Millie Helluva Novels & Stories

Millie then attacked me with winged liner and red lipstick, declaring me her new hair bestie, and invited me for drinks. “We need to sort this out.” Millie leans over, pulling up the baggy-sleeved T-shirt I put on this morning. “I’m going through a restyle. This is my comfy phase.” “Oh. Men want class and something left to the imagination nowadays.” Millie sips her mojito and gazes at me wisely. “You have so much potential, a whole other class of sexy. I mean, have you looked at that hot girl in the mirror today? You’re truly stunning” Millie is another class of sexy, and I haven’t stopped staring at her since the walk over here. I may not have any attraction to women, but I can appreciate t

She picked two bars of white chocolate, her favorite, from a roadside vendor, deciding these would cool her down for interfering with her siesta. Millie had stood by the door to Little Norah’s room, evident to the grunts and pleasure moans coming from inside. At first, it was anger at having been taken for such a fool by her girlfriend. She kicked the door open and froze at the sight right in front of her eyes. Wide eyed, Millie watched unbelieving, blinking, and unblinking as her world shattered right before her eyes. ***

she asked looking deeply at Sona, “ _ ” “ A.. I'm Sona, Mr. Goenka's new assistant, aww... Your puppy is so cute, what's its name? ” She tried to impress Millie while praising her pet, but the expression on Millie's face didn't change, she replied “ Sona.. ” “ Mm..? ” She looked at her with dumbfounded eyes, while Millie smiled, “ I'm kidding, of course, my puppy won't have such a tacky name, her name is Sweetie, ”

Sarah’s evil twin, Miley Campbell, is pointing at us and laughing behind a kiosk near the store’s entrance. “Pussy,” Cas says, disgusted. I can tell she wants her to come over and say just what she’s laughing at, but I don’t want us to get thrown out. “Just forget her. Let’s find LeAnn and Soph.” Miley’s not biologically Sarah’s twin, but they are both evil bitches, so if the shoe fits… When Sarah and I had our falling out, she turned to Miley for companionship. Little did we all know, Miley would turn Sarah into a hateful, scheming cunt. I tried to make up with her, but her new “friend” got her to turn against her old ones…

IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE: This is the only authors note this book will have, so please read it. Hell Of A Marriage, although a spinoff from Little Nerdy Nightmare is a stand-alone book. *PEOPLE TO KNOW BEFORE READING.* Taylor Snowfall: The woman Keenan loves who is in love with his best friend. Although her presence doesn’t appear much displayed in this book. Phoebe Cates Snowfall: She was Keenan’s first love interest, but she was Rory’s kid sister, and he told Keenan to end the relationship.

“Wоuld that mаkе уоu hоt bаbу? Or would уоu juѕt ѕtаnd thеrе wаtсhіng your brоthеr fuсkіng me and jack оff?” Caldwell slapped the ѕоft ѕuеdе ѕtrаndѕ оf the fetish whір across hеr lоwеr bеllу juѕt enough tо set Mіllіе’ѕ already hеаtеd passions aflame. “Mаѕtеr!” Millie shrieked. “Plеаѕе Mаѕtеr, fuсk mе!”

"What are you doing?" Winnie was caught off guard, nearly dropping a jewelry box. She gave a flustered laugh, "Seb, you're back. I see the family is short on funds, so I was thinking of selling these unused items to get some cash..." Sebastian walked over and snatched the jewelry box from her hand. Inside lay a pearl necklace—Nicola's favorite. "This belongs to Nicola." "But Nicola has already..." Winnie bit her lip. "Get out." Sebastian's voice was calm.

Chapter 2 Ripley Harley My face disappears in front of me as I hold the plastic card between my index finger and thumb. Hot plastic drips into the metal garbage can, the last part of my previous life melting into a pool at the bottom. My new ID, social security card, and birth certificate sit in the middle of the dilapidated press board table. The motel I’m calling home for the foreseeable future smells like feet and cigarettes and the noise from I-95 makes the single pane barred windows shudder with every car that passes, but it’s better than where I was. A mask of red hair dye sits on top of my head and the mixture makes my scalp itch and I try my best not to scratch it. I don’t need the f

"Birds of a feather really do flock together." "What a bunch of trash." Luca was the first to snap. He lunged forward, grabbing Marco by the collar. "Did you do this?! Was this you?!" "No," I said, stepping forward. I spoke in pure, sharp Sicilian, a cold smile playing on my lips. Luca froze like a deer in headlights. "This was Angelina’s surprise. So, Luca... was it thrilling enough for you?"