Miquella X Tarnished Novels & Stories

]] he clutched his head after an angry looking Ana threw one of the small ornaments on her bedside table at him, good aim too. (( Are you kidding me Mikelis! I understand that you’d be desperate to save me and all but to go so far when you’re not even sure if that a**hole speaks the truth! Is Jewel the Queen? Jewel are you the Queen? )) {{ no I’m not, the Queen was returned safe and unharmed when my niece and I were surrendered to them }} (( so you’re the duo that he needed the special blood from then? )) {{ no, we’re the duo that impersonated the duo that he needed with the special blood }} (( so this isn’t what you really look like then )) I shift my appearance back to normal self {{ this

Mickel retorted, "Are you sure you want to service me freely?" she asked, "Wait, I brought a gift for you" Mickel said, and he brought out a brand new Iphone xxmax, and he gave the new pack to her and said, "open the pack and see what Is Inside"

I looked to see my mate staring at the tattered book like it was about to eat him alive. “Could this be relevant?” Micelle asked and I looked up to see her nervously glancing between the two of us. “I wasn’t really too sure what to be on the lookout for, Beta Roman was rather vague, I probably wouldn’t have even considered it had it not been…” She trailed off and I nodded, knowing exactly what she was thinking, had it not been for people talking about how much of a freak I was. “It could be relevant yes, thank you Michelle.” I uttered as Tristan sat frozen still staring at the book.

Mesi's POV "So how did you and Jazmine become friends?" she asked as we sat down on the small bench that faced the house, the cool breeze rushing past us masking the heat the sun offered on a daily. "She actually gave me the capital to start my app," "Your app?" she asked, surprise and curiosity hidden in her voice. "Melanated," I informed. "The black social media app?" she spoke in a questioning tone and I nodded. "That's very impressive," she complimented and I released a thankful smile.

These were the remnant of the birth control pills that Anya had given me. "What's wrong? You look strange. Are you alright ?" Lucian's words startled me and I broke out in cold sweat. "I'll call someone to clean these up." He continued. "I'll do it, it's no issue." I think I said too quickly but I was too nervous, I couldn't trust anyone with it but myself. Without thinking about the piercing shards of glass, I went on my knees and started to gather all the pills, nervousness was making my fingers shake badly, I couldn't hold on to anything, the pills always ended up falling off from my clumsy and jerky fingers.

Luke marched into Dec in time. He was led into the conference room by one of the company's representatives. The panel was already set. It included the director, the chief engineer and three others. "Where is Marie Tanner?" The Director of Dec; Director Shell asked and looked behind Luke expectantly. "She won't be here... I am not sure it is supposed to affect our deal. Is it?" Luke asked. "Not really, in as much as the merchandise is intact," director Shell said with a lopsided grin and showed Luke to a seat.

The heat of his body, the tension in his muscles–it all grounded her. Melania’s eyes darted between them, the glow at her fingertips pulsing brighter. “You all think you’re strong enough to beat me?” she spat, her lip curled in disgust. “I won’t let you hurt her anymore,” Micah snarled. “This is over.” “Isn’t this just fucking perfect? My mate choosing a human over me? Over my dead body.” She reached out, a glowing sigil forming at her fingertips–until something flickered in the air.

“Get down!” Waltz pulled Michelle off Alex. “If you want to marry my senior, get in line.” Michelle was shocked. “You guys… could it be…” Maya tilted Michelle’s head sideways, carefully examining her face. She even pulled it with her hands and found nothing unusual. In that instant, she excitedly said, “Little Brother, this scar removal medicinal clay of yours, can it be mass produced? Will it still be able to heal old scars without your complementary witchcraft?”

“You always had the first pick Lana. I never took anything from you! You had it all!” “No.” She leans closer, voice dropping. “You betrayed me. Because even in the ashes, men found you more beautiful than I. Even Alaric’s eyes followed you... Mikos wants you, not me. It was always you...all because of the fire in your veins. So now… I’m taking back what’s mine.” She touches her chest, as if claiming a prize. “And they’re paying enough that I can afford… experimentation.” She turns to the scientists.

I needed to confront them and put an end to their cruel gossip. I opened the stall door with a purposeful swing, making sure my presence was known. The three girls froze, their faces a mix of surprise and guilt. They ironically looked like a pack of wolves ready to pounce, their eyes gleaming with a mixture of mischief and malice. The first girl, Micaela, had sharp features and a cascade of sleek, dark hair that framed her face like a curtain of shadows. Her eyes, narrow and predatory, assessed everything around her with an air of disdain. Micaela wore a tight, scarlet-red dress that clung to her like a second skin, leaving little to the imagination. The hemline flirted audaciously with impr