Milo X Kida Novels & Stories

Suzanne could tell Ethan wanted to say something so she shut him a glare and he swallowed down the comment and looked away. Ashley didn't notice anything that transpired between them as she went on reading, "The Class 'M' missions is all about heroes solving cases of fireoutbreaks and other emergencies, also patrolling of the country's border, taking on highway robbers and prison escapees, also patrolling the various segments in Malk." "The Class 'X' missions is all about solving crime cases, getting intel on enemies, being undercover, watching top important kids, like kids of other heroes. Also protecting the mayor during speech. Part of Class 'X' mission is being CIN and supervising the ne

“Then talk. For once, Milo, just talk to me as a man. Not a soldier.” Milo stayed standing for a moment, torn between instinct and emotion. Then sat across from me, almost like a son summoned to explain a hidden wound. He exhaled deeply. “My birth name is Mi Lo Jin. Son of Jong Ping Jin, Korean arms financier. Ruthless. Unforgiving. He trafficked power like currency. His reach extended into Lorenzo’s camp before Lorenzo even had a name.” My eyes narrowed. “And you disowned him?” Milo nodded. “He killed my mother for giving me a conscience. I left Korea. Found refuge with Mr. Martinez, a tech genius who owed my mother a favor. He became my real father. Trained me. Gave me a second life.”

There's no project. "So, how old are you young man?" dad asked with his big voice. "I'm twenty-two, sir." Milo answered. Sir. I smirked. "You're five years older than my daughter." Dad pointed out clearly. "I am aware of that sir." "Just because you're a celebrity doesn't mean you can get special treatments around here. If you hurt my daughter, I'm telling you this for only one time so you better listen up, you're not gonna have her back once you let go of her." Dad said too seriously.

I wipe away tears before they fall and blink hard. “Kas, just focus on you and the kids.” Milo sits on the edge of the bed and takes my hands in his. He looks at me remorsefully. “Things are going to be okay. It’s just going to take time. Everything is going to work out just fine. I’m sure of it. In fact, I think things are going to work out even better than they were before.” “Thanks, Milo.” I force a smile. He stands up and points at me. “I promised Codi she gets to come see Au Ka and her baby cousins tomorrow, so get ready for a big sloppy kiss from the cutest almost three-year-old you’ve ever known.”

Homer nodded and responded, “It's him. He called me this morning and asked me to hand over Hector. I refused. Not long after the call, I received bad news from my company’s secretary. Milo, tell me what I should do. You have a wide network of connections in Flower City. Help me find out what the bosses and big figures in Flower City think of this. Also, help me contact Philip and tell him that I want to meet him. There’s no lasting feud, only eternal friends.” Homer had no other choice. The opponent’s killing moves were too fierce and accurate. He was now an eagle with broken wings, unable to fly. Milo’s face darkened. He thought about it and said, “Okay, I'll do it right away.” After that,

The air itself seemed to vibrate with the building energy. "Milo, RUN!" I screamed, clutching our son tighter. "Everyone, GET OUT!" But Milo didn't run. He looked at me one last time. At the baby. His eyes… still blazing with purple fire… softened for just a moment. And in that moment, I saw everything he wanted to say. Everything he had never got the chance to. *I love you. I love him. Take care of our son. Live.* Then his jaws clamped onto Millen's scruff.

“Just don’t go dating him, alright? I don’t want to be a third wheel.” He grins and I laugh. “Too late for that, we’re already together,” I whisper, and it’s too late because Milo’s not here anymore… “I love you, sis. I love you, my crazy Mi-Rex. You were the only family I ever needed. I hope you find someone you can share your future with. So fall in love, ok? Settle down, have kids… I’m sure they’ll be as handsome as their uncle.” He points at himself, and when he looks back at me, smiling, I know the video is about to end, and I don’t want it to. “So, live on, Milena, for me as well as yourself. Live your life to the fullest, and I’ll watch down on you from the heavens.”