Millie X Moxxie Novels & Stories

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

said a rather tall and extremely pretty girl as she looked at Mila coldly. “It’s none of your business, Hallie! Quit being so nosy!” snapped Molly as she spoke on Mila’s behalf. Hallie was from Modow and her results were slightly lower than Mila’s. Since both the entertainment and specialist departments had joined this time around to compete, both she and Mila were competitors. After all, they would only send their best intern to join the entertainment department.

He got up and I heard him in the kitchen and smiled at the ceiling and thought about how completely ordinary this felt and how that was the most extraordinary thing of all. Max called at nine. “Ryan Cole deleted his social media teasers,” he said immediately. “I know,” I said. “City Arts piece has been shared forty thousand times,” he said. “I know that too.” “Selina is apparently telling everyone she knew this would happen,” he said. “She did know,” I said honestly. “Sophie cried again,” he said. “Strong emotions silently?” I asked. “Loudly this time,” he said. “She’s getting bolder about it.”

Ten minutes later, they both came out of the room dressed in more simple clothes. "Oh Ma Fucking God. Babe you're really going viral!" Molly shouted as she showed Celine the screen of her phone. The video of the scene earlier had gone so viral that a fan page and even groups had already been created for her. "Fuck! I'm sure you're already known by the whole of New York right now" Molly gushed happily and Celine only rolled her eyes as slumped into the couch. "Fuck! I'm so fucking screwed right now. What the heck have I gotten myself into?" She muttered under her breath.

She repeated the process for another minute, until Aaron whispered in her ears again, "Now run your finger up and down your pu$$y, between your pu$$y walls." Alexia did as her brother said, running her finger in-between her pu$$y wall, "Increase your pace." Aaron instructs. Alexia increase her pace, going faster than before, her chest heaving up and down. "Oh godddddd." She moaned, she hurriedly covers her mouth in shock, realizing what she just did. Her parents that's solely focused on the movie took away their eyes from the movie to stare at her. "Did you just moan, Alexia." Her mum asked, staring at her surprised.

POV Millie I'm sitting on the black leather couch in the living room with my phone in my hands browsing through A****n when the front door flies open revealing a very frantic X. He rushes past me in a hurry not even looking at me as he does so. I’m perked up on the couch wondering what just happened to him while he was gone for that half hour. “X?” I call out to him. “What?” He says from somewhere in the house. “What’s wrong?” I ask genuinely concerned. “Nothing. I have to shower and go to the club.” He says sounding occupied. “Do you want me to come with you?” I ask even though it’s the last thing I want to do. “NO!” He says sternly. What is his deal? What an ass. He co

"I will in a moment, first of all, I have a surprise for you. So put the iPad down on the bed, so you can't see for a minute, I'll tell you when you can look. Gabriel and Nick looked at each other and then put the device screen down on the bed. Millie jumped out of bed and placed her iPad on the bedside table. She took the hem of her stripey night-shirt and pulled it over her head, turning she checked her appearance in the full-length mirror. Millie laughed as she looked at her outfit. The shiny black PVC corset baring her breasts, her nipples pebbled in the cooler air, feeling instantly tight. She shivered with pleasure causing her breasts to jiggle. The corset ended at her hips, with suspe

Moore asked, prepared to act. "No. That's exactly what he wants. Cause a scene in the middle of Emma's party, where he knows my family isn't welcome." Millie grunted, "Let's just move out of his way and keep him at a safe distance. But you're allowed to break his nose if he tries anything." she shrugged, knowing that Austin probably wouldn't pass up this opportunity to be humiliated.

He groans into my mouth. We break apart breathing hard. Bella stirs. Murmurs something incoherent. We freeze. She doesn’t wake. Victor’s eyes flick to her, then back to me. “Later,” he says. Voice low. Rough. I nod. We move as one—silent, practiced. I scoop her up. She nestles against my chest without waking, face tucked into my neck. Victor grabs the go-bags—two black duffels packed with cash, weapons, fake passports, her prenatal vitamins (he insisted on packing those himself).

Maxton replied. At twenty-three, Maxton carried a secret—an ability to share people’s emotions and glimpse into their memories. A year ago, during his birthday celebration, he had collapsed . Three months in a coma, and when he woke, he wasn’t the same. No doctor could explain what had happened. But Maxton knew. He could feel the emotions of others as if they were his own.