Mischa X Noel Novels & Stories

“You’re right. He does love you. You’ve always been the one, Sienna. Always.” The words sounded untrue, leaving her reeling. Her heart clenches painfully, confusion and disbelief warring inside her. “Then how…” she begins, her voice trailing off as her throat tightens. Ivana takes a slow, measured breath. “Because people make mistakes. Noah and I had a… misunderstanding a long time ago. He thought we were on a break, and things happened. It wasn’t planned, and it wasn’t supposed to be this way. But then Noel came.”

“Can I have one more, please?” “And then after that you are gonna want another piece. Nope, can’t do. Let’s play some Christmas songs, first we’re gonna connect them to the four speakers. If they do not wake by then, cold water it is,” Reign replied with a devilish smirk. Kylie and Reign turned two of the speaker boxes toward the staircase, leaving the rest where it stands. They played Mariah Carey's 'Jesus Born on This Day’ and in less than five minutes an angry Dominic, Elijah and William came down the stairs, screwing and yelling towards Reign and Kylie. Chleo later came down with her toothbrush in her mouth, humming to the song.

Mila teased without up from her screen. “Shut up,” I laughed, nudging her with my foot. “This is due in a week, and you know how the other members of my group are. Lazy asses.” “Then share the work evenly. Don’t let those freeloaders take all the credit.” “I will. I will.” I smiled and kept typing, letting the comfortable quiet settled again. Then, without warning, the words burst out of me because I couldn’t hold them in anymore. “Mila… Noel proposed.”

I had been standing near the corner of the hall, but as the crowd moved, I found myself pushed toward the stage. Guests shoved each other for space, and I lost my balance, falling to the ground. My body knocked against the machinery, and I gasped in pain. Then, the slideshow and caption on the screen began to change. Now, they were selfies of Regina, with the caption: “Welcome to the world, Baby.” Everything made sense. None of this was for me. After all, who would prepare a fireworks show for someone half-blind? Even though my vision had partially returned, the sheer number of guests around me blurred everything.

She cleared her throat and sat up in her chair. "Rough? I thought you went to a party. What made it rough?” "I got drunk," Noelle said with a yawn. "You got drunk and embarrassed yourself at a rich people's party?" Celeste asked, feeling bad for her friend. She could only imagine how embarrassed she was feeling. "Well, I would not really call it an embarrassment; I'll just say your wishes have finally come through, so be happy." "My wishes? What did I wish?” Cleste's voice carried excitement, but it seemed like she wanted to hear it from Noelle before she jumped into celebrating mode.

“No. I need to take my mind off things for a while. We are going out. I’m trying to decide if we should go to the spa or the mall. Maybe we just do both.” “We?” “Are you deaf?” “No.” Maeve rolled her eyes. “You worked on this project too. I bet this must come as a disappointment to you too, so, I figured we need to unwind a little bit. Take a break, have a little bit of fun.” “Oh.” Noelle turned, hoping to hide her guilt from Maeve. She swipe her phone out when Maeve wasn’t looking and sent a quick text to Dominic, ‘I fucking hate you.’

just great, it was just recently that the Angelo saying he needs me voice recording was released partly my mistake and now this, good job self, he definitely hates me now more than ever! Crap, did I just have my first kiss? With Angelo?!

"Since it's Sunday today we just thought to have some fun together" I could hear my heart pounding hard against my ribcage with each word that came out of my mouth. "Having some fun together, when you are on a murder suspect list?" the officer gives us a sardonic laugh that sent chills down my spine. Kirstin was scowling at her and I knew what was up in her mind. She would be probably visualizing punching the officer in her face. My glance falls on her badge and I acknowledge her name as Stephanie Miles. Slim and short with Gray-blue eyes and fair skin tone. Her brown hair was tied up in a bun.

“ Are you for real? Anthony won't kiss her, you won't kiss her, who will kiss her then? Is she that bad? “Amber exclaims. The last part, heavily soaked in mockery, and I force the hurt crawling up my throat, back down. Damien looks away, and I swallow. Avoiding Athena's gaze. “ Will you at least kiss me? “Amber questions him, and without waiting for his reply, she steps between us, and shoves me back. Making me land back on the sofa. She places both her hands on Damien's shoulders, and stands on her toes. My heart explodes as I watch her lip connect with Damien's lips, and he just lets her. I watch in horror as Amber intensifies the kiss while caressing the back of his head with her hand. I

Hivo just shrugged and sat on the sofa. "Well, Snow is the prettiest of all, aside from my Mom." Hivo answered and was confident in what he said. Luca seemed to agree to it. As we listened to their conversation, Shia simply signaled to me that we needed to leave, but we couldn't turn around to say goodbye to Luca because there were two more guests entering. "Hey, Masson Villaranza, man! I miss you. " Luca teased the man who also had an angelic and hansome face, but the newcomer named Masson just frowned at Luca.