Novel Milea Novels & Stories

She responded with a few chuckled. “You have to cage this woman, Maia! She’s the charming girl in town, girls like her so much!” Miles said. I raised my brow and chuckled “Well, thought I have to cuff her tonight” I laughed softly. “Well, that’s a good idea!” He chuckled. Lena rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. She’s staring at Miles with a raised brow after. “Hahaha don’t worry Maia. She’s not that kind of woman” He chuckled. “She may be cute, Maia” He started.

Cara loved her as much as she loved aunt Maggie. Her thoughts went to the gorgeous man with his blue gray, hypnotic eyes. Would she meet him ever again? There was no doubt that he belonged to some successful family of billionaires. His whole family had arrived that day and Cara being just a maid there, stayed out of their way as much as possible.

Once I was done taking a bath and a quarter of my book further I decided it was time to rinse myself off, I started to get hungry, which my mother would love, and figured it should be about time to maybe go downtown, get myself some new clothes and new books from the money I had saved and was still in the envelope I was given along with my train ticket. I counted the money, it was birthday money from the past two and a half years, whatever money I didn't need, and the money I had gotten in my surprise when I had successfully ended a ten-mile run. Sixhundredfifthy dollars. Plenty for a while honestly, I figured. At least plenty to get me a few books for now and maybe some new clothes as I wan

she whimpered his name softly as tears fell from her eyes. … **Leonard’s Point of View** Mila just fainted after she had a very intense climax. At least, that was what it seemed like. It took a lot of effort to connect my mind with hers even though she had started to get used to this. Her resistance toward our connection clearly lessened and she didn’t have her painful headaches anymore. The other thing that I learned was that we could maintain our connection for a much longer period of time than before.

MILO’s POV The cold bit into my knuckles as I stepped onto the rusted metal grating of the old industrial bridge. The wind off the river carried diesel and decay. Then the shot cracked through the night—sharp, deliberate. Bang. My stomach lurched. Please not yet. Not him. I moved faster, boots silent on the concrete, following the faint smear of sodium lights toward the derelict storage warehouse tacked onto the far pier. The side door hung half off its hinges. I slipped inside.

I pick up the phone. Her message reads: 'I hope you finally get the message. It only took a little anonymous tip to get you out of the way. You are so predictable, Rhea. I knew you would probably fall off the stairs or something after seeing him with me. I just did not count on you being pregnant again. Oh well. It is probably for the best. Now there is nothing left to tie him to you. And in case you still do not get it, Miles will never love you, and you will never be together as long as I am alive. I am surprised you did not figure that out earlier. As for Miles, he is having a good time here with me, getting all the love and peace he deserves. He has not even talked about you or that trap

Chapter Sixty-Nine— kiss ★Maliya's POV★ I couldn't sleep. The safe house was quiet. Too quiet. Every creak of the floorboards made me jump. Every shadow seemed threatening. I lay in the unfamiliar bed, staring at the ceiling, and tried to process everything that had happened in the past six hours. Micaiah was a criminal. Daemon was a criminal. They were enemies in some war I hadn't known existed. And I'd been caught in the middle, used by both of them.

Open land that seemed to go on forever. And there— A small light in the distance. Moving. Mia narrowed her eyes slightly. It took her a second to realise what she was looking at. A motorbike. Lane. Of course it was. He moved easily across the land, the light bouncing with the terrain, like this place belonged to him in a way she couldn't even begin to understand. Mia watched longer than she meant to. Long enough that something in her chest shifted again—that same sharp, restless feeling from before, only quieter now. More curious than defensive.

It was an opportunity to create the world she have ever wanted with the kind of people she always wished for. She looked at Mercury and her lips curved into a smile. In her novel, Mercury is one of the strongest people, almost impossible to fight cause he sold his soul in exchange for power. She made him powerful that it would be impossible to bring him down. She did it cause she had a plan to power up the male lead. If she could get Mercury on her side, she would be invincible. Rielle was surprised at herself. She should be worried and bothered about being in a different world but here she is, happy about everything. Happy that she was in a world she created and can control at her own will.

She's joking, obviously. Andrea and I looked at each other. She smiled, wanting to make Zandy proud. "You're wrong, Melissa, he can even feed your entire city. Miles's husband is a well-known Billionaire," Andrea defended. A very surprised look appeared on Melissa's face. "Billionaire? OMG! Who is this man? Does he have a brother? Can you introduce me to him?" She said as if desperate. "Stop it, Melissa, because maybe even Miles' husband's driver doesn't like you," Chad teased.