Helluva Millie Novels & Stories

"Welcome to the Hell, Ella" This is when a lone tear escaped my eye.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

"Oh, Layla. What happened?" I open my eyes to find Millie standing in the hallway. She's a willowy blonde goddess with blue eyes and a sweet personality, all wrapped up in a pair of short, pink pyjamas. Millie's had her share of dating disasters too, but with a new girlfriend in her life who appears as if she might be a permanent presence, my best friend is disgustingly loved up and off the market.

Kira's voice stops Millie just in time, saving me the stress of having to do it myself and saving Millie from receiving the delivery of my own brain resetting slap to her wretched face. Bitchy Millie Blonde is so damn lucky....

’’ She throws out the banana peel and hurries off. While I am drinking my coffee, Millie comes back. Looking radiant in a yellow sundress that clings to her body and I notice that she isn’t wearing a bra. ‘’Are you ready to go?’’ She nods.

Crossing her hands on her chest, Millie groaned, “Carmen come on, you handled that lunatic boss at the PR firm for two years without murdering him. You’re practically a saint.” “That’s simply because he doesn’t have the body of an Olympic god and an ego which equates to the size of Texas,” I counter. “So you're finally admitting Maddox has the body of an Olympic god.” She grinned, nudging my side but I kept a straight face. “That’s not the point.” Feigning not to understand the point I was trying to make, Millie intertwined her hand with mine. “Here’s the deal, if you apply and get called in for an interview, you owe me…” She darted her eyes around, clearly searching for the most outrageous

She then whispered in Felicity's ear, "Don't find fault with her. She's not one to be trifled with. I've never won against her…" "Let it go? Once the video's online, her reputation will suffer, and she'll be ruined. What are you afraid of?" Felicity retorted. "Felicity…" Wanda said, trying to calm her down. "Quick, grab her! Get my phone back!" Felicity yelled again. "I'd like to see which one of you dares to lay a finger on me," Millie coldly said, her sharp gaze freezing the other two women in their tracks. Without hesitation, Millie hurled Felicity's phone to the ground, shattering it into pieces.

Millie said with a mischievous glint in her eyes. My brows shot up at her words, and I asked, “Really? Who’s Freya, by the way?” Millie let out a chuckle. “She’s the pack cook for the Silva Moon Pack and a spitfire. You needed to have seen them go back and forth. Cindy’s met her match, if you ask me.” Millie explained animatedly as I watched her. The run in must have been entertaining to watch, judging by her demeanor. My eyes widened, and I couldn’t believe my ears.

“There is no way you‘re going there yourself.” “The location, Melvin.” “Sure…sure. No one in this world surprises me more than you do, boss.” He quizzed. "Haven hotel. 340 Sand Hill. Time 9 pm. Room 1001. She had also planned to record the scene and put up the video as a leaked video later." Instantly, he gave all the information to me. "Interesting," I muttered, processing the information. "Let's see who enjoys this game more." I mused.

Millie pauses pressing her lips together. ‘Where would I even get one of those?’ ‘Where you get everything else … A****n!’ we all burst out laughing Millie is notorious for having packages sent to her at all hours of the day, her flat is basically an a****n show home, every gadget, decorative items you name it she has it. ‘Oh, nooooo I’m not that bad,’ she whines we all look at her before bursting out laughing she cracks a smile eventually. We all take a sip of our drinks before the conversations moves on.