the power behind it was real.

The man said. He held up his hand to attract the bartender who nodded and brought two beers down. "Mia, right?" I nodded. "Good, then I found the lost girl. So, if Master Jordan is not yours, who do you belong to?" he asked sitting next to me. "I belong to Master Reed," I explained softly. The man's mouth dropped for a moment before the man's head flew back as he barked out more laughter.