Novel & Cerita Mia And Me Mo And Mia

Mia POV. My name is Mia, I'm sixteen, or I think I am, it's what my mother says I am, she hates me, like really hates me. The bruises on my body stand witness to her tough love, to how she treats me, when everyone else get to go to school, make friends and be classified by my age, I wasn't I was locked inside.

Mia silently made her way towards her room but came to a half when she saw the brown-colored door. Mia hesitated for a while before pushing the door open, she stepped into the room she hadn't taken a single step into in years. "Mom, dad. I miss you a lot, I do not want to live without you. Your daughter misses you a lot." Mia muttered silently sliding to the ground, she fell and sat listlessly on the ground.

I want to be back with him Mia 2.0: Have fun, Oly, and maybe do what I would do Oly 2.0: Which is?? Mia 2.0: Being railed on the kitchen table by a handsome man Oly 2.0: I'm never eating at your place ever again -_- Mia 2.0: We clean everything after Oly 2.0: Escaping before I barf Mia 2.0: Have fun!!

Mia is pacing the short length of their cottage and is trying not to chew her fingernails with jealousy. This is the first time she is experiencing the green monster, and it is not pretty. She wanted to pull Stella Bowman's eyeballs out. She would have stabbed that witch with the kitchen knife if Sabrina and Jane didn't stop her.

She then rushed towards Fuoco and said while grasping for breath "Hi! ...i am Mia .....sorry for the delay...its the traffic you know... Fuoco interrupted her and said "It's okay, Mia...calm down! I know you must be having your reasons and from your looks I can deduce you tried quite hard to reach here" Fuoco smiled to assure the girl that she was not mad at her and offered her water, which the girl took quickly to hydrate herself. Mia was 5'4"which was slightly shorter than Fuoco. She was neither too plum nor too thin, she was just perfect. Just like Fuoco,she was also wearing jeans and T-shirt. She had a pair of bright green eyes, dark brown hairs and fair skin.

I tell her focusing on the movie I was watching. "C'mon Rissa, please, it's just a few drinks and I promise I'll be with ya all the time so you don't get too drunk" she says giving me puppy dog eyes, I groan out because I can't really resist her. Mia is my best friend and roommate, we've been living together since our first year at college, she's an African American with dark long hair, her big brown eyes are always looking so sexy and damn Mia has the body of a goddess, she has a very fine ass and her boobs are round and always standing.

“What?! The person who did this was Mia?!” When Seth saw how big of a reaction his father had, he hurriedly asked, “Dad, who’s this Mia person?” Fabian’s face was filled with shock and concern as he paced around in his study and said, “Mia is Xander’s junior and they both trained under the same master. Most people would assume Xander was stronger than Mia, but it’s actually the opposite. Mia was said to be a genius that would only come around once every 30 years, so she’s extremely well-trained and much stronger than Xander! Most importantly, Mia’s an extremist who’s a little unstable mentally. All her enemies have met with extremely miserable ends!”

Opening the file, he carefully went through its content. Mia Edwards was the third child of four siblings. She would be 27 years old in a couple of days, She had a best friend named Hailey Fisher and she works for a magazine company as one of their editors. Looking at her monthly earnings and all other benefits given to them at the company where she works, Colton sighed. She was receiving something that's not much, yet she spent it on that douchebag.

She said, smiling shyly. "Makaila.... Wow!...." I was literally speechless. She giggled. "A bad wow or good wow?" She smirked. "Neither. Good can not be used to compare how you look right now, Makaila. You look so Amazing." I smiled. She smiled back at me. "Thank you. You don't look bad yourself." She brushed her fingers on the arm of my arm and I swear that single touch did things to me. Wonderful things. "Alright. Let's take a group picture." Monica said. I took Makaila's hands and went to stay beside Nigel and Rita and we took several shots. And soon we were on the road.

I met Arrick in this very kitchen for the first time and even though I stayed to get some free head space, he’s plaguing me crazily. Maybe I should have gone somewhere alone and booked a hotel for a few days, instead of the place where most of our memories lie to get at me with every turn. I thought I needed space from him, yet my own insanity is keeping him forefront in my mind constantly. “You’re my favorite, auntie.” Mia announces sweetly as she rolls out cookie dough on the kitchen table, standing on a chair to reach the surface. She is covered in flour, wearing a little frilly apron over her nightwear but looks so angelic while clumsily doing so that I may die from cuteness overload. Mi