Helluva Millie Novels & Stories

she asked looking deeply at Sona, “ _ ” “ A.. I'm Sona, Mr. Goenka's new assistant, aww... Your puppy is so cute, what's its name? ” She tried to impress Millie while praising her pet, but the expression on Millie's face didn't change, she replied “ Sona.. ” “ Mm..? ” She looked at her with dumbfounded eyes, while Millie smiled, “ I'm kidding, of course, my puppy won't have such a tacky name, her name is Sweetie, ”

“Jessica?” The girl grabbed her hand tight, pulling her to the side of the street. “We need to talk,” Jessica told her firmly. “I can’t trust you,” Millie said bluntly. “I guess I’ll have to do this the hard way, then.” Jessica covered Millie’s mouth with a handkerchief poured with ammonia, causing the latter to faint. ***

She picked two bars of white chocolate, her favorite, from a roadside vendor, deciding these would cool her down for interfering with her siesta. Millie had stood by the door to Little Norah’s room, evident to the grunts and pleasure moans coming from inside. At first, it was anger at having been taken for such a fool by her girlfriend. She kicked the door open and froze at the sight right in front of her eyes. Wide eyed, Millie watched unbelieving, blinking, and unblinking as her world shattered right before her eyes. ***

Or keep something out. Elizabeth pulled her shawl closer and walked toward the well. Dampness clung to her skirts, soaking the hem where it dragged through shallow puddles. The stones around the well were slick with mist and spilled water, the moss between them dark and swollen. The rope was rough enough to bite into her palms as she drew the bucket up hand over hand. A woman she knew—Marta, the miller’s wife—stood at the edge, hands wrapped around an empty pail, staring down into the dark as though the water might answer questions.

SUSAN DAVIS, ALLORA’S TOP MODEL, AND DAMIEN MARTINELLI OF STAR ENTERTAINMENT ARE GETTING MARRIED! Time slowed. The honk of a car beamed loudly. Zia Hidalgo’s body slowly sank and just before her head hit the ground, a strong arm encircled her.

“Oh my God Millie, I am sure the whole apartment heard you moan. Like girl, you never even moaned like that whenever we were doing it.” ##########

"Yeah, she would have been happy. She did her best to find your parents when she was still alive, but unfortunately, she couldn't fulfill her promise to you." Drake's eyes locked onto Millie's, and he asked, "So, who is your father?" Drake POV "Alpha Goldstone," Millie replied, her voice laced with a mix of emotions. She is from a powerful pack from a neighboring country. Millie's gaze shifted, and she asked, "So, who is she?" Her eyes landed on Daisy, who was sitting on a stool near the kitchen. Daisy POV Drake's response was immediate, "She is a slave." Millie's eyes narrowed, and she stared at me, her expression unreadable. I felt a pang of discomfort under her scrutiny while partly keepi

She is definitely not expecting this reaction out of him, because she jumps back terrified. “Heath, it is me, Mimi, you can’t say you forgot me,” she reasons, “I…. I was just so excited to see you. I didn’t mean to hurt her.” “Mimi from where? I don’t know any Mimi,” Heath says, “and please refrain from manhandling me again or there will be hell. A matter of fact, I am surprised you are still alive after hurting my girlfriend.” I chuckled evilly, Heath had a past. I knew that when I met him, but his past had nothing to do with me, so this woman had no right to try and bully me.

I threw Chester a look and he pulled the duct tape off her mouth with no gentleness whatsoever. “You asshole!” She hissed at him. “Careful, Chester. You don’t want to rip her lips off before she tells us what she has in store, do you?” Millie was tied to a chair but I knew she couldn’t get out of it if she tried. Chester’s talent at tying people up was unrivalled unrivaled. She looked up at me from under her long lashes. “If you want anything from me, you can tell me.” She purred, making it clear exactly what she was offering.