M.i.b. Novels & Stories

She has this hot and cold relationship with my father and he can take her temper from zero to a hundred in ten seconds flat. We have complete honesty in our family and we share everything. My grandfather, Malachi, used to compete in death fights and he now holds the position of Head Alpha of The Council of the United States. He is the voice of reason in our family, which is weird when you know Aunt Jessica. She married Malachi without him even proposing.

Madison "I can't believe we finally get to meet you," Mia said, adjusting her rearview mirror to look at me. "Hazel makes you sound like some corporate superhero." I laughed. "Hardly. I just have a job that requires long hours." "Same, girl," Mia nodded, pulling into traffic. "But that's why days like this are essential. All work and no play makes Madison a dull corporate drone." "Is that how the saying goes?" I smiled, leaning back against the seat.

He's large, a little taller than me, and his muscles look like they'll rip the tux apart in seconds. I clear my throat to announce my presence. “Mr. Grey,” I harden my voice to sound professional, “I'm your ass—” he turns to face me and I lose my voice. The same face. The same eyes. The same cold, dark expression on his calm blue eyes. Killan.

The guard proclaimed with a stammered voice. “Hun!” Mia’s eyes enlarged at the announcement she just heard and she slowly turned her neck until her eye set on Bob and she instantly flung a question. “You’re the leader of the North empire?!” she questioned. Bob nodded. “Yes, I am,” he confirmed. “I was about to explain that, but you cut me off. Seem I’ve pissed you off already.” Mia snickered and turned to fully face Bob. She snickered and clapped her hands twice. “You’re even an enemy?” She uttered. She cracked up, unable to stop herself. “You’re even an enemy and I already—”

Jessica says. But I’m not looking at her. Because right now, out of the corner of my eye, I spot Mabel and Mike stepping out of a Lamborghini like they just rolled out of a red-carpet event. And they're heading towards me. Holy shit.

I'm so nervous as I pull it open, that it takes a lot of will power not to pass out. The moment, I unwrap the box my voice gets trapped in my throat for a second. My brain freezes, and then it all happens in slow motion. The scream leaves my throat before I can stop it. Staggering back, I fall limply to the floor, my eyes not leaving the box which now lay on its side. Spilling out its hideous contents, Mira gasps, looking away immediately. But I can't, I'm unable to look away from it. Especially the bloody words engraved on it. 'I'll make sure your friend loses a finger more next time'

Nathaniel remarked, staring in fascination. Sarang examined his arms. “Me too.” “My name is Nathaniel Blackwell.” “Sarang.” “That’s a strange name. How old are you?” Nathaniel asked, leaning closer. Sarang counted on his fingers and raised six fingers. “I’m a year older.” Nathaniel gloated with pride. “One year?” Sarang raised a finger, confused. “No! Seven!” Nathaniel huffed, holding up seven fingers. Sarang counted Nathaniel’s fingers in his mother’s tongue, then smiled. “Seven.”

The man can’t give any response, pinned down by the electric shock. Mia turns off the stun gun, landing her hand on the light stand leisurely: “Fine. You want it so much, you can enter the next phrase directly. I’m actually curious about waterboarding. Don’t worry, the information you are willing to die for? Someone else will give it to me happily.”

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Asked mehak come l"ll tell you.... Says Ibrahim..... They reached in Dr cabine and Ibrahim says just do her abortion hearing this she said what? mehak gets shocked