Mia Malone Novels & Stories

I moaned and covered both hands on my face as Freda continued laughing at me. “Listen to this, ‘Malia Hill, known as the billionaire bachelor’s secretary, now becomes the newest name on Troy Sanford’s increasing list of flings. When everybody thought she had the perfect immunity to the infamous billionaire playboy’s charms, the latter proved he could get whomever he wanted.’

From where she stood, she didn’t seem like she’d stand a chance with someone as huge as Cain—or I, for that matter—but her soul spoke some strength that wasn’t being honed. “What’s up?” She asked and then looked up at Cain, “Hi Cain,” “Maliyah,” he answered. “As you know you’re attending training today,” She immediately looked vexed. Maliyah’s ability to hide her emotions through her face was absolutely zero. Her eyes widened at the mention of her attendance and a part of me already worried for her. “Yeah,” she nodded slowly. “What about it?” “It’s not going to be easy.” I told her, “So, it’s best to set your expectations. Indrix isn’t going to go easy on you just because you’re my Luna,”

Malone asked, confused, his eyes darting from Monica to me. Monica smiled sweetly and cupped his face. “Malone, sweetheart, she’s nobody. You remember the news this morning, don’t you?” Of course, I was right, his name is Malone. The information the private investigator dug up was correct. He nodded slowly. “Yes. I do.” “She’s the mistress.” What? Mistress? My head spun. I stared at her, stunned, trying to make sense of what she just said. Mistress? Maybe, but what news?

I don't really take in street hoes or anything, but the ones I have seen with other men in the Mafia are better in the seduction game than she is. And she's like what? Nineteen? "I'm sorry. If I take you with you I might be arrested for being a pedophile. You should go back home instead of standing by the road side at night. It's not safe for little girls. Expecially with that outfit. Someone might try to take advantage of you" Andrei advises her and her face gets red with anger. "I am nineteen!! I am not a child!" She says stomping her feet like a child.

Malia called, her voice sultry. “Yeah?" Burke murmured, clearing his throat as he turned to her. Of truth, she was a beauty. With bright blonde hair that framed her oval-shaped face, and sharp grey eyes that can charm any man of his wits, paired with her flawless porcelain skin and her impeccable sense of fashion, Malia was a perfect fit for someone of Burke's pedigree. She was meant for this life. But still, Burke found it hard to accept her. He found it hard to burn for her, half as much as he did for Silver.

“What are you talking about?” “My missing mittens last week. My overly salted soup. My burnt cherry pies. And now the spoiled milk on my gravy. Care to explain?” Magda was still pretending, “I don’t know what you are talking about. You are insane.” “I am insane?” “Yes.” The tall minion said, it was Claudette, “Normal people don’t go around, slapping anyone.” “Back off, skinny.” Fatma warned, and Claudette was mortified with the compliment.

Bethany Wright. Self acclaimed queen bee of Malcolm High. Head of the cheerleading squad and girl friend to the most popular guy in school, Christian Hales. It was such a wonder how cool headed, reserved Christian landed himself such a bitch. She was definitely with him for the money, the fame, and definitely the sex. News fly around the school and Makaila's ears were always open for the gist.

Nick walked out immediately, rubbing his forehead in agony and shame, he didn't have far to go, we had officers waiting on the outside for him also. I take my seat in the boss' chair, smiling, I looked around the table. "Hello gentlemen, my name is Camila Clair Camorra, I am your CEO" I say leaning back and watching their faces go from shocked to very impressed. Elijah smiles at me in adoration, he's so handsome!. But what are the odds, I'm the villain in everyone else's story except his.

I'll be behind you" ************************************* MILA'S POV It was really strange, It had been 12 days at Mr McCarter's place and he hadn't even bothered to come see the person whom he would supposedly marry. I felt very unimportant and unwanted, but at the same time, it was peaceful for me. In a very long while, peace was all I felt until my phone rang and I heard the news that shattered all the pieces of peace I had left inside me, as I crumbled to the ground and wailed. I Just Lost My Dad.

Then she looked down her feet to check if it was indeed a monster, but she was surprised to see it was not a lake monster, but a human hand forcefully drowning her. She kicked several times, and when she sensed the grip loosen up, she kicked the hardest and hurriedly swam, going to the shallow part. Without looking back, she grasped her dagger and prepared herself to fight. Her eyes widened when the figure got up from the water. It was a familiar creature with blue eyes, pointed ears, and dark skin. A creature that was not allowed to enter the territory of Hala without permission. A dark elf! Malaika threw the dagger aiming at the creature’s heart. She smiled when it didn’t miss. However, th