Novel & Cerita Joel Miller Fanfiction

Eli crouches in front of him, gets to eye level, and keeps his voice below the threshold of the corridor above. “How long before you talk,” he says. Not a question. An assessment. The man looks at him for a moment and then the corner of his swollen mouth moves. “Look at you,” he says, low and rough with it. “Fighting us like you’re one of them. Carver’s going to love hearing about that.” “Carver’s going to hear what I tell him,” Eli says. “How long.” “Oh is he now?” Miller smirks through blood-stained teeth. “I’m guessing you don’t plan to tell him how you betrayed your own men… your own FATHER… because of some rich girl’s pussy.”

Miller walked into the room, then froze under the doorway like he’d witnessed a crime scene. “What the fuck?” Pulled away from Sophia instantly while heat rushed to my cheeks. “Don’t misunderstand, Mr. Miller... we’re straight.” He undid the first buttons of his shirt in that irritatingly masculine way before speaking with his usual playful spirit. “I’m starting to doubt you two, Miss Isabella.” Sophia gasped before punching his shoulder as he walked past her toward the mirror. “Don’t even try it, idiot... don’t even think about it!” Then he lifted his eyes toward me, studying me with strangely innocent shining eyes.

Said by Father and hold my mother’s hand. They finally left my the surrounding more peaceful. “Agh! Finally, I can breathe now. Their pheromones are no joke at all, I almost tremble.” Miller said but Frio suddenly pull him. “We need to talk about something. You guys better stay in this room.” Frio turn his back to us while pulling Miller outside the room. “Do you know that Miller have feelings with my friend? Look at him now, he can’t hide his redness just by Frio holding his hand. I didn’t know that Miller is too simple person.” Jace giggles.

Ella - POV "Are you engaged?" Mr. Miller's voice rose, brimming with a mix of fury and jealousy. His firm grip on my hand tightened. I wriggled, trying to break free, but his grasp was unyielding. "Mr. Miller, are you blind? Can't you see the ring on my finger? Of course, I'm engaged," I retorted. His eyes widened at my response, and the hazel color of his irises flickered to a golden tint. Was it just a trick of the light, or had I imagined it? I gasped. The sudden shift in the room's atmosphere took me aback. Releasing my hand abruptly, Mr. Miller stood up, adjusted his suit, and spoke with feigned normalcy.

Just to find out what he’s up to. “Joel wants to go to the lawyer.” ‘Joel is not the alpha.’ Miles said with determination. ‘He’s still your father’s man.’ “But I trust Joel.” And I did, but I aimed to go back to Lyon in the morning. ‘You’re really going to let Cassie go to the Midnight Crawler pack?’ I heard the concern in Miles’ voice. ‘Do you know how many unmated males there are? You can’t send her there without having marked her.’

Darius was seeing monsters in the shadows of a sunny room, and I was the one left trying to hold the walls up. I grabbed a shirt and pulled it over my head, my movements jerky and filled with a restless, angry energy. He was wrong. He had to be wrong. Miller had seen the ruins. It was just the burnout playing tricks on a mind that had been pushed too far. But as I grabbed my keys, the disappointment in his eyes flashed in my mind again. Stay in your perfect little dream, Alpha.

I've never even been touched by anyone but Aiden. “We’ve made a list of the doms you’ll be practicing on,” Ms. Lovelace adds, glancing over her shoulder at Mr. Miller. No. His eyes narrow on me like a predator closing in. Names are being called out around me, but they sound far away, like echoes underwater. The realization hits me like a brick: this is Mr. Miller’s idea. This is punishment. Revenge for what Aiden and I did to his son yesterday—his precious, entitled son who wants me as his sub. The same son who would rape me and toss me out like trash, and Miller would let him.

"I'll give you a chance. Put down the knife and leave, and we can pretend that nothing happened." After all, Miller was Joey's father, so Jenny decided to give him a chance for the sake of Joey's future. If she sent him to prison, it would no doubt have a significant impact on Joey. Miller scoffed at Jenny's words. He thought she was scared when he heard what she said, so he laughed smugly. "I'll give you a chance too. If you kneel and beg me, I'll let you go," he said with a smile. He looked so pleased with himself; it was as if he really saw Jenny kneeling and begging him.

Millie pouts, before laughing. “Huh?” I respond confusedly. “And what are you blabbering, girl? You have a fan base wherever you go with those stunning eyes and fiery locks”. “No, no, no. There are very few eyes in here that aren’t ogling you right now. And those that aren’t, are a part of Maxim’s fan club. Not exactly your type”. “Jealous, Miller? I’ll let you be part of my fan group, if you want”. Maxim laughs, pulling Millie by her shoulders playfully. They would be so great together.

However, the next day I couldn't be happy for Dad as I was for him last night. Arcane Miller came to talk to me for the first time. She has always been in my head. Her pale skin, those dark hair and the bangs which cover her forehead, her thin lips, everything about this girl is beautiful. Furthermore, she keeps me on edge. She is not like those girls who go around flaunting their bodies. Instead, she keeps everything hidden in those jeans and hoodie. Those baggy clothes make me even more curious about what she is hiding underneath them. Just from seeing her face, I can tell that she is gorgeous. Whatever she is hiding, it is worth hiding.