Mills & Boon Novels & Stories

"That's more like it, isn't it?" One hand still pinned her head down while the other reached for his clothes. The instant his attention slipped, Bonnie tore free of his grip and kicked him hard. The room was too small for her to escape, so she snatched a shard of broken glass from the floor instead. She backed into a corner and pressed it to her throat. "Milo, stay back! Take one more step, and I'll show you exactly how I die!" The shard had come from the glass she had shattered earlier, and its edge was razor-sharp. She pressed the point against her throat, and blood welled almost instantly.

"No wonder the manager is so serious. With a client like that, we won’t have to worry about this year’s performance!" "Did you see Mr. Anderson? He’s so handsome! And isn’t that woman with him his rumored fiancée?" "Seems like it. She’s stunning. How do these people look even better in person than in photos?" "Money, of course." "Sigh, we’ll never understand the world of the rich." Jane vaguely heard the whispers outside. If only they knew he was a demon, would they still be so excited?

I whispered. “I’m so sorry, Mila. I wish I could come get you out of there,” I let out a deep breath, “Me too.” “So, what’s he like?” She asked. “I don’t know… I’m still trying to figure him out. He seems very controlled, if he’s uncomfortable about this situation then he’s doing a really good job hiding it.” “Girllll that is not what I’m asking,” she laughed. “Is he sexy?” I didn’t know when I let out a laugh. “Girll I don’t know, he seems alright. I’m too focused on my new reality to notice his looks.”

“I owe you dinner and anything else you want, and I don’t even know your last name.” “It’s Haywood, Milli Haywood.” She reached to shake the hand he offered, but he turned it and kissed the back of hers chivalrously. Dark-lashed, pale blue eyes shined with interest reminded her of a guy from that Arrow show Mitch watched but she couldn’t think of the actor’s name. “It is nice to meet you, Milli Haywood.” Milli’s heart fluttered, no one had ever looked at her that way after meeting Marni. “Well, I’ll go…”

And with a sudden hot expression, I took over. “This time, I’m gonna make sure that I will make us pregnant,” I groaned, biting the side of her ear and making my way inside her. She moaned with a smile and met each stroke. “You are my dream, Drew. Remember that.” She moans in sweet agony, arching for more towards me. “Beauty... darling.” As where our body joins is beautiful. Everything was excellent until I felt her coming. I thrust one more deeper inside her, making sure that a life will be made tonight. . . I love her. She’s my Beauty, and I’m her billionaire. . C.M. LOUDEN

The girl’s expression mirrored Mila’s own—sharp, observant, unyielding. The television overhead buzzed with the latest news: “Carson Corp faces a financial crisis. Rumors suggest that Madison Carson, the now heir, may soon marry Lowe Sterling, potentially securing a partnership with Sterling Inc. No official confirmation has been made.” Mila tightened her grip on the chopsticks, her eyes betraying the coldness she felt inside. Five years had passed, and though the mall around her was more prosperous, it was still Lowe's world.

Phoebe, having finally caught her breath, inched closer and whispered in Mila's ear, "Mila, are you in love with him or what? He's Nathan Morrison from the Norvanian military and a Defense General." Mila exhaled softly. Masking her real feelings, she denied, "I don't love him." "That's good to hear. You almost gave me a scare." Phoebe patted herself on the chest. "What would we do if you fell for him?" "Let's go." Mila marched away with tears in her eyes. … A car cruised down the wide street. Summer had begun, but the interior of the car felt cold. A tense air hung in the enclosed space.

“And if you really have a problem with it, darling, you can always take me to court. You can sue me. Let’s see if a judge takes your side or your wife's side.” Then she lowered her voice and teased him. “Go ahead. Tell your little mistress that using your card is shameful. I dare you.” Zion opened his mouth to argue, but he was so shocked he couldn't get the words out. Mina didn't care. She ignored him and started walking to her room with all her new "treasures." As she passed Jade, she gave her a playful wink just to make her mad. Zion watched her go and wondered if marrying her was a huge mistake.

His entrance to the delights of her body was quick, and although not painful, there was a sharp feeling at first. Millie always wondered how it would feel. She had read the usual agony aunt letters, but all they said was that if your lover were gentle it wouldn't hurt and you would soon forget about any pain in the passion of loving him. She'd never been wildly convinced of that! Mostly as all the romantic novels made out that the heroine would be tight in that particular place, and this would give enormous amounts of pleasure to the man. She would reserve judgment and see what happened next. But, she was well prepared by her men, and as she had read in one romantic novel, she was ripe and r

Everyone turned when Millie entered last—composed and regal, wearing a tailored white suit and striking red lipstick. Michelle felt Raymond tense beside her. Then Millie smiled—a calm, eerie smile—and raised her left hand. A diamond glittered on her ring finger. "Everyone," she said smoothly, her voice sweet but mocking, "I'd like you to meet my fiancé...She stepped aside. Dante Black entered. Tall, imposing, and exuding a charismatic, devilish charm. Raymond’s expression darkened, and Michelle let out a soft gasp. He was devilishly handsome. Millie’s smile widened. We’re engaged. A heavy silence filled the room. Raymond stood still. Michelle watched Millie, dread growing in her heart. And t