Milk Princesses Novels & Stories

They are twins like light and darkness, their destiny united since they were born, when their parents cast a spell to hide their powers until they find their mate (their mate created by the moon goddess), even though they are identical before everyone's eyes, their souls and feelings are different, Arya and Faith, two princesses of the White Magic Coven and daughters of a powerful Alpha, half witch half wolf their life will not be easy, when they find themselves between the of the Alpha King Lanox, both will be his muse and his mate his other half, when they thought this was the solution, they realized that it will unleash something unimaginable, they will have the same mate and how can he choose between them when they are united by such a great power, how to fight against the desire and temptation to have them both, knowing that this will cause a tragedy to unfold, how to choose between the who is your first and the who awakens the desire in you and is your downfall, but if he does not choose, they will and that is when all will be lost. BOOK 1 I BELONG TO YOU FOREVER BOOK 2 ENDLESSLY MINE BOOK 3 INFINITELY OURS. All copyrights, registration number 2110119499270, registered work.

In the middle of the night, my smurf account gets added into a group chat called "lucky draw group". The rule of the group chat is rather weird. Whoever gets their hands on the lucky draw that's titled "lucky winner" must reveal their deepest and most shocking secret. I intend to watch the entire drama at first. But that's when a female user named Evie Sachs suddenly posts in the group chat. "My husband has always thought that he's the children's actual father. The truth is, he's not." Everyone in the group chat is quick to spam the chat with laughing emojis. "Miss, you can't just come up with a story that far-fetched without any logic!" "That's a really ridiculous story! Do you seriously take for all men to be idiots?" "We demand photos as proof!" Evie uploads a few photos of her sleeping with other men as well as the dates of her children's birth. The moment I glance at the birthdays, my hand goes slack, causing the milk bottle to fall to the floor. My daughters actually share the same birthdays as Evie's children!

Late one night, I was scrolling through social media and stumbled upon a trending post. "Does your husband ever say you're obsessed with your brother?" One comment sat at the top with thousands of likes. The profile picture showed a cartoon girl covering her mouth, laughing. "Oh, I can answer this one! My husband used to say that too, but here's the thing: he's actually the son I had when I was 19!" Every word oozed with smug satisfaction. Some commenters tore into her, calling her manipulative and her husband a total sucker. She only got bolder. She posted a screenshot of a bank transfer with the details blurred out, right next to a photo of limited-edition sneakers. "All my son had to say was he liked them, and my husband caved! Then he gave him extra cash for a fancy dinner!” "A guy like this? If I don't milk him, who will?" I stared at the sneakers and the transfer amount. They matched exactly what I had bought for my "brother-in-law" that afternoon and the money I had just sent him. Down to the last cent. Ice shot through my veins. That sucker she was bragging about? That was me.

Petal Athena Jones grew up in the MC life. She was royalty there in her father's Club, the Lost Boys. She was the princess along with her best friend Margo. They were treated as such. Coddled, spoiled but often pushed away. Neglected. Women had no power in the Lost Boys. They were expected to take care of the men and bear children. Petal and Margo are only saved by the teachings of Petals Grandma. Then when the girls were 12, the unthinkable happened. The girls know then that their family and club are a death sentence for them. When Petal turned eighteen a month after Margo did, they ran. They knew that their fathers and brothers would never willing let them go. They knew that they were set to both be claimed in a few days. They knew that there was no way out of it.. No one had any idea that the girls were unhappy. No one saw their escape coming and therefore, no one could find them. They were free and finally in charge of their own lives for the first time. What will these bold women do? What will happen when five short years later, they are discovered? How will the boys who have loved them all their lives react when they find that the MC Princesses are now Queens with no need of Kings?

Lei Kali Angeles, isa siyang barista sa isang Milk Tea Shop. Dahil sa pandemic, nagbawas ng tao ang kanyang pinapasukan na shop. Ngunit, sa mga nagdaan na buwan, unti-unti itong bumalik, at isa siya sa mapalad na tinawagan ng kanyang employer para muling magtrabaho. Pero tila ang kasiyahan niya nang matanggap ang balitang iyon ay kaakibat ng isang negatibong balita. Naging mandatory ang pagpapa-vaccine ng mga tao. Paano na kaya siya ngayon? Kung isa pa naman sa kinakatakutan niya ay ang magpa-inject. Sa pagkakataon kaya na iyon, handa na siyang harapin ang kanyang takot? O mananatili siyang tatalikuran iyon katulad kung paano niya hindi hinarap ang mga kakulangan sa kanyang pagkatao dahil sa iyon ang kinalakihan niya sa kanyang ina? Maging daan kaya ang mandatory vaccine, para tuluyan na niyang harapin ang kanyang mga takot na matagal at palagi niyang tinatalikuran?

