Malenia X Miquella Novels & Stories

Sara’s other health problems were also left in the past. Sara grew into a beautiful young woman, with long black hair, long legs, and a full figure. Just like her mother, she never failed to attract attention wherever she went. Can you guess what profession Sara chose? She was studying plastic surgery and was quite a successful student. But for now, let’s go back to Magdalena. Magdalena… A young woman full of life, energy, hope, and sexual desire. The same woman who had committed horrific crimes, who had arranged for her lover to kill her husband, then killed her lover herself, dumped their bodies into a ravine, and burned them both.

“Not sure it's your perfect size but you are gonna have to manage it,” She handed it to me and stepped out of the room. Without a thought, I changed my dress and moved towards the mirror by the wardrobe to stare at my reflection. The dress was gorgeous, a perfect compliment to my jet black hair and blue eyes. A floral pattern laced the breast plates to my stomach. Staring at my reflection, I could only think of one thing, my mother. The way she'd brush my hair and sing a little lullaby for me. Everything was perfect until her illness, then everything changed. Elaine stepped into the picture and ruined the little memory I had of her.

she said firmly, her voice full of hatred. Lucas stepped back, not knowing what to say, he left Zera and went inside his office. “Selene Madden, ‘Rising Master of Art’! What a fancy recognition, isn’t it?” Rico was beaming with joy as he put Selene’s coffee on the table. “I still can’t believe that The Girl from Copenhagen was you! There is someone interested in you!” he said, and clapped.

If she herself did not know where Mia was, she would have thought the same too. At Harper's words, Rose slowly brought her phone down and turned to look at her, “what did you say?”. "That's Mia's twin sister, Malia”. Harper repeated as she moved to sit down on a sofa. “Her information was in the file I gave to you about Mia's family and her childhood. She used to be in B-Entertainments but now, she is planning on getting into Landers entertainment. I guess this is her strategy, as she has nothing to offer and no one would want to sign her”.

Mia's bright smile and infectious laughter drew to us. She was a stunning blonde with long, sun-kissed hair that cascaded down her back like a golden waterfall. Her piercing blue eyes sparkled with warmth and friendliness as she engaged in conversation with Alexis. Mia's features were delicate yet striking, with high cheekbones and a petite nose. She had a radiant glow about her, exuding confidence and poise. Her American accent was evident in her speech, and I could tell she was someone who was comfortable in her own skin.

I kneel on the obsidian platform, the cold, digital glass biting into my knees. In front of me stands the woman I’m terrified to be. Dark Mia. She looks exactly like me, but stripped of the apology. Her eyes are voids, swallowing the neon light of the code-verse. Her lips are curled in a cruel, knowing smile. She’s wearing the haptic suit, but it’s torn open, revealing skin that glows with a bruised, violet light.