Novel & Cerita Milo X Bisco

Baam! Following a deafening sound, Milo was not given time to react and was instantly sent flying. He slammed hard against the coffee table behind him and rolled off to the ground. As soon as he landed, a sharp pain pierced through his chest and he spat blood. His face was pale and he suffered from severe internal injury. Thankfully, Leon was not powerful enough to cause any permanent damage. Otherwise, he would have suffered far more than internal injury. "Milo was defeated? How is this possible?" Both Diego and Enzo rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

He laughed again—loud, unhinged, echoing off the concrete walls like a psycho who finally won the lottery. One of his guys shifted behind him. Skinny kid with a scar across his cheek. Voice low, urgent. “Boss. Milo’s not someone to play with. You don’t think he came alone, do you? You need to act fast. If you want to kill him, better do it now before we all die here.” Nate shoved the guy hard. Kid stumbled back into a stack of crates. “Shut the fuck up.” Nate cocked his head, his eyes never leaving me. “Milo knew he wouldn’t dare two-time me. He actually came alone. And to be honest…”

"Now that you mention it, I have never really thought about what her scent is before. I mean she smells like a wolf, but I don’t think of a scent specifically associated with her." "Well, get ready for tomorrow because you will!" Milo says with his signature goofy grin and a finger in the air. “My money is on those oatmeal toffee cookies.”

Milo declared, “And macaroni makes me strong. But not the boring kind they serve here. That just makes me sleepy.” I chuckled again and ruffled his hair playfully, “I’ll see what I can do about that macaroni problem.” “Really?” Milo’s eyes lit up, “You can tell the cook to make it like my mom’s? She puts extra cheese and a little hot sauce.” “I’ll tell the school,” I said, my heart warming when his smile widened. “But tell me, Milo, what else makes soldiers brave?” Milo thought for a moment before leaning in closer to my face as if he wanted to tell me a secret. “Dessert,” he whispered. “Chocolate cake. That’s the best.”

Milo nodded his head with a smile, and Harrison returned to his cleaning. As I stepped out of the bar and into the cool, early-morning air, I wondered if Milo was going to spend more time with Harrison here at the bar. Would they have sex? Would Harrison fuck Milo to get over me? Would Milo be okay being used like that? What am I thinking, of course, Milo doesn’t mind. If it means sex, he’s game. He can be such a man whore sometimes, specializing in comforting distraught men during difficult times. Oh God, Harrison is his perfect prey currently.

" Carter was still about talking when the man interrupted him. "Where's Cassie?" He asked, and I noticed Carter pinch him. "Excuse us Mila, we'll be back In a moment." Carter said, to which I just nodded. "Hey! My name is Alexis" The Bimbo lady introduced herself the moment the men left. "I'm Camilla" I smiled "So, he your boyfriend?" She asked "I.... suppose" I answered unsure. "You don't sound like you sure 'bout that baby, and I for one ain't sure 'bout that too, you know"

Milo exit the restroom, leaving the idiot. BIANCA Break was almost over, I haven't see Milo or the guys since, so as Beck's friends. The next thing, the cafeteria door opens. I gasp as soon as I noticed Milo holding Beck on the hair, what happened to his face, it's like he's allergic to something and he ate it. Everyone stars to whisper as soon as Milo knelt him in front of me.

If he had also asked me to sell him my lifelong recipe, I'm not sure that I would have turned down the offer, but then again, As Milo had so crudely put it, I hadn't been laid in a while. My best friend Milossa, I am not just saying this because I am biased, is gorgeous. She has caramel hair that she cut into a straight bob, her left eye is pink, and the other is the deepest shade of blue that I had ever known existed. Naturally, she was bullied as a child for this. But, I have never seen her back away from a fight. So, I am adding that quality to her beauty. "Annabelle, let me get you laid!" She said then took a swig of her beer. "Give me your permission, and I will be your fairy fuck mothe

Adrian Milo stood there, my father’s old assistant, holding a carton of wine bottles at his feet. The realization hit me. I had completely forgotten I had instructed him to stock the lake house. But even as relief started to creep in, something else made me pause. Milo was uneasy. Too uneasy for something as simple as a delivery. "Master," he said, bowing his head in deference, recognizing not just my power, but who I was — his Sire, his Lord.

Perhaps, he did not understand that he was asking that question to a gangster, who has his hand over everything possible. Kai, passes a hand through his hair, resisting the urge to slap Huck across the face. "In case you don't know, my name is Milo Kai Anton, known as Lord Viggo. I have access to almost everything I set my eyes on and your community was fortunate to be amongst the things I like. Further, your home or whatever it is picks my attention and does contain what belongs to me". He said the last part with his face void of emotion. The confidence in his tone could tell that he was set to get what he wanted and no one was going to stop him.