Mina Miss Novels & Stories

A few seconds later, the girl from Unit 602, Demi, replied in the group chat: [It's mine!! My limited-edition Dior makeup set! It cost $200! I was literally about to go downstairs and grab it! How is it gone already?!] The chat instantly blew up again. [Another package missing??] [@management are you guys seriously not doing anything about this?] [Who keeps stealing people's stuff?] I messaged Demi privately and got straight to it.

"Did she say anything else?" Fiona handed him a piece of paper with an address. "She mentioned a surprise waiting for you here." Emmett quickly changed into the suit and raced to the address on the note. At the riverbank, all he found were flying machines and staff members who seemed to be waiting for something. There was no sign of Josephine. She must be running late. After a while, impatience got the better of him, and he approached someone to ask. The staff member ignored him, instead initiating the flying machines' performance.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

James Mia Donovan, the naive girl from the small town of Mystic Spring, with a contagious smile and sexy body, was a hot mess. Her long dark hair rested luxuriously over his naked skin, draping over him like a seductive lover. Her face was snuggled at the nape of his neck while her naked body lolled on top of him with a sort of careless abandon any man would find alluring.

I turned and left, my eyes showing no signs of attachment. Dante should have known that a broken ring, no matter how well repaired, would never be without cracks. It was just like my relationship with him. No matter how much we tried to fix it, we could never go back to how things were. … The next day, one day before the bonding ceremony, I went alone to City Hall to file an application to leave the Lightning pack. The clerk told me the application would take effect in 24 hours. At that time, all my personal information would be deleted from the pack records.

It makes no sense… “Oh, don't think much about it. Dreams don't mean much. Sure, it scared you a bit. But it ends there. Today is a big day. You shouldn't let a dream rattle you. “Athena says, and I nod after a few seconds, with a fake smile. I'm at Athena's place today, as I wanted to stay away from home, and it's a normal thing as Athena and I usually pass nights at each other's houses. A week had passed since Amber challenged me, and today is the day that the new Miss. Emerald High would be announced. Athena has been helping me campaign for the spot. She gave herself the title of my campaign manager, and according to her, things are looking up. And if she says so, I believe her. She got m

Ryan gives me a look that says we’re going to continue this conversation at another time just as Aunt Maddy comes into view. She’s beautiful as always with her dark red hair pulled back away from her face. Dressed in a pale blue, finely tailored suit, she glides to a stop in the center of the room with her hands planted on her hips. “Misty, you’re supposed to be at training right now.” She checks her watch. “You’re actually twenty minutes late, missy. Cassian is going to be livid.” Misty sighs heavily and stands. She glares at Ryan, who makes a face back at her as she practically stomps out of the room.

she finished, with no other options. “Oh, she’s right, it’s not Mrs. Carter,” Mavis demured. “I’m just Mr. Carter’s assistant. There’s been a misunderstanding,” Mavis repeats that word in an attempt to rewrite her obvious deception. “Ariana here is Mrs. Carter." The poor young woman, Cindy, blinked between the two of us. "Um..." Mavis looked down at her watch hurriedly, "Oh dear, I need to get back to the office," she excused herself. "Misha is waiting for me."

Ahh yes, Missy and Ellie—a study in contrasts. Missy was your typical California bleached bomb bimbo. She was 5" 5", 129 pounds and had size 32 E tits along with a well-shaped set of legs and a super sweet ass. Her skinny size 22 waist made her large, enhanced boobs look gigantic. The father cared little they weren't 100 percent real; hell he paid for them. What mattered was the best plastic surgeon in all of Southern California had done his job well. Yes, Missy's boobs may have been fake, but they looked fantastic.

The water bottle hit my head in a loud chunk and I whipped around to find Missy Cooper laughing with her friends. She was not wearing a jersey like most of the women in the box were. She was wearing a jacket with Ajax's number on it. Your guess is right. She's his girlfriend. She has this green streak in her lush blonde hair and her skin was so bright I wonder if she was carved out of pearls. She's prettier than I'd ever be in ten years. “I'm sorry. She won't do it again.” Marie apologized to both of us. “She better not. Creep.” Missy shot me a glare before returning to her seat.