Madeline Miller Novel Novels & Stories

Those words emitted from the boy had her cheeks flushing, with gaze lingering on that figure, watching as he scurried away, with the sound of his giggles, breaking out. My legs had pushed forward in an instant, figure approaching, the sound of my voice gaining her attention. “I never knew Mrs Williams was famous on this side” My voice was a whisper, with hands pulling her body to my chest, while she snuggled in my hold. “They’re lovely” She uttered, relaxing in my arms, while we both watched the children bid their farewell, their voices soon falling faint as they departed the environs. “We should retire for the night” I called in a breath.

Chapter 3: Myla Five Years Later In a bustling restaurant, a woman sat alone in the corner, her presence commanding attention. Her eyes, sharp and calculating, swept the room, and her beauty was undeniable. Despite the soft elegance she exuded, there was something fiercely determined about her—something that made her seem unapproachable, untouchable. This was Mila, though she went by Myla now. Beside her sat a little girl, her legs swinging beneath the table, her eyes wide and bright as she gazed at her mother. The girl’s expression mirrored Mila’s own—sharp, observant, unyielding.

I'll be behind you" ************************************* MILA'S POV It was really strange, It had been 12 days at Mr McCarter's place and he hadn't even bothered to come see the person whom he would supposedly marry. I felt very unimportant and unwanted, but at the same time, it was peaceful for me. In a very long while, peace was all I felt until my phone rang and I heard the news that shattered all the pieces of peace I had left inside me, as I crumbled to the ground and wailed. I Just Lost My Dad.

Zayden As soon as I got done showering, I hurried and dried my body and hair, put on my clothes and walk out the door. I see my little mate sitting in the chair I left her in but with a book in hand. I slowly walk over to her and lean on the back of the chair. I notice she is reading my favorite book. Catch 22 by Joseph Heller. “How do you like it so far?” I startled her apparently as she jumped as soon as I asked the question.

Pieces of my heart ricochet around inside my ribs like tiny jagged knives. “Oh.” Was all I could say. My knees gave out and I sat back down into the chair with a thud. My bedroom door opened and Sophie came back in. “That was the lawyer,” she explained. “No one is pressing charges. The investigator says it's very clearly an accident. So, no legal trouble right now. Just a lot of damage control.” “Good,” the Duke replied. He didn't look pleased at the news, but I didn't care. “But Ms. Miller has decided to go home.”

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

It was written using a red ink and the hand writing was impeccable. I read the name, “The Predator in Saint Guillermo…” “What is it about?” “Why ask if you could read it?” The book was about the small town of Saint Guillermo. It was located at the top of Almadana mountain far of the North. It was depicted as “the ideal town of the North” for all was rich and plenty there. The houses were marbles, the shops were colored by festivity, there was a school and a big infirmary, and all people were educated, except one.

Sounds on the castle floors. She walked towards the library and picked a book, she kept on the third self, this was usually were she kept all her books, her favorites and the one she was planning to read. "Blood and war, a angel weakness.." Madeline read the title as she turned the cover to read the prologue, the writer didn't have time to right much she thought to herself as she glanced through it. *She had seen fire, she had seen wars,she had seen life to its fullest and death at its worse.But now there was nothing left. Nothing but dust, endless, endless dust and a very broken girl.*

Some information was too dangerous to share. "Their targets are mainly woman and children.", he began. ---- "Milady, I finished the book you gave me!", Hazel called out gleefully as she rushed into the room. She even forgot to knock, too excited to spread the good news. "I feel like I can read much faster now! It's amazing!" With a bright grin, Katherine laid down her needlework and placed her hands on Hazel's shoulders. "Good work! You improved so much in a short time! I'm proud of you!"

She looked at Nora and Kael as if they were total strangers. ​"Can I help you find a book?" Mia asked, her voice sweet and hollow. "We just got a new shipment of 'Billionaire Sci-Fi'." ​Nora’s heart stopped. The "Hard Reboot" hadn't saved them. It had Fragmented them into a world where their enemies were their neighbors and their family were strangers.