Millie X Moxie Novels & Stories

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The tall man pursed his lips and asked his partner, Maybe he didn't know English. "Miss Wisdom" "Leave the girl" The black man standing next to him shook his head and said that he was now staring at the Xavier who had got up. "Half Det Sam" "Take him too." The tall black man gritted his teeth. And as soon as he said that, the black farms were now moving towards Xavier. Xavier did not resist in any way. They were now grabbing him with both arms and dragging him away. A man was carrying the girl and was dragging Xavier right behind her. Xavier 's eyes were on the rifle hanging from his shoulders. The rifle had silencers mounted on its mouth, which did not allow the sound of fire to be heard.

she said breathless. "Yes." "No!" she said banging on the glass. "I am going to extract your soul from you and when its power is mine . . . I will be unstoppable. When your power is mine Molly Moon . . . They will never see greatness like the one I am about to achieve. Ever." "Please."

If he had also asked me to sell him my lifelong recipe, I'm not sure that I would have turned down the offer, but then again, As Milo had so crudely put it, I hadn't been laid in a while. My best friend Milossa, I am not just saying this because I am biased, is gorgeous. She has caramel hair that she cut into a straight bob, her left eye is pink, and the other is the deepest shade of blue that I had ever known existed. Naturally, she was bullied as a child for this. But, I have never seen her back away from a fight. So, I am adding that quality to her beauty. "Annabelle, let me get you laid!" She said then took a swig of her beer. "Give me your permission, and I will be your fairy fuck mothe

Lian was incredibly lucky, if they hadn't come on time, a few more minutes later and they would no longer be able to save Lian. Callum couldn't sleep. So many thoughts and questions were running through his head. He sat up from his bed and grabbed his laptop. The Moore Family was not unknown to many. Their businesses were scattered all over the country. You would think that everything about their family would be out in the open for everyone to know.

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,

"Okay.. enough of the cheesiness. It's my turn to sing." Alexis said grinning. She climbed the little stage, and played *Love me like you do, by Ellie Goulding. "You're the light, you're the night You're the colour of my blood You're the cure, you're the pain You're the only thing I wanna touch. Never knew that it could mean so much, so much. You're the fear, I don't care 'Cause I've never been so high.

a female spoke from further away. "What? Just stating the truth." the boy named Xander replied with a huff before falling silent. "What are your names, little ones?" the female asked. "I'm Chloe and my brother is Kade. We're twins." Chloe said a little louder. "I'm Kimberly, I've been here for five years. So you're witches?" she said. "Not all the way witches. Our mommy is a werewolf." Chloe spoke up from Kade's side. "Well that explains why they brought you here. They don't like us wolves." Xander spoke up again.

A guy with tattoos on his arms and green eyes says. "Shut up, Damien." A girl says. Oh, so his name is Damien. "What?! I like him." Damien says. "Who are you?" The girl with blonde hair asks us, her eyes lingering on Alex a little while longer. "Who are you?" I ask her. "Oh, Okay. I am Mia, and this is Damien and this is Vlad." She says and smiles genuinely. The guy, Vlad, has a scar on his eyebrow. I nod at him and he nods back.

"I hate to break this you, but, I think you won't be seeing your straight friend anymore after this night." I faked gasp. "Why? What have you done?" "What do you mean?" Noah smirked, grinning devilishly. "I mean, have you seen T-Jay?" "True." I smiled proudly, craning my neck in direction of the stage where Tyler Hanson, my favourite gay singer stood, singing and twisting his lean body beautifully to his own song. Tyler's striking appearance commanded attention under the spotlight. His blonde hair was styled in four intricate braids, adorned with sparkling stones that caught every glance. His fitted pink pants clung to his butt, accentuating his lean figure, while ornate chains swayed hypnot