Mills & Boon Novels & Stories

May’s POV The Bells corporation was holding a gala to celebrate their latest product launch. The gala was a storm of perfume and politics. Silks brushed past diamonds, and champagne flowed like money never ran dry. But my chest had never felt tighter. Because evil doesn’t always show up in a mask. Sometimes, it wears a tuxedo. And walks with a drink in hand. Adrian Vale appeared beneath the chandeliers like he never vanished. Smiling. Bowing. Toasting board members who had once sworn he was “long gone.” He was older—yes—but not diminished. Just… sharper. Like a knife honed in silence.

Elara was keenly aware of the wedding ring on her finger, a symbol of the vow she had recently taken. As they neared his mansion, the reality of her new life began to sink in. She was now Mrs. Damian Blackwood, the billionaire’s reluctant bride, tied to him in a marriage of convenience that neither of them truly wanted. But as much as she resented the circumstances that had brought them to this point, she couldn’t ignore the growing curiosity about the man she had just married.

It’s a bit of a dream company, they sell millions of jewels every day in a hundred countries. Finally, we go to a bar, we know that we will find one in Los Angeles. When we finally find a pub open, Estelle parked nearby and we go forward! We almost run to the pub; the security guard is cool. We get in without problems and go straight to the counter. The waiter comes quickly to us, we order shots of vodka to start the evening in our own style way. It’s the only hard liquor I drink, would turn to beer afterward. Mia doesn’t drink, she’s the one who takes us home, we don’t want an accident. When we have finished the fifth shot, we are on the track and we start dancing. Estelle stays with me; sh

I leaned forward, resting my elbows on the table, my gaze locked on hers. “I’ll give you romance,” I said, my voice low and deliberate. “I’ll sweep you off your feet, take you to the most beautiful places in the world, spoil you with everything you’ve ever wanted. But you have to be careful what you wish for. Romance comes with a price.” Millie’s eyes widened slightly, her breath catching for just a second before she recovered, her playful smirk returning. “Oh, please,” she said, waving me off. “You couldn’t sweep me off my feet if you tried.”

—there were a few things I'd like to say to the asshole! Settling my butt more firmly onto the seat, I wrapped my arms around Rook's trim waist, and questioned, "What are we waiting on?" ~~ A few minutes later, Rook was maneuvering the bike through the streets, and I couldn't help but let Mother Nature soothe me. The wind blew silken caresses against my skin, whispering its love song within the fragrances it carried upon its breath, and I allowed myself to relax a little for the first time in a long time. The last four years had been rough, and I'd missed the few members of my old family I'd become close with, and I missed Dillon. I'd had no alternative though, but to realize there was no go

"You know I can track down your location with one phone call. It would cost me nothing to put you in your place, but I don't want my brother to get hurt. Make sure you stay hidden forever, if my brother finds you, I'll expose everything to him. And the next time you call me on the phone to threaten me again. I'll make sure to remind you that I'm a Mills. And I assure you that you won't like it." "Do not think you've won Hailey Mills. No one dares me and go scot-free," Zara ranted, but Hailey has already hung up. *************************** Rosaline left her room that morning with a straight face. Yesterday's events were still fresh on her mind. She hoped not to run into Frederick or Yvonne.

Always Mila. Mirabella’s moans grew louder, her nails biting into my skin as she neared her climax. Her tight walls clenched around me, dragging me over the edge with her, but the release was hollow, a fleeting moment of physical satisfaction that did nothing to quell the storm inside me. I slumped against the car door, breathless and unsatisfied, the cramped space of the Hennessey Venom GT adding to my discomfort. The sleek, luxurious car wasn’t designed for this, but I hadn’t been able to wait. I’d needed to bury myself in someone, anyone, to try and exorcize the hold Mila had over me.

"So you've been cheating on me all this while? " "All while I was working my ass off while you stay at home doing nothing, you've been letting another man screw you?! " "Killian, it's not true " Killian immediately grabbed Mila's hair and dragged her up from the ground. Mila cried in pain, her scalp burning. "Killian please stop, you're hurting me " "After everything I did for you, Melina. How can you do this to me? How can you have another man's bastard growing inside you?! " Mila was shoved violently but luckily she landed on the bed with her stomach, her eyes shut close in scare.

the shop assistant inquired. Alice hesitated for a moment before responding, " I want. " "I want this dress." Alice's words lingered as someone else suddenly snatched the dress. Stunned, Alice turned to confront the rude woman, her eyes widening nervously upon seeing Milla standing before her. It was the first time Alice had seen Milla up close, and she couldn't deny Milla's stunning beauty. Dressed in a bodycon short sleeveless dress, Milla's perfect body accentuated her dazzling appearance.

By noon his desk looked like a paper explosion and he had gone through half a pack of cigarettes he was definitely not supposed to have. At 12:34 he put down his pen. "Mireille," he said. My name. He never used my name. "If what you're telling me is accurate — and I am already finding enough to suggest it is — then Damon Kessler is not a man who fell in love with you." He stopped. Chose his next words. "He is a man who identified you as an acquisition target." I didn't flinch. I had already lived through understanding that. The flinching was done.