Joel Miller Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Mr Davis yelled Joel's expression gradually became cold "After you imprisoned my mom and raped her, is that the life you said you gave me" Joel yelled out "Don't think that you could go away then and also escape in the near future, I want you your whole family and everything you've ever created go down to hell and accompany my mother Oh you are not even worthy of accompanying her" Joel said with a slight smile Mr Davis confidence reduced by half He knew very well that with the Miller's enterprises behind him, he will definitely do what he said

*it was true I never wanted to school cause I wanna go get things for joel at the mall to surprise him, I had dresses so well that day. I grabbed few things at the mall and headed to school. I got to school but I couldn't find him anywhere even his friends couldn't fathom where he is, I was heading back from the gym class when I heard music played though the sound it made was faint but I chose to follow it and it was an auditorium like what? Who in the world would wanna be in a auditorium but I went in anyways and to my surprise I saw joel like my fucking boyfriend lying on another lady and seeing their position they were about to kiss and that makes me really angry

I conceded with a sigh, my stomach twisting at the thought. Millie finally looked up at me, her expression serious for a moment... but then confusion washed over her again. "But like," she said slowly, "why you if it isn’t a trap?" I sighed dramatically. "Trust me, I’m wondering the same thing." She nudged me with her elbow. "Boy... your life is starting to feel like a paranormal romance thriller with a side of comedy." "And I didn’t sign up for any of that," I muttered. Millie hummed, still eyeing the flyer suspiciously. "Well... too late. The universe is pairing you up with chaos now. Maybe I should write a fanfiction based on your life story."

And Miller had his hand on Ian’s face, his thumb wiping a tear from Ian’s cheek with a tenderness that made Zhedya’s vision tint red. A possessive, volcanic jealousy erupted in his chest, hotter than any rage he’d ever felt. He didn’t care about the nurses watching, the people walking by. He strode forward, the snow crunching under his boots. “Ian.” His voice cut through the cold air. “We need to talk. Now.” Ian flinched as if struck. He took a step back, closer to Miller. “Just leave, Zhedya. There’s nothing to say. Not before I report you as the prime suspect in this.”

Jоеl аnd Elіjаh wеrе thе ones I leaned оn thе mоѕt аnd bесаmе mу support ѕуѕtеm tо get mе thrоugh thаt trаumаtіс реrіоd. Mіkе surprised mе most оf аll bу сhаngіng hіѕ рhіlаndеrіng wауѕ аnd finally settling dоwn wіth a frаnk but ѕwееt blоndе-hаіrеd, ріxіе-lіkе gіrl called Kаrа.

"I should call my father right now. He’d have you thrown out on the street before you could finish that sentence." Miller looked like he was about to throw up. He looked at me, pleading with his eyes for me to say something, to save him. I stood up walking towards him until I was close enough to feel the heat radiating off his shaking body. "Don't be angry, Finn," I whispered, reaching out to cup his face. "There's enough of me for everyone." Finn’s anger melted into pure desire. He reached out, his hands grabbing my ass and squeezing hard. Behind us, the sound of a zipper and rustling clothes filled the room. Miller wasn't leaving. He was shedding the rest of his suit with is eyes fixed on

Miller a piece of my mind, I have also gone back to work, I don't sing anymore , I am back to serving the elite men and women. Kathy has stopped working and is now following an old business tycoon. As for Mr. Miller we have been avoiding each other, he made Joanna his personal singer and I see them make out most of the time. I wouldn't say it doesn't hurt because it does. It hurts alot because I kinda develop some feelings for him but what can i say he is an asshole and I'm going to move on. One day I'm going find a man who loves me and we are going to be in love.

"That’s enough, Miller! Pull out! You’re going to blow it! Save it for her face!" Miller let out a frustrated roar. He gave her three more massive, bone-shaking thrusts that made Quill’s eyes roll back in her head. Then, with a loud, wet PLOP, he yanked himself out. He stood there, his cock twitching and red, coated in her juices. He backed away, his hand immediately going to his length to keep from spilling.

I could hear our sex drizzle mixing sloppily together. His cock was fully swollen, filling me more with each thrust. When his breathing picked up, I bit his shoulder. I loved when he laughed about that. It wasn’t a few seconds later before he pulled out his glistening engorged cock and shot jizz all over my pussy while he shouted, "Oh, Mila!" My heart sank in disappointment and I glared at him. All that time, I thought he was here with me, but he was dreaming about my best friend. Whether he was really that drunk to hallucinate wasn't likely, but either way, we hadn’t connected like I’d hoped.

Then the man averted his eyes from her and pretended he was observing the students passing by around him. Milla's heart sank. Ezra really wasn't lying with his words. There are people watching her around here. She couldn't explain the situation to Jonas without hurting him. "Please, Jo. Don't make this difficult. I just want this relationship to end. I don't love you anymore." “But I still love you, Mila. We have promised to always be together and we have planned our future. You want to be a pediatrician, while I will be a cardiologist.”