Milo X Kida Novels & Stories

"Are you being serious? The same man who rejected you? The same man who humiliated you? That man that is the Alpha King of the Valdris territory, and he is the father of your child?" I nodded. Tom ran a hand through his hair and began to pace the room. "What is your plan? How will you make sure that Milo is not kidnapped and used Sage. You know he can get away with it. He has power. He has resources. If he decides he wants her, what will you do?" "I am not done talking," I said. Tom stopped pacing and looked at me. "Kael is not the only father," I said. "Milo has three fathers. All three of them are the same one I am working with here."

Lumar told him “Sorry, Lutin. I am Milo. I was King Otis’s beta until I let Tia get into my head. I haven’t seen her since I was band from the castle. But the word is she is looking for people to help her kill someone so they don’t lead a war against pure bloods.” Milo informed us

“Let’s get to your dad then.” We walk into the building and as we encounter security, Mia identifies herself with an ID card and a thumbprint, which further identifies her as Mia Fernandez. She then introduces me as her date and we received permission to go in and I follow Mia's footstep, not trusting her one bit, but hoping for all our sake she’s right. I climb up the stairs, stopping when we are on the staircase, one floor above, and looking down at everything that’s happening. “With joy in my heart, I welcome everyone to the 33rd annual convention of the Fernandez Company and initiative.” Begin a man with grey hair who seems to have a striking resemblance to Mia. The crowds applauded, and

Sometimes she was, and sometimes she gave her opinion on a matter unapologetically. "I'm not shy. He does make me shy" Mila looked anywhere but at me. I smiled inwardly. So I did make her shy huh? "Cute" June smiled. "Your fiancéé reminds me of one of my students. Camilla looks to be a high schooler, or atleast graduated. What school did she finish from?" Cameroun asked me and I became temporarily mute. "Ermmm... What's the school again?" I asked Mila who looked like she was struggling not to laugh.

And Milo—because of course Milo—perched on the low wall, flipping his knife like a man with no interest in keeping his fingers. “Storm girl,” he drawled, grin bright as coin. “How’s it feel being Nytherra’s newest controversy? Fan club? Hate mail?” “Do you practice being insufferable,” I asked, “or is it genetic?” He pressed a hand to his heart, stricken. “Wounded. Catch me, Jarek.” “No,” Jarek said without looking. Kaia clipped mint and didn’t hide her smile. “Stop pestering.” “Pestering?” Milo gasped. “I’m enriching.” He winked at me. “Right, Zoey?”

Kila Beile, one of Harper Miller’s minions, a daughter of a conglomerate, and yet here she is dirtying her father’s precious name. “You should be very careful at who you are offending, you are just a measly doctor pretending to be good but you are basically sleeping with your patients!” Trisha Nesk, cousin of Kila Beile on her mother's side, birds of the same feather’s flock together indeed. Luna then scoffed, mocking how they attempted to scare her.

Everything happened very fast and then it was over, and when the noise settled and the corridor light flickered on from somewhere above us, Milo was standing in the far corner of the room with his stuffed wolf pressed against his chest, gray eyes enormous, still wearing his dinosaur pajamas. He looked at me. Then he looked at Kade, who was breathing hard beside me, jaw tight, something cracked open in his expression that he was not even trying to hide. Milo looked between us slowly. The particular calculation of a child who is frightened but also paying very close attention. Then he walked straight to Kade. Not to me. To Kade. He stopped in front of him and looked up with those storm-gray ey

Leonard whispered to Hayley. "Milo is one of our people who's been living in Froydland. He grew up abroad, and when one of our units was sent there, he joined us. Because he had spent so many years overseas, he knew the place better than anyone, and he led the team through several major fights. "His achievements were remarkable, and he was promoted to commander soon after. The international campaign wrapped up eight months ago, and that was when they were called back. "He's…different from us."

He is torturing a man. Lucy tskes, dropping the pile of underwear on another chair. She had been sorting them out based on colour, and she turns to face Kasym, a blank look on her face. “You could just spit it out, Kasym. No need to make it sound so…clean because of him. Milo is one of us, right?” She turns to me, and her expression is bright and clear, almost like another person was inhabiting her body. It looks weird, and I can’t stop my flinch. “And Milo is Andrei’s son, no less.”

Ronnie asked, the moment we slid into our chairs. I shrugged. “I guess… “Oh my goddess Glinda, you can be so slow sometimes you know. Mila from the cheerleading team just smiled at you, she doesn't do smiles!” Taking a big bite out of my burger and munching on it crazily, I asked. “What does this have to do with anything, Ronnie?” She smacked her forehead and I giggled. Gosh, she was too dramatic. “Mila is a cheerleader! The only one who's ever hated the so- called Queen, Cressida.”