Mila Rose Novels & Stories

The boyfriend said, pulling back away from Scarlett. Scarlett stood up and smiled at Mila. But Mila exploded and her powers erupted from her. Her hair went from blonde to black and her powers caused the barn to explode around them. The boyfriend ran up and tried to calm Mila down but she raised her hand and put an invisible choke hold on him. She held on until he dropped to the ground dead. “Mila.” Scarlett said. “You are no longer my sister.” Mila gritted out and threw her across the field without laying a finger on her.

Jeffrey got up and jumped up and down to get there. He thought the flowers had bloomed, and I was back. But how could a rose that was uprooted bloom? He opened the iron gate of the rose garden and found that the land was loose. He saw Joanna holding a small hoe, squatting on the ground, and plowing bit by bit. "Look, Jeffrey, I want the roses I planted to bloom all over the garden." Without waiting for him to respond, Joanna, who was wearing high fashion and exquisite makeup-, hugged him. "Happy? Besides Audrey, I can also plant roses for you."

Kaelynn opened the rear door for her, and she got in without argument, adrenaline still alive in her veins, the ghost of the crowd’s chant still ringing in her ears. He slid in beside her and gave a quiet order to the driver. Rose leaned back and let the silence stretch a little before breaking it. “I think your girlfriend hates me.” Kaelynn turned his head and looked at her. “What gives you the idea that Bianca is my girlfriend?” Rose glanced out the window again, buying herself a second. “She has a particular way of looking at me. Most women only look like that if they feel threatened.” One corner of his mouth lifted. “Does that bother you?”

Mila stood there in a striking red dress that clung to every curve, her long dark hair cascading over one shoulder like silk. The warm resort lighting caught the subtle shimmer on her skin and the confident curve of her smile. “Hey Vegas,” she purred, stepping forward without waiting for an invitation. Her perfume, sweet floral with a hint of vanilla and something warmer, wrapped around him immediately. “Miss me?” She leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss to his cheek, her hand sliding possessively down his arm. “You’ve been avoiding my texts for weeks. I figured I’d come see what’s keeping you so busy… or should I say who?”

Paige, Sarah, and Anne knew why he was not pleased with them. While that was happening to Luke, Paige, Sarah, and Anne, Ella (Rosabella) were walking around the rose garden, and she felt nostalgic being in the rose garden. She sat on a fountain wall, and she looked into the water as she asked herself. "Why do I feel nostalgic when I am in the rose garden?"

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.

It’s kind of disappointing for Rozelyn that her stepmom’s pup wasn’t with them to witness the paradise of the orchard. Anyway, she’s happy for him—what makes Cyrill happy, makes her happy. At least, he’s spending time with music again after his departure from England. Music always calms one’s soul since the dawn of time. “That orchard was owned by Maebh Mullin, Rosie.” Her stepmom said while driving their navy blue Sedan. “You mean the Kim Kardashian of Shamrock?” Rozelyn mumbled to the woman who raised her. “Shhh…” Rozelyn just rolled her eyes and looked outside the car window. Outside, it began to drizzle softly. The heavenly dark sky was already hovering above them; still adorned with mil

“Yes, Your Highness. She is the daughter I never had.” Magnolia felt disgusted at the mention of the word ‘daughter’. She would have probably considered ending her life, had she had a drop of Serena’s blood in her. “There was an accident when she was a child, and unfortunately no one from her family survived except little Magnolia. Poor thing she was so traumatized, she doesn’t even remember anything from that day.” “Oh my, how sad.” The countess looked at Magnolia with tears in her eyes. ‘This woman is too sensitive for her own good.’

He finished his talking looking at her, "And one more thing Rose, if anything happens to Damian because of your irresponsibility or negligence then I will personally kill you, keep this thing in your mind..." His face was deadly serious, his black eyes threatening... "Don't worry I'll protect him with my life, you can trust me..." She replied in monotone voice. ******** Simon was standing in front of Damian after handing him Rose's file, Damian was reading each and every word very carefully, he was impressed.. The skills and talents of this girl was extraordinary.... CLASS A FIGHTER.... Name - Rose, (26 years old.) Blood group- O . DOB- 5 March 1994.

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos