Miltonian Milton Novels & Stories

That was a common occurrence when people found themselves alone with Eddie. "Elsie, you should go back to your compartment. Eddie just walked past, and he didn't look pleased." An older man patted my forearm; that was Milton. He was one of the few males who didn't look me up and down like a piece of meat when he spoke to me. Milton always seemed to have my best interest at heart. "You hurry on back, Milton." I smiled as I squeezed his hand. Milton nodded and wheezed sharply. "I think my hooch is calling my name."

Milton, of course, did not believe, "Just because of you?" Zoey raised an eyebrow, "Otherwise, you can give it a try, since I have already saved the people I wanted to save." Milton and Tyler glanced at the fallen people, they seemed paralyzed. Milton gritted his teeth and said, "Then go save my son now, along with these people." Zoey's lips curled up, "You better put away the idea of killing me until I revive your son and these people." Milton thought exactly like this. After his thoughts were exposed, he was very dissatisfied, but now he is just a sheep to be slaughtered.

He added before he let out a sigh. So, that sweet old lady who loved the color pink and who always shared a piece of pie with her husband over the sink is a deadly woman? That was hard to believe. I remembered how Dalinda and Milton told me about how they met and that one of them was the wild one, while the other was the tamer. I obviously thought that Milton was the wild one, and sweet Dalinda was the tamer. I guess I was wrong. "What about Milton?" I signed. "He was the son of a chef who worked in the Smith's mansion. When Dalinda came to live here, he was running after his father, trying to learn everything about the kitchen. They met there, and the rest is history." Cane replied before h

Eliot just flopped down on the couch, all casual: "Master Milton, do you even know how much you embarrassed me today? You're from the Fisher family, sure, you've got some skills, but get this straight—you made it in Chicago this fast because of who? Because of us, the Hayes family!" Clang!

she said in a tone that said 'what the hell'. "What? Come on, this is priceless and funny on top of that." "Jane?" she spluttered, needing to what he was doing. "My brother-in-law happens to like Janes." "Okay, but that still doesn't explain why you have a blow-up doll?" Before she could think the situation could get any weirder, Milton began to speak again. "I got it for him and named it Jane because I can’t call her Jane Doe, right? That just makes her sound like a victim of crime. My sister-in-law might be a mystery but she deserves all the respect in the world." Milton looked so proud of his reasoning.

He was sure that Trevon had some serious backup, and that he knew his background inside and out. Milton was up against the wall, and he had no choice but to give in. Trevon had handled Qasim, the thorn in his side, and… Well, some things were better left unsaid. Milton was quick to apologize. "I've spoiled my wife rotten. She got a little carried away. Please, Mrs. Gibson, don't take it to heart. I'll take three drinks as my penalty." With that, he downed three glasses of wine with a grin.

“But did you know that Arthur’s middle name is Theodor? It’s hardly mentioned anywhere, but I sniffed out one article where his full name was used. And from there, I searched for his email IDs with that name” “You found something.” It was more of statement than a question. “I don’t know exactly what I found Julian, but the bankruptcy of Milton Incorporated . . . wasn’t normal. He was giving instructions to someone to rob the Miltons which I could pretty much figure out because he sent short—but clear—instructions. And then there was a sudden booking of a flight to Australia and renting of an apartment under the name of Brandon Tucker. I checked out all of Milton Incorporated’s previous emplo

Charlotte Hayes’ POV My mind was racing with questions. But I can't be afraid in front of this man. "Who knows?" I said, still smiling. I chuckled, causing Luca to smile slightly. He looked at me for a split second before bowing and said elegantly, "Well then. Milady, follow me." We were walking down the spacious hallways, greeted by various paintings as we passed.

“Milton was a child when your mother saved us. She told me to watch over him and make sure he became Alpha of his pack.” I was confused. “Why are you telling me this now?” I asked Adam. “Because I need you to understand how important he is to me. I can not be a reason for Milton to lose his happiness.” “Happiness?” “Yes,” Adam smiled. “Milton is in love with you. He's a stubborn man, and struggles to tell himself the truth or admit his feelings. But he loves you.” I was stunned for a moment. I knew he had feelings for me, but he never said anything. He always bottled up his emotions and acted like saying what he felt would be the end of him.

she chuckles. Mr Milton couldn't help but laugh, " claiming me? Over who? Don't remember you ever having a contestant " he points out. Mrs Milton pressed her lips into a thin line, " It isn't hard for those grannies to try to hit on my man... Not while you are looking this sexy, muscular and handsome in your forties " she grumbled. Mr Milton makes her look up at him, " I've told you this and I will keep telling you, you will always be the woman for me because I love you and you alone " he said.