Mia Malkova Solo Novels & Stories

This caused Nessa to start crying. "Enough!" Max exclaimed and stood up with Nessa in his arms. "Are these bad people harassing you?" he started cooing as he left the living room. "A four-year-old stole your man, Nat!" Mikhail joked. "The great Natalia Volkov has been beaten by a four-year-old, little girl," Dimitri said in a commentator voice that had us cracking up. "You laugh now but imagine how much she will cry when you have to separate them again," Adrian said casually as he flipped a page of his book.

Mikhaila said tapping her dad,they were seated in the corner of the hall,it helped them see the whole room and all the entering and outings of everybody and they also noticed that Alek and Amber still hadn't come out,since they saw kirill come out Mikhaila expected Alek to follow behind, feeling impatient Mikhaila got up from where she sat and paced the corner,she noticed a few people stare at her with pity In her eyes and she hated it,all she kept telling them In her mind soon'. She groaned loudly when her phone rang In her hand, without checking the caller ID she picked up the call and pressed the phone to her ear. "Tell me you're here already!" She said trying to keep her voice down even

And soon we were on the road. **** Home coming was perfect. Everything went so well. Makaila and I we're voted home coming King and Queen but because Makaila doesn't like all the attention, I told them to cancel the King and Queen dance. I already had another surprise for her. We ended the program by midnight. I told the driver to drop Rita and Nigel, hopefully they don't have sex in my car. I hailed a taxi and took Makaila with me. "Where are we going?" She asked. I grinned at her.

Maddie followed his gaze and instantly saw that infuriating figure. Diana! It was her again! Maddie swallowed her frustration, averted her gaze, and looked at Jones instead. This time, she had to outshine Diana! Not only did she want Jones to choose her, but she also wanted John to know that she was a hundred times better than Diana! Originally, Maddie didn't have the opportunity to perform alone, but she took the initiative to request the university authorities for a piano solo. Considering her consistently good performance, the principal granted her request.

the anchor said through the speaker and a maid appeared with glasses filled with vodka. Mavis took a bottle of whiskey and placed it in the middle of the table, spinning it immediately. It got Sasha. "Dare" she said freely. "Give Dylan a lap dance for a minute" Mavis said and Dylan faced him. "The f**k" he muttered but Mavis just winked at him. Sasha stood up before walking over to him, settling down on his lap, she began moving her ass slowly, straddling him and making sure her ass touches his d**k.

Mia said to the bar attendant and focused on her phone. "A lady shouldn't drink alone," Nikolai said, trying to sound cool. "Good thing you're here," she said and flashed him a smile. The bar attendant approached with the order and placed it before Mia. “Thank you.” She smiled and took a sip, her fingers on the screen of her phone. “I was surprised to see you on the stage tonight.” He added, his gaze piercing. She smiled again. “A female should not be allowed on stage?” “Not at all, I mean,” His eyes calculated her swift movement. It was Elena, he was not mistaken. “It is a win and a loss for us, I guess.”

The music rose, and Mia's fingers moved gracefully over the piano keys, beautiful notes drifting through the auditorium. Miranda tapped the beat quietly, counting Mia’s rhythm. Mia was playing perfectly, hitting every note. Ironically, Miranda was the one getting nervous, her palms dampening with anxiety. At the judges’ table, Xena tilted her head, her gaze settling on Mia. Her elegant profile appeared on the large screen above the stage. Mia finished the last note without wavering. The hall erupted into applause. She stood up, bowed politely to the judges, and lifted her little face in a confident smile.

"It is the utmost honor to have you grace this year's gala with your esteemed presence. I am Rebecca, and I would be delighted to..." "Excuse me," Malakai interrupted, swiftly sidestepping her and continuing his search. Rebecca, undeterred by his apparent impatience, fell into step beside Malakai and Steph, her voice ringing out with excitement as she announced the names of each passing contestant. Finally, guided by Amani's enchanting scent, Malakai found her. She stood with her back turned, engaged in a spirited conversation about her art with a group of admirers. Beside her, a man stood, his possessive hand resting on the small of Amani's back. A surge of primal rage coursed through Malak

Yana looked back too and saw Soren, too. “Wow! I know that kind of stare,” Yana quipped. “Somebody looks smitten,” she added and chuckled. “Freak!” Misha castigated her in jest. “Do you think he is stalking you?” “I don’t know,” Misha answered. ‘He looked surprised when he saw me.” “I saw that too.” “Hey, girls, you’re not on the runway,” Maggie’s loud voice interrupted them. She was looking out the driver’s seat window of her red Mazda. “You can walk faster and without grace, no one’s looking.”

Safely again. After hearing that Fabio would be in attendance, she wanted to ask if she could sit this one out, but she knew that it would be a waste. She could endure everything, dance and do what they wanted and when they were all distracted, she could find out where he kept her baby. Simple as that, if only it was that simple. "I hate that mascara”. Mia slapped off the hands of the woman who was doing her make-up from her face. " I hate the color of that lipstick”. Mia slapped her hand off again. She could see the woman through the mirror in front. The woman, Marianna, was gritting her teeth and seething in fury, but she said nothing.