Millie Fnaf Novels & Stories

“I know right. A vegetarian and the wolf… who would think it? She giggled. “You know, as well as a veggie, I am also a veterinary nurse, so at least I know where to stick the thermometer when you are sick.” She threw back her head and let out a loud, fulfilled laugh. #### ~MILLIE~ I had laughed so much that my face hurt. If I wasn’t eating, I was talking, and if I wasn’t talking, I was eating. I was stuffed yet this had been the best food I had eaten in a long time… No disrespect to Megan’s cooking. I couldn’t quite believe how funny Aiden was and how much we actually clicked. Like, we really clicked. But it was still too soon for me to take whatever ‘this’ was, any further. He wasn’t a huma

Amy and sandy froze at their spot as they heard the voice. It was none other than malizas. She was with her sister annie, who was obediently following her. They turned to face them, who was smirking at them already. " Well, well... Look who is here. Isn't she our the great amy." Maliza mockingly said. Her glaring eyes were fixed at amy showing ridicule upon her eyes. Amy didn't say anything, but she didn't look well. She was not expecting her to show infront of her anyway.

“She is special!” Millie looked at me and I could see the confusion on her face. I crouched beside her. “Don’t be afraid.” “I’m not.” She looked at the tiny creatures again. “They’re cute.” One of them gasped dramatically. “Cute!” Another covered its mouth. “She called us cute!” Suddenly, all of them began flying around us. Some danced through the flowers and others spun around Millie. A few began singing in tiny, high-pitched voices.

“I’m just feeling warm. Must be that pill Nina gave me. I think I’m having some kind of reaction.” Ethan’s expression hardened as he moved closer. “What pill?” “She said it was some herbal cocktail to help me relax,” Millie replied, fidgeting with her hands. Ethan’s brow furrowed. “And are you feeling relaxed right now?” Millie gave a faint smile and shook her head. “I don’t know. I feel… weird. Like I’m...” Her voice trailed off as her gaze shifted to Ethan. Her cheeks flushed deeper, and she bit her lower lip, her breathing quickening slightly.

Gracie said as Willow looked like she wanted to snap at Milli. “Sorry, I didn’t know. The only bears I know are the guys in the fursuits outside the Build-A-Bear shop or the ones that come for Furries Conventions. Will Lloyd be okay, I mean, if he finds it?” Milli suddenly felt very afraid for Lloyd riding out by himself. She picked up the phone on the first ring out of habit, “Hello?” “I-s Camille.” The signal was terrible. “It’s Milli. I can’t hear you, Camille.” Milli held out her hand when both girls looked like they wanted to talk.

This girl is Millie, and she is Adrian’s only daughter. Long wavy dark brown hair, matching chocolate-colored eyes, and a cute round face. Surprisingly, Millie did not resemble Adrian at all. She must take after her mother. Of course, I didn’t know what Adrian’s ex-wife looked like and I didn’t know anything about her either. Adrian didn’t tell me anything about her and I didn’t dare to ask. As always, Millie was dressed like a little princess and was carrying her favorite pastel pink rabbit plush toy. She was a really cute little girl and a smart one too. --To be continued…

Damn. Deep in thoughts and not paying attention to my surroundings, I bump into something. Hard. To my surprise however, the object I bumped into speaks up. “Ouch! Watch where y… Oh my god, Athena!”. The voice rings in my ears like a melody, a soothing balm to my soul. I would recognize that voice anywhere, belonging to my best friend Millie. What I don’t understand however, is what she is doing here, in blood moon? In my school. All packs have their own schools, so Millie doesn’t attend mine. Before I can ask however, she seems to notice my appearance and smell.

One of them ran into a wall. Everywhere she went, work came to a standstill. She was none other than Millie. Millie was five feet seven inches tall, with long hair draped over her shoulders. She didn’t have any makeup on, but she still looked her best—because no makeup in the world was good enough for her. Millie knocked on the door before making her way into the general manager's office. Frederick was immediately stunned.

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,

Millie. She stood near a flower stall, her hair in a messy bun with sunglasses on her head. She wore a simple white dress and sandals. She was laughing at something the elderly vendor said, with colorful flowers in her arms. For a moment, Damian watched her. Not as Michelle's sister. Not as part of a complicated family. Just... her. Millie turned, her eyes widening when she saw him. She paused, almost dropping the flowers.