Different Ways To Spell Mia Novels & Stories

“Mia, my real name isn’t Mimi Gormes. It’s… Emilia De La Vega.” Mia blinked, taken aback for a moment before a sarcastic smile tugged at her lips. “That’s it? You think I care about your name? Mimi, I’ve been calling you by a nickname for years. I don’t care if your last name is Gormes, De La Vega, or Smith.” Mimi looked anything but relieved. She sat down on the edge of the bed, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. “It’s not just my name, Mia. It’s everything that comes with it.”

She scolded and I wiggled my brows at her. " But it's a black card Lia... " I had officially given Amelia a pet name, Lia. Her name had a lot of syllables in it, just like Alexander. A - Me - Lia Or A - Lex - An - Der. I could literally form like a dozen nicknames from just the word Alexander. There was Lex, Alex, Xan, Xander, Ander... " Mia you're spacing out again". I heard Amelia complain and I blinked coming back to reality.

“What do you mean by that?” “Oh, come on sis. Do you really want me to spell it out to you?” Mia chuckled. “I would like to understand what you're talking about, Mia.” She feigned ignorance and slight annoyance. “Fine. Have you guys fucked each other yet?” Mia inquired with a heavy dose of sassiness laced in her voice. “Christ! Mia, what the hell did you just say?” Gina was astounded. She knew her sister was a good girl who had quite a healthy dose of sassiness. What she did not expect was that she would be so carefree to say something like that.

Olibia waved her off, “It's how we call hoes in southern. My mom's a hhh.” I bit back a smile, as anger flashed in Mia's eyes. “Come on, you fucked those nicfas hhhhj.” Olivia praised. “Shut up.” She spat Mia sent a dirty look at me, throwing her arms down and walking past us. “The store is this way.” She hissed Me and Olivia exchanged amused glances as we followed her. Some minutes into picking out the hhh, I turned around to find Olivia gone.

"Amelia, you made me realize during our practises that all of us tend to make mistakes. I always thought my father was at fault and he indeed was, but he did love me. I wouldn't forgive him for what he did to my mum, but at the same time, I treated him like shit for many years and now he's gone. He deserves to have people here on earth, who still love him and remember him in their heart. Thank you Strawberry, for unknowingly making me realize. I love you . . . Holy . . . shit!" The next moment went by a blur as I witnessed my black wig tossed on the grass, my blonde locks cascading down my back like waves and stopping at my waist. My glasses were thrown down as Noah took a step back. "You---

The girl carefully looks around, then timidly replies: “My handwriting is not very good…” "It's okay. Help me!” Mia nods and writes meticulously, she writes very slowly and her handwriting is shaky because she is not used to using a pen. He sees the difficulty in Mia's frown and approaches and takes her hand, carefully pointing her to the letter. Mia shyly says: “I'm fine… I can do it myself” He presses himself against her, points to a word she wrote, and replies: "Look, I thought it is a worm!" “I tried too…” – Mia is a little sad and replies.

Something warm and thick entered her mouth and that was when it occurred to her that her nose was bleeding. All of a sudden, the pain stopped. Mia gasped, falling forward on both hands, breathing heavily, tears pouring out of her eyes. “You know what?” she heard Aria’s voice from her painful trance. “I think I have a much better idea. You want to keep Dalian away from me, right? Let’s see how good that will go.” Mia heard the murmur again and that was when she knew that the witch was casting a spell. Before she could do anything about it, she felt another mind-numbing pain. But this one felt familiar.

I don’t want to pressure her but I also cannot hold my tongue any longer than that. The ringing of Adrian’s cell phone interrupts my thoughts and I pull all my focus on the test we are about to conduct. Adrian opened the speaker and said firmly “Is the speaker on Derek?” “Yes, alpha. Mia may begin her spell” Derek replied seriously. Mia came over, holding the piece of paper in one hand while reaching for my brother’s phone with the other. She began casting the spell in concentration, reading out loud from the paper in a foreign language. The spell took only one minute to be said after which we all held our breaths very intensely.

Panic shot through her, and she scrambled to sit up, keeping a safe distance. “Who the hell are you? Where am I?” Her voice shook with confusion. Logan’s expression faltered. “Vena, don’t you recognize me? It’s me, your Cute Berry. You can’t have forgotten me.” Mia narrowed her eyes. “Listen, Mister, I don’t know what you’re talking about. My name is Mia, not Vena. And I’ve never met you before.” She scoffed, but his words—your Cute Berry—nagged at the back of her mind.

"I know you are lying but I will let it slide. For now, we will all have a talk once the children are in bed." Sonia winked at me and I know we are in trouble. Why didn't I tell her the whole story? Because you don't want to embarrass yourself again, my suggestions remind me. Lilly turned to Mia and smiled. "Well, aren't you a beautiful girl?" she said, and Mia smiled. "How old are you?" Mia holds four fingers up and Lilly smiles, "My name is Mia." "That is a lovely name for a beautiful girl," Lilly says and I see Mia blush.