Mila Rose Novels & Stories

“Oh, and our team doctor, Mila, will be arriving shortly. Ah, in fact, here she is now.” The door swung open, and in walked Mila. I took a breath, my eyes widening. She was tall, almost rivaling Enzo in height, slender with impeccable posture, and undeniably striking. Her hair was a cascade of silk that seemed to capture the light, flipping it back over her shoulder as she walked with a confidence that was unparalleled. The room’s atmosphere subtly seemed to shift as Mila entered, her presence commanding attention. As she approached, her eyes flitted over to Enzo, and for a fraction of a second, something unspoken passed between them.

It’s him! “What have you brought here? Explain yourselves or die.” “Sir, we present you the Red Rose. The huntress you have wanted dead for many years. She came here today, in the guise of a prisoner, with the intention to kill you. We convinced her that we would work for her, knowing that it would allow us to bring her to you, unaware of the danger she would be in. She is at your mercy, to do with as you wish Sir. She also has another identity; this woman is the new Luna of the Blue Flame pack.”

“We’ve got things under control. Logan and Taylor haven’t let Mila out of their sight, and everyone else still thinks you’re... gone.” Mariah’s gaze darkened. “And Mila?” “She’s acting like the queen of the school,” Rose said, rolling her eyes. “Smiling. Laughing. Acting like she didn’t poison someone and leave them to die. Honestly, if I didn’t already hate her, I’d be tempted to be impressed at how convincing she is.” “She’s covering her tracks,” I muttered. “Playing innocent until she thinks she’s safe for real.” Rose nodded. “She’s gotten too comfortable. But that’s what we want, right?”

Rose murmured as she dabbed a cool, soothing layer of the cream over my aching collarbones, "believe that because they can buy everything, they own everyone. They think their money and their political influence make them untouchable." "But let me make something very clear to you, Mila.” She continued, her voice dropping to a whisper that commanded the entire room. "Caleb Sterling bought my medical expertise. He did not buy my silence and he certainly doesn't own me. I answer to people who would eat a city politician for breakfast." A shiver ran down my spine. The way she said it wasn't a boast… it was a simple, absolute fact. Who was this woman? Dr. Rose finished applying the cream and gentl

“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:

At that moment, Marcus absolutely wanted to pin Roderick on the ground and beat him up aggressively. Roderick, however, did not look at Marcus but only at the actress. "Mila, right?" Mila immediately nodded. "My name is Mila Murphy, and I'm from Northern Muslon. My skin is a little sensitive, so I'll often put on a lot of makeup. I have acting experience, especially acting as a vicious supporting actress. I have a rich experience in this. I don't have a high demand for the pay. I just want…to be friends with Master Marcus."

They won't dare. "Heya~... Did you saw him? Doesn't he seems cool! Plus a really handsome face too! A group of girls squeals loudly. Being the most beautiful girl group in the school, the fours are quite popular among boys. "who?" A smug-faced girl mocks them down on the spot. "What more do you want Mira!?..." The girl named Mira is also a famous folk. She has a high ego to be compared to the other girls and assumed that she is royalty. Why is she here out of all place? Cause her father can't bear to be apart from her. R.I.S.E's director loves his daughter greatly to be considered just being spoilt... She is royalty here alright.

She believes in her spirit that nothing can harm her as long as she is strong within herself. "I will not let anyone ruin this day for me!" Promising herself one last time, she started her car. ***** It’s a big event for the fashion world. The very famous fashion designer, Melissa Millar, known as the queen MM, is having her fancy designs exhibited by the top models of America. Melissa Millar is a twenty seven years old beautiful woman also known as the heartbreaker of the state. This famous fashion designer can top the look of the best model of the New York fashion industry.

as she waved her hand to indicate a comfortable sofa where I could sit and wait for my meeting As I settled down on the sofa, I couldn't help but glance over at the woman at the reception. Curious, I decided to use the AI lens feature. I focused my attention on her and thought the name I had in mind. To my surprise, the name "Angelina" appeared, floating in the air just above her head. It was fascinating! Then, I looked for more information and saw another number—the total assets—floating above her, showing "$120,000." I was amazed at what I could see with this technology!

The moment she saw me or rather her, she stopped, her eyes widened, her hand flying to her chest. “Rose… what is this?” Mom’s voice trembled. “What’s with all the makeup and that… dress? Where do you think you’re going at this time of the night?” Blaire stood, turning around slowly like a model on a runway. She wore a short, black, strapless gown that clung to her curves and left little to imagination. Even I would’ve blushed seeing myself like that. “Ta-da-da-dah!” Blaire sang, her tone playful but cruel. “This is not your lovely daughter Rose, woman. So please, move out of my way.”