Millie From A Different World Novels & Stories

Let me in He tilts his hand and moves aside, "Maybe I enter and find Emilia in the leaving room. She's eating popcorn, her eyes glued to the television, lying on the sofa "Hey, blonde," I sit on her legs. "What are you watching "Ouch!" she shrieks. "That hurts! You have to understand my legs can't take your fifty-five kg weighed butt." She glances at the cloc "Actually, it's fifty-two "Anyway, it was fast. Did you run from home

I was still a fugitive, a maid who ran from the palace. “I can’t come. I have something planned.” Zane glanced at me with questioning eyes but still nodded in agreement. “We can’t make it. we are going to visit our friend at the capital.” Why didn’t I think of that. Melinda. We could visit her, but I would have to be in disguise. I was never setting foot in the capital as myself.

“Sorry. I’m not great at becoming a goddess.” Her expression changes, serious again. “I will offer you a choice." My body tenses instinctively. "A choice?" “You may return,” she says. “To your life. Your body. Your timeline.” My breath catches. Return? Is that even fucking possible? "Yes," she answers. Yup, you can read my mind. God she heard it too, but isn't she the Goddess? "Clara," her voice cuts. “If you fail again… if peace is not achieved through you…”

Chloe gasped, the air leaving her lungs in a wheezing sob, her face turning a terrifying shade of gray. ​"Stop it! Please!" Vivienne was sobbing now, her body thrashing against the guard holding her. "I’ll do anything! I’ll marry you today! Just let her go!" ​Julian walked over to Chloe, who was slumped against the wall, Miller still holding her up by her hair. Julian leaned in close, his voice a whisper that Vivienne could still hear over her own screams. ​"You’re a nobody, Chloe. You’re a gym rat from the wrong side of the tracks. If you ever speak to her again—if you even breathe in her direction—I won't send Miller. I’ll send a cleanup crew. Do you understand?"

ELIZABETH: I put the keys into the lock of the door as I let myself into the house. As usual, mum wasn't back yet from work. I sighed as I closed the door behind me, then I handed my hoodie back on the cloth rack behind the door. I removed my white canvas and dropped my bag on the couch before walking bare footed into the kitchen. I poured myself a glass of water and fixed the glass to my lips while I microwaved the left over lasagna from last night. I sat at the kitchen counter waiting patiently for the microwave beeping sound when my phone rang. I picked it up to check the caller ID only to see my mum calling. Why?

Heith’s jaw dropped before he laughed, “This little tiny thing saved you? How? Were you carjacked by gnomes?” Milli’s jade eyes flashed bright green as she marched up to Heith. “I’ll have you know I may be small, but I am perfectly capable of stopping someone from killing someone else. I pepper sprayed those guys before they could kill Edgar, and I am not afraid to take a baseball bat to you either, too tall Texan.” Heith looked shocked as Edgar chuckled then groaned from the bed. “Don’t mess with her, Texan.” Heith nodded, “Beggin’ your pardon, Miss Milli. I meant no offense; you just aren’t what I was expecting.” His smile was swoon-worthy and Milli wondered how her sister would react to t

"The star insect you defeated earlier was the Glazed Kingdom's general, Dipper. I'm General Nefarious Moon of the Sky Demon Empire, Millie." At this moment, Millie's transparency disappeared, and her entire body became solid. She remained completely unclothed, with everything visible, stunning everyone present. "Do I look good?" She turned around, fully displaying herself. "Just gorgeous." Brutus was practically drooling. So was Norm beside him. Only then did Theo notice and cover Norm's eyes with his hand. Walter, having seen countless beauties, was not particularly affected and merely squinted his eyes. Willow and Helena found it rather baffling. Was she trying to seduce them?

“Resident menace. Semi-professional morale support. I also juggle if the room gets tense.” “Do not juggle,” the same scarred guard said, appearing behind him like the stern footnote to Milo’s chaos. Angles and scars, eyes the color of wolf fur before snow. Broad, steady. Guard, not king. “Jarek.” He didn’t tap his chest. He didn’t need to. “Outer guard.” “Zoey,” I offered, lifting a hand. “Human. Recent storm enthusiast.” “Human,” Milo repeated brightly, like a tour guide checking me off a list. “We don’t get many. Well—any.”

"Mrs. Crowe, are you sure you want me to cancel your flight ticket for moving abroad with Mr. Crowe in a week?" Milena Brooks' voice came through the phone, sounding confused. She was Asher Crowe's assistant. Gwyneth Payne stood on the balcony. She glanced at the withered trees below and made her decision. "Yes. Book me a flight to my parents' place for the same day and get Liana a flight overseas for that day, too. I'll see them off to settle down overseas in a week, then head back to my parents' place."

“Something… or someone… is out there.” Clara swallowed hard. She recognized the feeling immediately—the same energy from last night. Her heartbeat quickened. The villains were here. Somehow, they had followed her into this strange, bright world. Mike stood and moved closer to her. “Clara, whatever this is… we need to be careful. I don’t know what it is yet, but I can feel it too. You’re not alone. And we’ll figure it out.” Clara nodded, gripping the pendant. “I… I don’t know if I’m ready.”