Milan Mirabella Novels & Stories

I was going to save her from all of it even if I risked her hating me, we'd eventually work that out. Mirabella looked like the start of all my trouble. She was the matchstick in the midst of hay. She was a magnet pulling me so violently to her even from across the huge room and I was a hopeless needle circling back to her. I took a much needed sip of wine and tried to hold a conversation with Anthony, the CO of the company. “I don't know about any couple hosting a reception at a world attraction Museum.” He said with a pat to my back. I tore my eyes away from Mira but her laughter found its way to me. “I'm a man simply giving my wife her dream wedding.”

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

Mira agreed, her head tilted she watched the scene before us. We continue to watch them Quinn was giggling at something Elijah said, she looked so cozy and comfortable, that was her dream, and it was playing out. "Can I have my husband back now!?" I call out, catching the attention of the pair. Mira and I snickered as she took a seat next to me. We turn our attention from the couple and striked up a conversation about her trip. She was in New Jersey, at a meeting for Clair Industries, Mira also made millions before turning seventeen, and with my help as always, she was on her way to billions now, along with Josh.

MIRA It's a few minutes to seven o'clock at night when we finally arrive at the fenced, private estate that holds the office complex of Mason Group of Companies. This is because a certain bossy man had sat me down on one of the high stools in La Magnifique's ultra modern kitchen and forcefed me an entire plate of lasagna. My stomach is so full, I can feel my skirt bursting at the seams. I had the shock of my life earlier when I walked into his ballroom of a closet and found an entire section dedicated to the most luxurious female accessories any woman could ever dream of. I'm talking about bags, shoes and jewelries from expensive brands all over the world.

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

Milan milan : no formalities mam you can call me milan Mrs. suvarna roy : good can I know why you're here Mr. raghu : he is madly in love with your daughter he wanted to become her life partner Mrs. suvarna roy : I can say he is talented and eligible for business but as per life partner that too for my princess I can't say anything easily because she is my only hope the one she chooses will be my life partner I can't take any decisions in this matter sorry . . Milan was hell angry after listening to her words he was thinking how dare she to reject me

I pulled the cord and began to climb the ladder. Once I made it to the attic, I began shining the light through the room, but I still didn't see anything. Walking through, I felt something touch the bottom of my foot; it was glass. Why was there glass? I looked up to see a mirror that used to be in my room; I remember it like it was yesterday. Mom and Dad took it out when I was little because I woke up from nightmares; I was six, talking about gruesome things that a six-year-old girl shouldn't know about. I shoved that memory aside and looked back at the mirror then started to leave, but I saw something, a glimpse of something "Hello?" I breathed; my chest was beginning to hurt. I heard the

She groaned once she answered the call. “Davila? What?” I rolled my eyes. Probably her one-night stand. “Olivia, it’s me Camila” she paused for a moment. “oh hey Mila” she was still drunk. Only God knows how many glasses of alcohol she drank. “Roman is mad, like super mad” “oh” she replied. “I’m sorry Mila, I only wanted to have fun”

She looked at herself in the mirror while looking at her cheeks which still looked so red. "What the hell are you doing, Loui Argent?! You're just teasing me! Always smiling whenever I'm nervous. You don't usually act like that!” Malia monologued while glaring at her reflection in the mirror. "Listen carefully, Loui Argent. I'm not going to be blown away by you! You're a damn cold creature!" she said. "Tch! You play tricks on feelings!" She pouted annoyed. As if aware of what she had just said, Malia covered her mouth with both hands while patting her occasionally. Stupid. Always think that far. Even though they are not in any relationship. Malia then rubbed both sides of her cheeks while lo

She payed her fare before clutching her bag tightly towards herself as her neck craned up to stare up at the massive tall building in front of her. Her eyes were quick to read the giant name built on the glass walls of the massive tall building. MILLER INC. A bolt of fast lightning past through her quickly and she took a few steps back and almost fell because of her heels but managed to balance herself just in time. She blinked and blinked again. The name Miller was sure to bring back so many memories. And, Adam appeared before her eyes once again. Adam's last name was also miller and this could be only a mere coincidence but it did take her by surprise. She hadn't even bothered to look into