Mila Kunis Novels & Stories

I stared at the woman who was standing beside Omen; she was the woman who had freed me from Zeebs witch’s entrapment. Had Isla just called her Murdina? “I’m Mila, it’s nice to meet you.” She replied to Isla, looking confused. “You don’t remember?” Isla asked frowning. “Remember what?” “You were Murdina.” “I don’t know what you mean.” Isla looked frustrated, “It’s nice to meet you, Mila.” She said as she sat down, the rest of us doing the same.

"Emma, let your sister continue from here." "Oh, dad, common." She shrugged her shoulders, her short hairstyle perfectly fitted her, making her look more like a stylist. Her chatty mouth was a turn-off for Callan already. "Welcome here." She leaned back on the cushion, her eyes intently fixed on him. "I am Mila Sullivan, the sixth daughter of Arnold Sullivan. I just graduated from medical school, top of my class. I am currently a resident doctor in my father's hospital." She was smallish and really pretty and had the same green eyes as her sisters. She looked way too innocent, but there was something about her aura that Callan felt would be dangerous like she was hiding under a facade. She s

With a wince, Nathan inquired, "What's so urgent that you had to hit me?" Realizing her abruptness, Mila hurriedly patted his arm. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." "What's wrong?" Unable to get angry at Mila, he asked in concern. Mila nervously swallowed. "Jasper's been in the gossip lately." "With who?" "The granddaughter of Oakley Gibson. She's quite famous on the internet." Nathan frowned involuntarily. "Oakley's granddaughter?" Mila nodded with a troubled expression.

He asked him. She followed him in. "I do not see why you need to drag me," She said in a barely audible voice. Austin cursed under his breath. "Daddy," She responded and went to him. Her father loved her but he could not go against the decision of the society. "What have you done? Why is he dragging you?" Her mother sighed and hugged her. Mila was feeling guilty and uneasy. She knew about the strict rules of their society, and disobeying them had ugly consequences. She wondered if the doctor informed Vincent that she had been touching herself.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

she woke her up. “Why can’t we do that? Sleeping is awesome,” Mila whispered in a sleepy voice. “Because we both want to go shopping,” Emma said as a matter of fact and sat up. “I want you to meet Ariana.” “I don’t mind.” Mila sat up too and stretched her arms. “Let's get ready, we can eat out,” Emma said and got out of bed. Mila went to her room to get ready, she took a quick shower then blow-dried her hair and put on some jeans and a tank top along with black sandals. She threw her hair into a messy bun and applied some light make-up then went to the living room.

I exclaimed, seeing Mila aiming a gun at Lisa on the screen. “This is for telling Landon to expose me,” Mila said in the video before pulling the trigger. “She killed someone,” Hudson whispered in disbelief. “This is insane! How could she shoot someone?” I said, shocked. “Mila is capable of worse things, Hudson. If only you knew,” I muttered under my breath. “What happens now?” I asked. “She has been arrested. She will either be convicted or sentenced to death. I don’t care anymore,” he replied, his voice heavy with disappointment.

“Mrs. Rosemary, please wake up… just for a moment.” Mila gently shook Rosemary’s pale body as she lay motionless on the bed. Rosemary blinked slowly, her eyes heavy and hollow. “Why should I wake up, Mila? The world out there doesn’t want me anymore.” Mila bit her lip, fighting back tears. “That’s not true. Look at this, Ma’am.” She lifted her phone and played a video. A wave of cheers and chatter burst from the screen: a famous celebrity was being interviewed on the red carpet. A dazzling gown sparkled on her figure, and when asked who her favorite designer was, she answered confidently:

Aaliyah said, waving as she left. "So, where were we?" Mila asked. At 17, Mila was 5'4" with light skin and jet-black hair that wasn't too curly. She had deep dimples and striking light blue-green eyes, giving her a baby face that her brothers often teased her about. She was slim, not too curvy, but had a well-rounded figure. *** "Mila! We're going to be late!" Willow honked her horn. "Jeez, woman, calm down!" Mila responded, hopping into Willow's turquoise sports car with Aaliyah in the back.

the video placed her on the front screen. Melissa exhaled, she could sense the slander coming from a mile away. "You might not understand my purpose for making this video, and I apologize that I must remain anonymous for my own safety but the Luna of Dunham is not a werewolf. She is a witch!" The voice paused then several videos of her, from her past life played. There was one where she tripped from the stairs and at the time, Melissa had been embarrassed by the event.