Stranger Things Mileven Novels & Stories

And that’s the similarity of the mark my father has and that of the dead man in Dima’s basement. Regaining some ounce of confidence and strength, I right on my feet, and then I saunter forward and push open the door. I march into the dark foyer. The only atom of light filling the foyer streams from the living room. I creep forward and into the living room where I see Miles playing games and munching on cheese sandwiches. As if feeling my stare, he stops and looks up at me and I stare at him too. We look more like strangers to each other than siblings.

Three miserable days of meetings, investors, endless presentations, and men twice my age explaining my own company to me as if I had accidentally inherited a billion-dollar empire instead of being raised inside one. But I was home now. I can’t wait to see everyone but most importantly my fiancé— Miles Morales, the famous self-made tech billionaire. I had a surprise waiting for Miles. Or, more accurately, Miles had a surprise waiting for him. I smiled to myself. The car slowed as we approached the familiar gates of the Morales estate. I frowned. “Why are we here?” My driver glanced at me through the rearview mirror. “Mr. Morales's residence, ma'am.”

The screen on Marcus’s console flickered back to life on its own, displaying a live video feed of a dark, underground medical facility. In the center of the room, strapped to a steel table surrounded by armed guards, was Lily—except Lily was currently sitting right next to me in the van. I turned around to look at my sister—and felt my blood turn into solid ice. The woman sitting next to me in the van slowly reached up, grabbed the edge of her own jaw, and peeled away a hyper-realistic synthetic skin mask, revealing the cold, laughing face of Mabel Blackthorne. “Did you really think your sister escaped the crypt, Elara?” Mabel whispered, pulling a compact stun device from her jacket.

He nodded and said mysteriously, "I knew you'd find this place one day, but now isn't the time for you to come. No matter who asked you to come, you should pretend that you didn't come today." Hestia didn't like playing guessing games, so she took a step forward and said, "Is it Skylar or Azariah? Are there other people here?" "...You know more than I imagined." Professor Miles shook his head before saying, "Don't trust too much of what you see now, or the people around you." "What do you mean?" Hestia frowned. Just as she wanted to ask further, she felt dizzy in the next second and lost consciousness. Professor Miles caught Hestia as she fainted and let out a sigh. A person slowly walked ou

Georgina stared at him with curiosity. No wonder that Jocelyn had not died. They actually found a cure for the disease. “Actually, A guy called Miles where I work was able to get a reducing drug to kill off the Sienline toxic. It is not enough. Only little remains, maybe I could get it for you.” “You sure about that? Once you get it, we meet here. Have my number ” They both exchanged their numbers between themselves. “I hope I have been a very good help to your father. Wish him good recovery ”

The timestamp in the corner reads 1:53 PM. At first, nothing happens. Then, the door opens, and my heart leaps to my throat as Miles appears, his blue dinosaur sweater clearly visible. He’s walking normally, not running, and he’s holding hands with someone—a tall man in a dark hoodie with the hood pulled up. The man’s face is largely obscured, both by the hood and what appears to be a surgical mask covering the lower half of his face. “Who the hell is that?” Arthur growls, leaning closer to the screen.

a final door opened at the very center of Elian’s heart. Behind the door wasn't the Void. It was a Bedroom. A perfectly normal, 21st-century bedroom with a poster of a space shuttle on the wall and a desk lamp burning low. And sitting on the bed, looking at the collapsing universe with a bored expression, was a teenage boy wearing a headset. He looked exactly like a young Leo Vance-Thorne. "Level 129 cleared," the boy muttered into his mic, his voice flat and familiar. "Hey, Mom! The AI is glitching again! The 'Meilin' unit is trying to leave the sandbox!"

********** Night had settled over the Academy like a blanket of velvet, thick and pressing, the stars sharp against the darkness like shards of glass. I didn’t know how long I sat in that room, heart twisting, mind running circles around itself. Around him. When the door creaked softly, Miles slipped inside, moving like a shadow, silent and certain. In his hands was something dark, something soft, catching the faintest light like silk dipped in shadow. The cloak. “Invisibility enchantment,” Miles murmured. “One of the better ones we keep for… special occasions.” I stared at it. Thin, elegant, flowing between his fingers like water made of midnight.

I never drove so fast before, I think my blood pressure controlling me right now. As soon as I arrived at Lena's mansion, I saw there's a lot of cars. I got out from my car and walked towards the entrance. "Leon?" I turned to see Celine. My heart stopped for a second and she smiled at me. "Celine." She walked towards me. "How are you?" I asked but my mind snapped immediately to Ivory.

Then came the shocking confession of Dest's and Miles' affair, how she skipped the class and how Elene is upset with her and not talking to her. It was all silence for a while... Nick and Marv had very... Identical expressions... That I can't really describe... " A fucking boyfriend." Malik mumbled " Skipped class with him." Marc carried on. It seems like they are having some back-to-back convo... " Who is this fucked?" Marc asked " Calm down Marc... It's Miles." Elda told him " I'm gonna destroy all his family." Malik added " Malik... It's Miles, Levio's little brother." Elda facepalmed herself