Little Miss Characters Blank Novels & Stories

Mari had a little chitchat with her friends at the Night club. She's wearing a backless black silky dress that hugs her curves. She looks dashing tonight and the electrifying lights of the club were matched into her skin. "Hey, Miss," someone called her. She glances at the stranger. "Yes? Do we have a problem?" She asks, confusedly. The guy took a piece of paper inside his pocket and handed it to her. "Read it," the guy uttered.

I can't tear my eyes off of her. She has ivory complexion, with thick brown locks. She's petite, not even reached my shoulder at best. And she has breathtaking pair of heterochromic blue and yellow eyes, completed with a small nose and plump pink lips, oval shaped face, and a perfect curves. Beautiful is an understatement.

She had no idea how her life had taken a turn from living in a mansion one night and another in a horrible place as such. "Dad!" she cried seeing the chaos around her. _______________________ Coming back to the party from the beginning again, where she had managed to seduce the boss of the most feared gang with her charms. There was indeed a flip in her personality: once vulnerable to the harsh realities of life and now Miss know-it-all when it came to rich men's hearts.

Wait, since when does a ghost wear a floral pattern dress? Clearing his throat slowly, Michael began to open his mouth to ask the mysterious figure. "Who are you?" Silence! 'Is my voice too small? I'll try asking louder' Michael thought while clearing his throat again. "Excuse me, are you deaf? I'm asking you! Who are you and why are you in my room?!" Michael asked, this time his voice is louder than before. And again, no answer! Feeling irritated, Michael got off his bed and approached the mysterious figure. Once behind her, he immediately turned the woman's body to face him, intending to scold her.

Katie glanced at Luna as she inquired, "Miss, do you have a Vior membership card?" Flushed with embarrassment, Luna quickly responded in a subdued voice, "No." Katie felt slightly awkward as she said, "Miss, based on the regulations, as a non-member, you're not permitted to attend this show." Instantly, Luna's face drained of color. She had never felt so humiliated in her life. "Luna, you're wearing the latest dress from Vior, but you're not a member. Did you perhaps borrow this outfit?" Mia couldn't resist stealing a curious glance at Luna. Indeed, Luna was adorned in the latest Vior dress, perfectly complementing her cunning demeanor.

Her little hands go still. She blinks up at me. “Hi.” My throat tightens. “Hi.” “This is Missy,” Camile says, casually sipping her tea. “She’s three. Her favorite color is purple. She hates peas. And she thinks the moon follows her when she walks outside.” I can’t look away. Missy. Missy. The name thuds through my chest like a heartbeat. Camile lets the silence stretch before adding, “She also has your laugh. And your ears.”

The scene was so perfectly set for the girls to arrive that they all forgot about the mission for a while. There was a band of very small people with white blonde hair and very pale skin. They had large, beautifully slanted eyes and the same cute ears that Becky had. In fact, Becky could be their bigger cousin or something.

At the notion, his expressions soften. "All right," the girl responded, blinking and nodding. Why does she always blink when I ask her a question? Did she have any eye problems as well? He stared her in the eyes. But her eyes are stunning. It didn't appear that they had any flaws. They were simply otherworldly. "Okay, then I'll tell you a couple names and you may pick one. What about Amanda? Amelia, Vivian, Isabella, Grace, Mary, and Sofi are some of the characters."

Her fingers were a little shaky, but her voice was soft and brave. “It’s okay,” she whispered. “I… I can answer.” Everyone looked at her. “My name is Missy,” she said, twisting her fingers under the table. “I’m nineteen. I love drawing and singing a lot. I don’t… have a boyfriend.” She paused, as if expecting someone to laugh or scoff or roll their eyes. No one did. Even Enzo stayed quiet now. “I live with my mom,” she finished. “Yeah. That’s… that’s it, I guess.”

younger sister. The eldest, Scarlett Greeley, had not returned since she went out of the country for studies. Before she left, she was the only one who seemed to care about Jade Greeley. The rest simply acted like she wasn’t a part of the family until they needed her for something. Especially her younger sister, Lily Greeley, who always liked to portray herself as a meek girl. She was a well-known pianist and liked being praised for her talent.