Mila Kunis Novels & Stories

The place where Mila’s name had surfaced once before. He pulled the records: Mila Everhart, Cassia Everhart, and... his breath caught... Jonas Hale. He scanned them quickly. Cassia: Age five. Mila’s younger sister. Diagnosed with auditory hypersensitivity. Patient notes described her as gentle, musical, often found humming lullabies to herself. Jonas: Age seventeen. A ward of the state. Exhibited aggression when exposed to melodic triggers. Experimental subject in a controversial study using sound stimuli to manipulate behavior.

Ronnie asked, the moment we slid into our chairs. I shrugged. “I guess… “Oh my goddess Glinda, you can be so slow sometimes you know. Mila from the cheerleading team just smiled at you, she doesn't do smiles!” Taking a big bite out of my burger and munching on it crazily, I asked. “What does this have to do with anything, Ronnie?” She smacked her forehead and I giggled. Gosh, she was too dramatic. “Mila is a cheerleader! The only one who's ever hated the so- called Queen, Cressida.”

KARA I was done losing it. Every headline, magazine covers, every society column and conversation. Somehow, they all found their way back to Milly. I tossed another glossy magazine onto the coffee table. There she was again, standing beside Declan Laurent in a cream-colored gown, smiling at someone off-camera. The headline made my stomach turn. WASHINGTON’S NEW ICE QUEEN CONTINUES TO CHARM THE ELITE. Ice Queen? I let out a bitter laugh. “Please.”

Don said, “Young Master Clarke, Mila is fine. She has some superficial wounds and has caught a fever. The wound on her forehead has been stitched. The doctor said that she needs to be hospitalized for observation for a few days.” Philip nodded. The others exchanged a glance before turning to leave. Philip looked at the quietly sleeping Mila when the phone next to him rang suddenly. As soon as Philip saw Fennel Leigh’s name on the display, he quickly picked up the call. It was the same magnetic male voice on the other end of the line. “I found it. This Yana Young is not simple. She has a twin sister, Nina Jacques, and they belong to a killer organization that consists of all female assassins

I said as Stefano scrambled onto Max’s back as he spun, “Although at least if we have to go to the ER, I might get to see Milly. I haven’t seen her in weeks.” Now twenty-seven, Milly had fine-tuned her powers and was the best Doctor we had. She could heal any wound without breaking a sweat. We’d hardly lost any soldiers to injuries in years. “She is continually working,” Max said, “The woman never rests.” “Well, tell her the Luna has ordered her to take a day off soon and meet me for a coffee. I miss her.” “Will do,” he said as Madeleine joined the ‘climb Maxy’ game.

Suddenly, my covers were ripped away from my body and a glass of ice cold water was thrown on to my face. “What the Hell Keena!” I sat up so fast I felt my head spin, but my glare was directed at my younger sister standing at the foot of my bed, her expression equally bone melting. “Oh no, don’t you dare ‘what the Hell’ me! Do you have any idea what you’re doing? How your mistakes are ruining the image of the entire family?” Keena, Kareena Tyson Miller, glared at me with her grey-ish blue eyes, her dark hair with metallic blue highlights reached just above her shoulders and her brick red floral printed dress came to a few inches above her knees. From outside, no one would be able to tell tha

She had three now that she made and all was to her liking, but her most favorite was the new one– the pastel blue dress that had long puffy sleeves, a length that did not reached her ankle, and a small ribbon on the back of the waist. She had now things she never owned before since she chose to separate herself to the convent, and she could do things now they did not allow but she yearned for like singing songs that were not related to their belief, dancing, she had never dance before, and dreaming. She dreamed of Michael all the time. It had been a few days when the knights barricaded the gate of the convent disallowing her sisters to visit Hana. But not Mathilda. She had sneak out twice no

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

I’d rather not admit that tiny detail, but if I didn’t tell you about it, Mary Sue probably would and she’d undoubtedly embellish it to the utmost point of embarrassment, so there you have it. If all of the other bullshit Nick Jin put me through didn’t make me want to plunge a sharp, cold knife into his soft, moist gut, that tactic certainly put the jackass on my top list of people to kill. Who else is on the list? Well, aside from pretty much all of humanity, Michael Bay for crimes against ‘80’s and ‘90’s pop culture, and Winona Ryder for being a brat.