Maia Mitchell Gif Novels & Stories

Nia tries all she could to keep her relationship at a stance, being kept at a far distance from Cameron. *** Glad to announce that 'Maid to be 2' is finally out,

"Amelia, you made me realize during our practises that all of us tend to make mistakes. I always thought my father was at fault and he indeed was, but he did love me. I wouldn't forgive him for what he did to my mum, but at the same time, I treated him like shit for many years and now he's gone. He deserves to have people here on earth, who still love him and remember him in their heart. Thank you Strawberry, for unknowingly making me realize. I love you . . . Holy . . . shit!" The next moment went by a blur as I witnessed my black wig tossed on the grass, my blonde locks cascading down my back like waves and stopping at my waist. My glasses were thrown down as Noah took a step back. "You---

Mafia’s Maid Ashley froze on his lap as soon as she heard his demand. She was watching him without blinking her eyes as she didn’t believe the task he ordered her to do. Master Jeremy was holding a sinister smirk over his face watching her shocked expressions keenly. When she didn’t move even a bit after a few moments he bent down and sucked her nipple which was pulled out by him to wake her up from her trance.

Before she entered as she spotted a figure she was fairly familiar with, she raised her brows and snorted before entering her car and driving away. Mia groaned as she rolled out of her bed, she fell on the rugged floor and a groan left her mouth. "What the h*ll, bullsh*t." Mia cursed as she stood up on her feet. Notifications entered her phone like a dinging bell, she glared at the phone like it was an enemy as a call came through. The name monkey face appeared on the screen, she rolled her eyes before picking up the phone. "What, What, what? It's f*cking past 6 for goodness sake." Mia half yelled and half said.

Loving Mia. **THE END**

She pulls away and smiles, her arms wrapping around my neck as mine slithers around her waist. “I love you Maia LaLuna” I whisper, looking into her sparkling dark brown eyes. Maia laughs softly “Aleena Mitchell using full names? That’s something I have never heard before” Maia jokes as she raises an eyebrow, I raise an eyebrow and chuckle softly as my eyes stare into her eyes. “I love you too… Aleena Mitchell” Maia smile. I roll my eyes and groan “Ugh… you know I hate my last name” I say.

Eyes too bright. I hear my own breathing, amplified. Kael steps closer, close enough that I feel the heat of him, the familiar steadiness. “You don’t have to do this.” “Yes,” I say quietly. “I do.” I face the camera. “My name is Maia,” I say. My voice carries, clear and unbroken. “I didn’t plan to speak to you like this. I didn’t plan to speak at all.” Silence spreads. A living, waiting thing.

It’s the man from over a week ago and he’s looking right at me. Maia pushes forward. “Mate.” She says quietly. I huge smile spreads across his face. “Mate.” He repeats.

If she let her emotions overcome her entire system, her mission to be a great and ideal Luna will be wasted. After almost an hour, she was now fully clothed and ready to fulfill her duties. She was now wearing a white and black maxi dress with matching black sandals and her fountain-styled braided hair. Maia walked out of her room, proud and graceful with her sweetest smile, making every servant and maids bow, greet, and smile at her. She went to the pack village while still thinking about what to do. After she visited the wounded warriors and nursery house, she still doesn't have an idea what to do. Maia sighed as she walked down the path between houses, still not removing her smile to hide

She quickly runs towards her table and panicky writes down what she was ordered to do. She is the loyal Secretary of Amaia and has been with her since they’re in Secondary School. Mitchelle was very obsessed with claiming she is the best friend while Amaia did not bother or entertain her importunate attitude. She is 155 centimeters in height. Has long bob brown hair with a deep side part and soft curls fit on her round face. She has downturned green eyes, a short nose, and pouty pink lips while her skin color is tan. She was wearing full black office attire showing her hourglass body. She has a lively attitude, childish and sweet. Everyone was being fond of her attitude and they call Amaia a