My roommate was a classic bimbo. When I went to arrange a jogging meetup, she mistyped it as a hookup and sent it straight into the group chat, then burst into tears and claimed she didn't know how to retract the message. When I went to meet my jogging buddy, she told everyone that she ran into my "hookup buddy." At the end, she even covered her mouth and giggled sweetly, saying, "I always mix words up." After a few stunts like that, my reputation was utterly ruined, and the entire class shut me out. Later, she used her "clumsiness" as an excuse to spike my milk with sleeping pills, causing me to miss a major exam. She even dropped toxic bacteria into my water cup and killed me outright. And all of it was over something that stupid: the guy she had a crush on had casually helped me carry my luggage on the first day of school. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very first day of freshman orientation. This time, I am going to let her experience what it felt like to be ruined—and killed—by a so-called idiot.

"It wouldn't be the first nor the last time any one of you Titan Gods had affairs with ‘Greek Gods’ you know," Thaelia twisted her lips. Lukas face hardened and he tried to keep it like that, but one look at her face and a smile broke out of him and he's laughing hard. She accompanied him and chuckled softly, adorably, and it drove the son of Helios crazy. "Didn't know moon princesses could contain that much spite." "What can I say?" She lowered her voice, licking her lips. Her beauty was much more obvious, with her eyes the color of the sea, lined with gold, and lips rose. It was enough to make him realise he's drowning again, only this time it's on the color of her eyes. "You... inspire me." "Inspire you?" "Yes," She smiled sweetly *** There's two things that strikes Talia as she starts reading the book of her past—Lukas was a reckless son of Helios, Ajaxson was the son of Ajax who's head over heels in love with her while she was a moon princess desired by both of them. To add a Greek Goddess Hera made it impossible for her to stay happy with Lukas. It was just not written in the stars. ***

"You are going to come again, but not until I say so..." he whispered sexily while licking my ear. Amanda was addicted to coffee, she treated her coffee far better than she treated her men. She liked to change partners faster than she restocked her milk and creamer in her fridge. She never get attached to her man, she was very adventurous and even liked to share her men with her girls. That was until all of her best friends found their men and she was left to play alone. Dale had been a single dad since his wife passed away delivering their daughter Mable into the world. Since then he hadn't found the one person who can even come close to his beloved wife. He dated women on occasions but finds them all bland, shallow, and not even the least intriguing for him. He was dedicating his life to Mable and his coffee shop. That had been enough for him. Until one day Amanda walked into his coffee shop and literally knocked him off his feet. Since then, she has been on his mind constantly, she was truly his opposite. The wild child versus the calm and settled single dad. Will the opposite attract? will they find the middle ground? will his daughter approve of his new relationship?

At the court, my daughter, Hannah Wright, accuses me of being a sexist tormentor with violent tendencies. With tears running down her cheeks, she slowly takes off her clothes, revealing her wounds to everyone present. "She's a monster! She buys mangoes for my younger brother, Rodney, and yet she makes me kneel on the floor while munching on the peels! "Then, she beats me up in public and even strips me naked before forcing me to kneel and apologize! On top of that, she doesn't feed me at all!" Everyone gasps in shock before glaring at me angrily. They are all waiting for me to get sentenced to hell and back. But what Hannah refuses to bring up is that I can't let her eat any mangoes due to her severe allergy. If she were to have any, she'd go into shock immediately. I beat her up because she had the audacity to switch out the tea leaves to sheep droppings just to pull a prank on an elderly family member during her funeral. Naturally, I punished her because she actually mixed weed killer into Rodney's milk and tried to feed him with it! At the end of the day, Hannah remembers the pain she's been through, yet she completely forgets about the atrocious misdeeds that she herself has committed!

My husband's gym was celebrating its grand opening, so I grabbed my best friend and headed over under the guise of "checking the place out," armed with a $10 trial class we had snagged from a group deal. I never once mentioned that I was the owner's wife. The moment we wrapped up the workout, a female trainer slapped a price sheet into our hands and gave us a look that could cut glass. "Let me guess, you two came here to milk the freebies? Our private training sessions cost hundreds. They're not here for people like you to exploit." I let out a disbelieving laugh. "We bought a perfectly valid trial class. How does that make us freeloaders? Get your manager." She rolled her eyes, acting like she was the rules. "Call whoever you want! The owner is my boyfriend, and he can't stand penny-pinchers who show up trying to mooch off his gym." Then, right in front of us, she called him—voice raised, dramatic, dripping with fake indignation. "Babe, there are two cheapskates in your gym demanding the manager. Come deal with them for me!"