Mia Malone Novels & Stories

Right before Malia got the job as a maid in the palace, Viva had been meet Dame Grace. Dame Grace said age needed to have Access to the Luna. It only makes sense when Malia was made a maid. She had no other option but to sell her friend. The first night she got home after, selling Malia, she cried so much bit once she woke up and saw 5he stacks of money on the table, She declared a cease fire on her tears.

There’s only one bed, a large wooden bed that holds my aunt as she covers herself to the chin. She’s asleep. I sob before I even reach her. And when I reach her, the bathroom door that was closed opens and Malia steps out. “River?” “Don’t”, I stop her. Then I get a good look at Malia’s hands that are no longer covered by a long-sleeved dress or a dress that reaches her ankles. Her wrists are red and so are her ankles. They look like chain marks. All of them. “I did it for her. She’s the only family I got left”

Amber Brown "DROP THAT! IT'S NOT YOURS!" His scream was shrill and terrified. I immediately twisted my body to see what was happening, and the scene was utterly terrifying. Three huge men were rummaging through our suitcases, and my mother was futilely trying to pull her vanity case where I knew her most expensive jewelry was kept. On impulse, I tried to help her, only to feel a powerful slap on my face that made me completely lose my balance. I felt dizzy, couldn't hear anything anymore, my head was spinning. I couldn't see much after that, just felt my head spinning forcefully. I kept hearing my mother's screams, the men's shouts; it was all a blur, impossible to understand what they were

Dominic said as he pointed around, “Homer, I need this kitchen squeaky clean as soon Winston is done with here.” He walked out of the kitchen, and I stood there, puzzled. I looked at this lady pouring things into a bowl, whisking them, and then running to another end of the kitchen to pick something else, then back to her gigantic bowl. “Hey, I am Harper Holmes.” I cleared my throat and tried to start a conversation “So, he also gets your name wrong.” she laughed “I am Ari Wilson.” So, I wasn’t the only one that had to deal with him calling me another name.

THIRTY ONE Malia sat on the edge of the bed, her gaze fixated on the floor, as her mother gently combed through her hair. The rhythmic strokes of the brush were meant to soothe, but the tension in Malia’s clenched fists betrayed her frustration. “You look absolutely stunning, Malia,” her mother, Mrs. Lyra, said, a smile playing on her lips. “I’m telling you, no man will be able to walk past without turning his head.” She admired her daughter’s reflection in the mirror, her voice dripping with pride.

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

Alpha Ryan Damison All I see is red. Anger. My veins ferociously pulsate hard as I think of my mate. My mate is a guy, I can’t accept this shit. Clearly, the Moon goddess had it out for me. What a sly bitch, as there is no more hilarious mistake than pairing me with a guy! I knew she hated me from the start. But there were bigger bastards than me in the past. Then why me? Why? My chest heaves menacingly, anger and fury rising to the surface. The way my mate existed disgusts me. His gender disgust me, his thin body, his weakness, everything about him disgusts me.

Chapter 39 Saturday Morning Stewart Resident "Mum, I didn't have enough sleep" Malia complained as she came downstairs with Isabel dressed already... Elizabeth woke up as early as possible to get her daughters to get ready for the hangout in Kelly's house... Malia is clad in a purple low neckline tight gown that reached her knee, which showed the hollow of her breasts, especially as revealed by the low neckline, also brought out her curvy hips with her sexy long slender legs..... Although, she is not putting on any makeup yet she is still looking hot and gorgeous to take away any guy's breath instantly with tempting luscious lips and her hair packed up in a neat bun...

Mark walks over to Davina and hands her an manila envelope with her name on it. “I found this tied to the gate when Daniela and I arrived. We can’t open it. I think it’s spelled so only you can,” says Mark. Davina easily rips open the package. Inside is a dvd. She looks at me and hands me the dvd. I walk over to my laptop hooked up to the projector and put the dvd in. On the screen we see Enzo, uncle Thomas and Malayah. But something is wrong with Malayah. She has this blank expression on her face and her eyes are pure black. What did they do to her. “Ah my sweet Davina. Malayah has been my ever faithful spy, though she didn’t know it. Regardless she’s been such a good daughter to her father