Mila Kunis Novels & Stories

Then, deep inside, with so much anger and dismay, she swore: "I will make all of you pay for what you'll did to me. You all threw me out of your lives when I needed you'll all the most. But don't you worry Killian, I will prove both you and my parents wrong. I will show you all that I'm not a disgrace. I am Mila Throndsen and I won't back down till I win...

Damien I smiled and posed for the cameras, my eyes on the press in front of me, screaming questions and the loud sounds of the cameras flashing, but my mind was elsewhere. It was on Mila, who stood in the far corner dressed elegantly in a backless, silk olive green dress with thin straps and a sweetheart neckline. Her hair was up in a messy yet sophisticated bun with tendrils of her bangs falling out, framing that angelic face. Her lips were a glossy nude with matched heels that wrapped around her ankles in a way I wish my hands were.

“Oh give me a break Eli, “Mila said cutting him off. “The day before the attack she just so happens to come back at like three in the morning, then the day of she’s just missing in action? You can’t tell me that’s just a coincidence.” “But why would she do some thing like put the whole Empire in danger, these are her people?” he said. “Jealousy,” Mila said simply, and Eli gave her a questioning look, she just sighed “You were her mate, now I’m your mate, she was Luna Queen, now I’m Luna Queen and well this,” She said pointing to her stomach.

Killian POV I am bewitched. Mila Anderson cannot be human and real at the same time. Those sea-green siren eyes were meant to drown every soul they landed on. Her dark red hair cascaded to her waist, and the ripped jeans hugged her curves so perfectly it was almost criminal. She clutched the straps of her messenger bag as if her life depended on it, standing behind her family with her shoulders hunched. But when her eyelids fluttered and her gaze met mine—she had me, right then and there.

MILA Felix and I sat on our hotel room bed, holding hands and breaths. I stared at my blank phone screen in anticipation. DING! And there it was: the headline of the century. PRINCE FELIX OF FRESONIA ANNOUNCES ENGAGEMENT TO AMERICAN CHEF MILA BENSON. Underneath the bold title was a large picture of the two of us, my diamond ring on full display. Felix squeezed my hand. “You alright?”

She announced jokingly to Jackson who neither bulged nor smiled. Natasha's voice got through to the seated actors and they all turned like clockwork. All of them, then her eyes met him. Connelly Jake—one of the main characters of the movie and her favorite actor who was once her celebrity crush when wishful thinking existed. "Jackson!" A few of them cried out in unison as Jackson took a seat with them. Maria wasn't quite sure what to do so she lamely stood behind a chair, and of course, with a smile plastered on her pretty face.

"Obviously.... You think I don't get what I want.... You should know me by now" Mila rolled her eyes, of course she knew Kayla could go to any lengths to get what she wants.. But does that mean... "Sarafina is your daughter?" Kayla laughed, twirling her hair. "I see you've met her... She is my step daughter" "Naja's daughter?" "Typical of you to figure it out" Kayla replied. "She is Naja's daughter and also... The Sheba" Mila lips quivered as she sat down shakily.

It would help, too, that Marcus and Mila had obviously done this before, and knew how and where to position themselves and the other couple for the best possible shots. George opened the door, and welcomed the other couple into the room. Both were tall, lean, and dark-skinned. Marcus was handsome with short, black, curly hair. He wore a pair of casual khaki slacks and a Hawaiian shirt over his trim swimmer's body. Mila had a gorgeous exotic face with large, wide-set eyes, high cheekbones, and a wide mouth with full-but-not-fat lips. She wore a tropical-print sarong wrapped tightly around the curves of her body, and a fresh-flower lei around her slender neck.

“What is your ETA?” “My, my, aren’t we an anxious little Alpha.” I chuckle. And in reality she is little. At 5’2” it’s almost hard to believe she’s an Alpha. Up until you see her fight and then there’s not question that the woman is all Alpha. She uses her small stature to her advantage – because she’s small, she is quick and agile in a way that male Alphas generally aren’t. But beyond that, she is also a smart and strategic fighter. I’ve seen her take down some of the strongest warriors out there because she used her brains just as much her strength. Thinking of what a badass she is is only making me again wish that she were my fated mate.

Beau points out bluntly, but the King was far convinced. "But she wasn't forced to do it. It was her urge that drove her to touch me like that!" Caius chuckles, unable to hold his thoughts any longer. "This is a major development, Beau! Maybe the next time I provoke her, she'll end up fucking me out of anger." "I don't think..." Beau got silenced halfway from the way he felt the King's dreadful gaze swallow him. "You were saying?" "The Luna is an uptight woman. She doesn’t break rules, so I'm merely trying to point out that it's tricky to keep on approaching her using different ways."