Mia Cara Book Novels & Stories

Series Order: Book 1- Loathing Logan Book 2- Still In Love With You Book 3- Loving Your Imperfections Mia I looked at myself in the body-length mirror in our room and sighed. I wasn't much into dressing up completely, so I wore a plain white tank top with a short ruffled black skirt and my high-top black converse. I wasn't much into make-up because then I'd forget and rub my face or something, smearing it like crazy, so I wore only a bit of mascara, and that was it.

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The question is, what could it be? Maia looked at the books scattered on the floor. Most of them are books about actors and the art of acting. She picked up all of the books and put them on the desk. “We’re leaving,” she said. “Did you find some clues, Ms. Maia?” “I was too late.” Given the room's state, the person who broke in before her must’ve gotten his hands on the clues if there ever was one. It was like what Paige said. "Celia is a pitiful person. I'll buy a few more copies of ‘An Actor Prepares' and place them on her tombstone. That's her favorite book."

I said, doing my best to change the subject. "See ya!" Page yelled, getting into her own car. "Drive safe!" Mia and Page have been my best friends since I was born, which is how we know each other so well. They make sure to torture me every chance I get, but I let them even if it's against my better judgement. Walking to my car, I start mumbling to myself, "How could I let them force me to watch another werewolf movie? Now I'm going to be on edge all night."

The cabin was quiet. Aria was probably still asleep in the other room, since the issue with Riko, she had wanted a bit of space, asking to sleep alone and I gave it to her. A small smile tugged at my mouth when my eyes landed on the book beside my bed. Bond Rituals and Reclaiming Mates. I shook my head, half embarrassed even alone. Maya had slipped it to me with entirely too much enthusiasm when I had asked her if she knew anything about taking back a rejection a few days ago.

Mia's POV I turned around slowly, and my stomach dropped. "Jade?" I said, my voice coming out lower than I intended because I could not believe what I was seeing. She is Jade Miller, from my Literature class, and she was standing right there in the middle of this place, dressed in something that left very little to the imagination, staring back at me with the same exact look of horror that I knew was on my face. "Mia," she breathed, her eyes going wide, and for a second neither of us said anything, we just stood there.

He seemed to take pleasure in her suffering, and went out of his way to make her life miserable. It was a strange twist of fate that had brought Mia to this place. She had been born into the pack, just like everyone else. But from the very beginning, she had known that she was different. She, unlike the rest of the wolves in the pack, couldn't shift into her wolf form. She was suffering from PTSD, and that was what was blocking her ability to shift. Noah always punished her and as he did he verbally abused her and taunted her, telling her to shift, like she did when she killed their parents.

I listened, ate, and let myself enjoy every bit of her company. After breakfast, Mia announced that she wanted to visit the little bookshop two blocks south of the building. She already had a list of four books saved on her phone and had been waiting for a day when neither of us had to rush. So I traded my usual heels for flats, pulled on a jacket and followed her outside. The Thursday morning air was cool and pleasant as we walked side by side, looking, for once, like two ordinary people with nowhere urgent to be. The bookshop was small, warm, and carried that familiar scent only old pages and fresh ink could create. Mia wandered through the aisles checking titles against the list on her ph

I placed my ear closer, not leaving my hiding spot. "Mia is tough, Christian," Caspian said, voice low. "Always loved those late night drives, blasting music, acting like she didn’t give a fuck. But she can be soft too, and remembers every little thing you tell her, when you are giving her a good fvck... the only time you can get anything out of that girl is during sex, she's like a fvcking senseless dog then!" Christian nodded, sipping his drink. "Yeah, Mia’s different. Loves that sex from the corner spot, loves crowds because she's ready to show off and anger some people. She's stubborn as hell and never gets scared... but you think she knows something? She can't."