Millie Helluva Novels & Stories

Filthy skin, clothes torn to shreds—they looked like strays that'd been dragged off the street. Peggy spotted me first. She lunged at the bars like a rabid dog. If she wasn't locked up, she probably would've gone for my throat. I smiled. "How does it feel? Regret anything yet?" She shot daggers at me. "Why's your life so perfect, Cecilia? You ditched Steven and bagged Xander Zane?" "Because I never betrayed anyone," I said. "But don't get it twisted. I'm not here to forgive. You killed my baby. You're gonna pay."

"What the hell is leaf boy and is she calling me that? she must be insane, such a beauty to be insane. who are you and what are you doing in my house naked I asked her again and she ignored me and tried touching me again and I moved back. "Who sent you here to seduce me you S**t" I said and she frowned. "why are you still calling me s**t again? you keep calling me s**t all the time, I have told you that my name is Melissa and not s**t, Perhaps I might look like your s**t girl but I am not her" she said and I find myself chuckling. "Are you insane? I asked her and she glared at me getting angry "I just told you now that I am not your insane and your s**t that my name is Melissa; can't you hea

He had memorized her dreams, even walking those paths alone before she did. When she turned to the final page, she found two lines written in Jude's handwriting. "You mustn't meet someone too dazzling when you're young. Otherwise, everyone else will feel like settling. "And I refuse to settle." Callista felt her heart pound violently. "And this one," Harriet said, handing her another notebook. The title on the cover left Callista utterly stunned. "Operation: Win Her Back."

My Millie. He has her.

"Welcome to the Hell, Ella" This is when a lone tear escaped my eye.

’’ She throws out the banana peel and hurries off. While I am drinking my coffee, Millie comes back. Looking radiant in a yellow sundress that clings to her body and I notice that she isn’t wearing a bra. ‘’Are you ready to go?’’ She nods.

“Now, I’m Millie. Oh, drat. I already said that.” “It’s okay. I’m Elle.” Millie beamed at her. “I know. You’re Drake and Gomez’s. Which is freaking awesome! Spike now owes me fifty bucks, which I’m going to spend at that new Little store in town. They have the best dinosaur stuff.” It surprised Elle that she was so open about being a Little. Then again, maybe it shouldn’t. Millie seemed very secure in who she was. And why wouldn’t she be when she was absolutely rocking it?

stomach cries out begging her to eat something. "What us wrong with you" millie says out of nowhere "you're gonna stave yourself just cause you're mad?" "I am, I am VERY MAD. I'm so mad I'm hearing voices in my head" she pulls her hair. "You know other people would've accepted me by now, but no....." she stretches the no "you just have to be so fucking slow" "I can't trust you" "I'm YOU, who the fuck else are you gonna trust if you can't trust yourself" millie argues "I just want what's best for you, what's best for us"

llelujah! Dum! dum! Hallelujah!... Dum! Hallelujah!... Dum! Halle-lu-jaaaaah!!!! "Clover!! Come on you gotta stop zoning out with that creepy smile on your face" Millicent pulled my arms down from their hallelujah pose. I snapped out of my imagination and looked forward at the variety of goodies.

Crossing her hands on her chest, Millie groaned, “Carmen come on, you handled that lunatic boss at the PR firm for two years without murdering him. You’re practically a saint.” “That’s simply because he doesn’t have the body of an Olympic god and an ego which equates to the size of Texas,” I counter. “So you're finally admitting Maddox has the body of an Olympic god.” She grinned, nudging my side but I kept a straight face. “That’s not the point.” Feigning not to understand the point I was trying to make, Millie intertwined her hand with mine. “Here’s the deal, if you apply and get called in for an interview, you owe me…” She darted her eyes around, clearly searching for the most outrageous