Novel & Cerita Saint Seiya Scorpio Milo

He’s kneeling, doubled over, clutching his chest as the glow pulses beneath his skin like trapped lightning. “Milo!” I start forward— Lucien yanks me back.“Don’t. Not until we know what form he’s in.” “What form?! He’s a kid!” Lucien shoots me a pained look. “Elora… he might not be.” My breath goes cold.Milo lifts his head. His pupils are gone.His eyes shine pure silver.His small face is streaked with tears—but they glow too. “Elora,” he whispers, “I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to find out like this.”

We don’t always use our Alpha titles during sex, but sometimes it’s fun and this is one of those nights. “Goddess, yes. I need to feel you inside me. Please.” She begs, practically whimpering, her emerald green eyes pleading with me. Those eyes. When Scarlett turns those big green eyes on you, it’s like she’s looking directly into your soul. It’s almost unnerving, yet at the same time, you never want to pull your eyes away from hers.

Selena’s POV I stared at the room again to see if I could see any training tools but I didn’t see any,my eyes wasnt deceiving me. Where I will be training? I repeated his words before I could stop myself. Yes,we will start from the basics,he repeated ,his face not smiling. He look just like the same mafia boss I had met at the pharmacy,face emotionless with predatory eyes. How the hell will I train when there is no mechine to train ,will I just be standing all day.

Together, they were unstoppable. Amid the chaos, Amara spotted a familiar figure: Milo Nero. He had returned, more cunning and dangerous than ever, eyes glinting with malicious amusement. “You never learn,” Milo sneered, stepping into the fray. “Still playing hero in a world that thrives on monsters.” Amara’s blade gleamed under the dim chandelier light. “And you never learn that monsters can be tamed — or destroyed.” The clash between them was brutal, a whirlwind of strategy, strength, and unyielding will. Each strike carried the weight of revenge and survival. Luca intercepted Milo’s men with deadly precision, leaving a trail of incapacitated foes.

We always have been, and I don’t ever want to lose that. “I don’t know who was behind it, but they knew what way we were travelling, and there were a lot of them. Milena… she- she did well, but if she wasn’t a skilled fighter, she would be dead.” There, I admitted it. Sia pauses and looks at me. “Skilled?” “She’s part of the Arkan. She’s Milo’s sister and my mate.” Sia gasps, almost dropping the bottle in her hand. “She’s your mate!”

“I’m guessing you know what a High Sorcerer—” “I know what it is,” he says. He swallows hard. “My father was one.” “Oh?” “Listen,” Milo says. He looks me in the eyes. “I’m going to be very honest with you here.” “Okay?” “I am not someone you want as an enemy.” “I don’t really want any enemies.” “I mean it,” he says. “If anything happens to Lyra, you’re going to wish you had never been born. I can be ruthless. And when someone wrongs me, I never, ever forget it.”

Continuring Sylar's POV: I heard Lyle walk in then with Milo."Sylar~ You're back. That's good." Lyle told me. "Don't go running off like that again." "Why not?" I asked him. "Because you have a mate," Lyle hissed. "Milo, meet your number one fan," I told him and pointed to the girl on the couch. "I found her drooling over your books." Milo widened his eyes and looked towards her.

The blow forces Milo to fall to the side, allowing Saint to overtake him and roll on top. Saint extends his claws into Milo’s shoulders and lifts him up to growl eye to eye with him. Milo grabs Saints wrists just as Saint slams him into the floor. The sound of Milo’s skin tearing almost makes me sick to my stomach. Milo howls as Ghost comes forward and claws at Saint’s wrists, desperately trying to pull his claws out from his shoulders. Saint lifts him a second time and slams him down again. This time, the back of Milo’s head cracks against the hard tiles. His eyes roll back and his body relaxes. Dark red blood spreads out on the floor below his head. I turn my head away and shut my eyes.

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

“And for giving me another chance. I wish you all the best, Enzo. Your wife is so lucky to have you.” I nodded, taking a step back to put some more distance between us. “Thanks, Mil—” But then something happened. Out of seemingly nowhere, my head felt fuzzy, and Mila’s face swam in front of me. There was that glint in her eyes again. Something red. Something evil. Something that almost looked… like a snake? Or a lizard, maybe? Yes, that was it. A lizard. A dragon, almost. “Mila… What have you…”