Millennium Novels Novels & Stories

"Once upon a time, there was a wealthy merchant who was not only blessed with riches and fortune but also with twelve children." Miss Yumi flipped to the beginning of the storybook showing six dashing men with muscly, chiseled features that reminded Cathedra of the ancient sculptures of Greek gods she often sees in books. Beside them were five beautiful ladies, clad in gorgeous dresses and excessive jewelry. In contrast to the five extravagant women in the picture, there was one beside them who was dressed in a plain and simple dressed, standing meekly beside her sisters. However, compared to the other five, with their flashy, attention-grabbing garments, sparkling jewelry, and make-up caked

One year later The bi-annual matchmaker’s party was in full swing as the newest members of the club mingled about with the olders ones. Most were interns looking for mentorship oppurtunities, and some had just broken into the world of the elite looking for guidance. There were also some wedding planners roaming about, getting their exposure and making connections. The Billionaire’s Matchmaking Club was an instant success, more so than Hugo and I had ever anticipated. The two of us stood at the balcony of the HQ’s mansion, looking down into the garden with rose champagne in our hands.

The elevator ride to the top floor felt too slow. Lila’s heels clicked nervously on the polished marble. Her fingers clutched the leather folder in her arms like it was armor. Her resume was perfect. Her GPA flawless. Her recommendations glowing. But nothing prepared her for him. Julian Cross. CEO of Cross & Vale. Billionaire. Forty-two. Built an empire from dust and ruthlessness. Every article called him a genius. Every whispered office rumor called him cold. Calculating. Intimidating. Impossible to work under.

Their titles are; "Mr. Billionaire wants me Back" Which will be in both a mobo reader and a good novel And "His perfect Dare". Which will be available exclusively at a good novel. Thanks so much, for all the love. Please keep reading, liking, voting, and commenting but please only positive comments, not violent comments.

PENELOPE The night before had been nothing short of chaotic—but in the best way possible. After securing the White House contract and getting the invite to cater for the First Lady’s book club, Jess and I had shut down the bakery hours earlier than usual. We locked the doors, cranked up the music, and danced around like lunatics, screaming in excitement. “This is it, Penny!” Jess had shouted over the music, twirling in circles. “We’re going big time, baby! White House, high society events, next thing you know, we’ll be making cakes for royal weddings.”

“Your lifebond year has come again, Lucien. It’s your duty to fulfill your rites before the year’s end.” “A hundred years, like clockwork”, Anselm added. “Yet somehow, when it’s your turn we all flinch.” Lucien folded his hands. “Because you fear what you don’t understand.” “No”, Lady Isolde spoke up sharply. “We fear what you refuse to control. The lifebond is merely transactional.” Raoul leaned forward. “A century ago, you crossed the line with your lifebond. You took her ailing daughter, turned her and raised her. You gave her access to classified records. She now walks our halls with your seal.”

I really didn't get what she meant by her last statement until she ordered Raven to check my account balance and remove whatever was inside before I went. "But is that really necessary grandmother? You know how impoverished he is so I bet he will have any money in his account". Raven suggested, advising aunt not to go into that since they may not find anything in my account. "Even though the money won't be much or won't be up to $100 but I want his account to be Empty! I want Him to walk out of here with no single penny in his account even though it was one dollar". Aunt spoke out with so much hatred in her eyes for me. "How could a commoner moron even have $100 in their grandmother's accoun

she hissed. Camila chuckled lightly and earned a glare from Joan “Oh please, it’s too funny to let it pass without laughing,” she shook her head then stopped laughing and gave a serious look “It is an inviting offer but weird, what if you were some serial killer who kills rich handsome men for a living?” Joan looked at her in disbelief and shook her head at her assumptions. “What exactly are you reading that is giving you these ideas?” “It’s a crime documentary darling, and it gives you a sense of security somehow” she shrugged.

The first novel I read was by Louisa May Alcott; Little Woman, and then moved on to other feminist novels such as Handmaid's Tale and Pride and Prejudice—the book I'm holding right now. Well, I shouldn't be going around the library looking for a novel I like because what I'm supposed to be doing is taking care of a crazy bastard named Rhysand del Millero, who's on the phone. But I don't want to do that. I'd rather buy time with the books in front of me until the helicopter he's waiting for comes over to the bullshit he started. Damn, I hate this situation. I hate being stuck with a domineering, powerful man who loves to be heard more than to hear, and hates that I can't do anything.

he growled as he left the room, slamming the door close, heading towards the direction of the attic and the library. Meanwhile, I sat down down on a swirl chair in the mini library that housed not less than one hundred books, getting sleepy over the interesting novel I was reading when I heard Armani practically screaming my name as he approached the library. The novel was all about a young mistress in search of her missing master with the hope of a happy reunion when she finally sees him.The story was set to medivial times of old, the year seventeenth hundredths to be precise. The novel was the first thing that caught my attention when I stepped into the library. It had a fantastic silver c