Oh Millie Novels & Stories

I tapped Rita, waking her up and we both stood up. "This is Rita and Makaila." Nigel introduced us. "Wait, So this is the famous Makaila, Christian won't stop talking about." Mrs Hales smirked. "That's right."Nigel smiled at me and I smiled at Christian's parents. "It's a pleasure to meet...." I stretched my hand for a shake, only to be pulled in to a bone crushing hug by Mrs Hales. Not what I was expecting...

Axel then made it really obvious someone was approaching, I could tell it was him but the heavy steps he always takes, but Cecilia attempted to take a step back out of fear. “Hey guys.” He says, chummy as ever. “Coast is clear, Isabella is in the nurse's office and someone, don’t know who, tipped the trolley of milk down the stairs. It was hilarious. I’d say everyone's already forgotten about the pow-wow outside.” He grins, widely. “I mean have you ever seen thirty-two bottles of milk explode as they hit the bottom of the stairs? Crazy.” Cecilia giggles, “How did you know there were exactly thirty-two bottles?” His expression goes blank, then he laughs, loudly.

They were just illusions. When they reached the highway, Orlando whispered a silent, "Thanks!" Miss Millie had lights inside her house. She was still up. The illumination had stretched to his own porch. "Orlando, is that you?" Miss Millie peered on the window of the living room. She was sixty plus years old and a bit myopic, thus she wore glasses. "Yes, Miss Millie! You can put out the lights now!" "Okay! I'll be able to sleep now!" Miss Millie stayed on her position by several minutes. She was curious to see all his visitors.

“Millie, no one’s sitting there. Maybe… you’re just seeing things.” Millie took few deep breaths. She was so sure that someone was there looking her way. She shook her head to convince herself. Was I just really imagining things? ***

Crossing her hands on her chest, Millie groaned, “Carmen come on, you handled that lunatic boss at the PR firm for two years without murdering him. You’re practically a saint.” “That’s simply because he doesn’t have the body of an Olympic god and an ego which equates to the size of Texas,” I counter. “So you're finally admitting Maddox has the body of an Olympic god.” She grinned, nudging my side but I kept a straight face. “That’s not the point.” Feigning not to understand the point I was trying to make, Millie intertwined her hand with mine. “Here’s the deal, if you apply and get called in for an interview, you owe me…” She darted her eyes around, clearly searching for the most outrageous

Just as I was reaching for my towel, my phone buzzed on the counter. Millie: I’m on my way to the Harrigan mansion! Be ready, bestie. We’ve got a semester to slay. I couldn’t help but grin. Leave it to Millie to brighten my cloudy world. Me: You ready to step into enemy territory? Her reply came almost right away. Millie: Please, I’ll bring holy water if I have to. Just be cute when I get there. Laughing softly, I slipped my phone into my pocket and finished getting dressed.

"Hey! It's nice to put a face to the name. I'm Peggy. Peggy Anderson. My mom is Felicity, the..." "I know whom your mom is." I interjected. "It's really wonderful to meet you too Peggy. I'm Camilla Monteiro, but feel free to call me Mila." I grinned, and she winked. "I'm in love with her already Carter." Peggy piped. "There you have it! Your company." Carter gave a toothy grin. "I was already informed about that one. Chop chop! off you go then." "Away with me, then" He added. "But before that, when did you get here" He directed his question at Peggy.

, Millie chuckles and also lifts her glass, and toasts with me. Millie is the youngest one of my recruits, she was only seventeen when I asked her to join us. She is a renowned hacker, there is no system around that she can’t gain access to. She had gotten into some big trouble, trying to swindle one of the Mafia families, and she got caught. I made her an offer she couldn’t refuse. I will make it known she was under my protection, and no one would touch her, in return she would work for me exclusively. She accepted without thinking twice, since then she has become like my younger, annoying sister, whom I love to death.

I grabbed my phone, intending to avoid any further awkwardness, when it buzzed in my hand. Sam. Perfect timing. I needed to vent. I swiped to answer. “Sam, you won’t believe what just happened—” Before I could even finish my sentence, Sam’s voice exploded through the speaker. “Millie, oh my GOD! You're trending!” “Trending?” I frowned, glancing around to make sure no one was eavesdropping. “What are you talking about?” “You—wait, hold on, you haven’t seen it?!” Sam gasped dramatically, like I had just missed the royal wedding or something. “You’re all-over social media! They’ve got you as shopping mall gurl and now drowning model!!!”

Millie then glared at her from bottom to the top, “ Aren't you the one who gave me cappuccino instead of my black coffee? ” she asked while narrowing her eyes meanwhile Marry laughed apologetically, “ Hehe... Madam Millie really have a good memory, my apologies for that incident, ” “ Forget it, I don't want a person like you to take care of my baby.. hey you with messy hairstyle and dirty clothes, Who are you? ” she asked looking deeply at Sona, “ _ ”