Helluva Millie Novels & Stories

Heller was only about to step forward and dash into a fight. But Crymillia was already in front of her. "Don't worry about my seat too much, since I'm gonna be taking yours~" SHIK! Heller felt a sharp pain in her stomach. Warm liquid dribbled down from her stomach to her legs. Heller coughed up blood. Crymillia licked the blood that was spat on her cheek. “That is some tasty blood you have. You'll make a fine meal. Hehe~" Heller’s heart was beating fast and her mind was getting hazy. She could feel death’s invitation for her as she stared into those demonic eyes.

Filthy skin, clothes torn to shreds—they looked like strays that'd been dragged off the street. Peggy spotted me first. She lunged at the bars like a rabid dog. If she wasn't locked up, she probably would've gone for my throat. I smiled. "How does it feel? Regret anything yet?" She shot daggers at me. "Why's your life so perfect, Cecilia? You ditched Steven and bagged Xander Zane?" "Because I never betrayed anyone," I said. "But don't get it twisted. I'm not here to forgive. You killed my baby. You're gonna pay."

"That's right. You, curly man, don't look down on other people's things. No matter how much it costs, you should be responsible! So that you know, this phone is the only thing my mother left behind!" "Excuse me, Fierce Lady. I have a name. Earl Zerikyu. And I'm just a student, not a millionaire. But, if you give me time, I'll pay it back in installments, even if it takes a hundred years. I'm a responsible man!" said Zerikyu, patting his chest. Tiger smiled. "Your name is Milky, right? I saw your resume on the list of additional workers today. Well, I'll transfer 500 pounds sterling to the account you listed on your resume. Consider it employment insurance."

Sweat dripped from Tyler's forehead as he quickened his pace. The deserted street seemed to stretch on forever. "Thompson!" Luke's voice sent a shiver down Tyler's spine. Scared of what he might do if he caught him, Tyler broken into a sprint immediately. "Help!" He screamed, his backpack bouncing against his shoulders. His voice echoed off buildings but no one responded. Tyler's breath caught in his throat when Luke's laughter closed in and rough hands pushed him to the ground.

ahhh, his mind continued to torment him. "Damn!" He growled annoyed, then got out of bed, he needed a drink. She headed towards the kitchen, but stopped short when she heard voices. Gia was sitting on the island, with a cup of tea in her hands, talking to Lupe the cook. “The truth is that I'm dying to go to the beach. I've lived in Miami for 18 years and I've never had time to go swimming at the beach.”

Beyond the training grounds, there were woods from which people were emerging. Damon introduced me to an older man, likely in his fifties, who was bald with a white beard. He had a chiseled physique, displaying an impressive eight-pack and muscular arms. "Renin, I'd like you to meet Millie. She joined our pack last night, and she'll be your new trainee," Damon introduced.