Mikaela Banes Novels & Stories

Makaila concluded as she took the tray of extra large pizza and drinks and walked to their table. "Took you long enough." Bethany snorted. Makaila ignored her again and that seemed to anger Bethany. Makaila placed the tray on their table. Bethany took her diet coke and made it slip so that it could pour on Makaila's cloths. Makaila gasp and quickly stepped back. The Coke also poured on her sneakers. They were her only pair of shoes. She was so frustrated, she almost started crying, in fact beads of tears were already coming out of her eye.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

“Hello baby Yntreia!” “You can also talk to her with your psyche if you don’t want anybody to hear. Just concentrate in entering her mind and relay your message.” She looked to the baby again and concentrated. The baby smiled. “Sorry but you are not doing it correctly.” Yntreia said. The task made Ellaine weak. Her head ache so much by the effort. “This is harder than I thought.” “I see you didn’t do well but it’s just your first try.” Margarette assured her. “Practice doing that and in time, you’ll make it.”

I wanted to wake up just to laugh. That woman really had to be a shrew if she was so blind that she didn't see that Mikaela was the most beautiful in the whole family. The girl literally had the face of an angel, but the mother could only demoralize her in front of the others. I just prayed that most of the guests had left, or that at least they were not there in the room in which they met, because it would be too shameful for Mikaela to deal with the mocking giggles of her relatives. I honestly don't know how Suzane didn't send that woman to hell. She deserved to be cursed, but no one did that.

In the end, they arranged to meet. Two days later, they would meet near the clinic. From there, Magdalena would get into Albert’s car, and together they would drive somewhere private and mysterious. For two days, Magdalena quietly prepared for her meeting. She dyed her hair, gave herself a facial mask, did her nails, and removed the unwanted hair from her body. She tried not to let anyone notice how much effort she was putting into getting ready, although Sara was so troubled that she probably wouldn’t have noticed her mother’s preparations anyway.

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.

she teased. "You're not my friend- we're not friends." I corrected, "I don't even know your name." "Fine then," she dropped her fork and extended her arm to me, blocking me from taking another bite of my pizza, "I'm Celeste." I knew what she was doing, this friend thing was all a ruse, I've had a bunch of other girls come to me asking to be my friend then going ahead, without my say, to plan a sleepover at my house like I wasn't even there, "Look, if you're trying to be friends with me to get with Blake, you can just come out and say that."

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

Mridula's POV 08:35AM IST 12B, Antilia Altamount Road, Cumballa Hill South Mumbai Gasping for breath like a dying fish, I sat on the floor of our gym with a thud. Hundred squats with kettlebell, jump rope, pull-ups, elliptical and pilates all in one day is never easy!! I controlled my breaths and got up with my almost aching legs. I stumbled my ways towards upstairs to my room. But a voice stopped me.

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.