Oh Millie Novels & Stories

Millie insisted, her eyes gleaming with excitement. Caitlin could easily see through this little game of Millie’s. It was a well-played act of pretending to show concern, with Cynthia there as a witness to confirm her good intentions. Caitlin wasn’t fooled, though. That ointment might be laced with something harmful—Millie was not to be trusted. But Caitlin was curious. If Millie ate the food Caitlin had served her earlier, why hadn’t anything happened yet? "Randall, you and Caitlin haven’t met yet, let me introduce you..." Millie said, trying to be friendly, but before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly grimaced, clutching her stomach in discomfort. The pain in her abdomen surged,

“I can calm her down, Millie. I don’t know, but one day, when she tried to come out, I talked to her—I always do. Until days… years passed, I managed to control her.” “God! You’re the daughter of an Alpha! A future Luna. What the—” Millie didn’t finish her words when the door opened, and Dillon stepped in. “Millie.” “Dillon. Do you need something?” Millie asked as she turned to face Dillon. Dillon glanced at Emily for a moment before meeting Millie’s gaze. “Can we talk for a moment?” Millie nodded. She turned to Emily. “I will be right back,” she said and smiled.

Richard logged off the computer and decided to quit for the day and call his friend, Parker, and grab a drink instead in the beautiful weather outside. Richard closed down his office, which he rented in an enormous sky scrape on the thirty-eighth floor of a company that rented out storage space and offices for small companies and one man's company as for himself. Richard Underhill was the CEO of his business, R. Underhill Incorporated Company, aka RUIC! And he had just reached one of his life goals: closing a hundred million dollars, and he had done it all by himself while trusting his ability. And now, he would begin to chase after his life dream, becoming a billionaire before thirty.

She said in a deep voice and then began to laugh, and I had no choice but laugh as well, joining her madness. Suddenly, Olivia’s eyes headed towards a certain part of the store, their eyelids opening wildly from shock, and without waiting for me to follow her, she ran up there. It was one of those vending machines, Livie always had to get one of those plastic capsules. “Do you want a token?” I asked when I reached her side, she just nodded without taking her eyes off the plexiglass sphere. “Here” I said when I returned to her side, noticing her still in the same place.

Still on my butt, I crawled to where Monica stood and held her by the leg. “Please don't do this to me, huh? You can take my dress. It costs over eight thousand dollars and my shoes too, It's very expensive. Just spare my life please.” I pleaded as I showed her the label on my dress. Her eyes glinted in excitement as I spoke and she nodded in satisfaction. At last, she took everything except my phone. However, Monica was still nice that she gave me a wretched milk-colored gown to wear. I couldn't go back home else, I would disappoint Ethan. And even if I did, I will have nothing fancy to wear to his grandfather's villa. My hair was in a messy bun and my face was stained with dry tears.

he tell Mollis checking his phone, Callina and Emily were on their way. "Yeyy!!" Mollis says all happy, it was getting boring around here, when all the little that came in were sick. "We're here!" Callina announces walking in, Millie has been fussing the whole way here, she fussed through the whole school day too, Callina's colleagues informed her that they think Millie is fighting her regressing, the diaper and breast milk although in a bottle are starting to work on her. "Hey sweet girl!" Matheo says lifting Millie into his arms, along with Mollis, they both loved sharing the doctor space, Matheo allowed them to play with an old stethoscope he has in his office.

she lightly smacks her forehead, “I never properly introduced myself. I’m Olivia.” “Hello, Olivia,” I say in a British accent. “I don’t know why I did that,” I chuckle. She laughs. “Happy to welcome you to the team.” We continue eating, and Andrew leaves to get something printed. “Have you met Ms. Ware yet?” Olivia asks secretively. She says “Ms. Ware” like it’s a slur. “Uh, yeah, actually when I started volunteering with Marie’s Soups, I met her. She’s a… character.”

“I’M BUSY, MAG,” Killian said as he moved one of the crates from the cart. “You have not taken a break for hours,” Magnolia did not add a word, but she stared at him with determined eyes. The gray eyes that reminded Killian of their father every time he looked at them. He chuckled. “Fine.” He shrugged. “I guess I’ll take a break now.” Magnolia beamed and linked her arm through his. “I have made sandwiches.” She wiggled the basket she was holding.

We finished dinner and the women ordered dessert. I ordered coffee because I really wasn’t a dessert person. It had nothing to do with watching my figure or sticking to a certain diet for my work-outs, I just didn’t like sweet things. I didn’t even take sugar in my coffee. “So what do you do for fun other than work and study and taking your clothes off in bars?” Melissa asked me with a smile. She was leaning closer to me now and her hand was on my arm again. I wanted to push it off but I knew that I would come across as rude. She had no right to touch me with Adelie sitting a few feet away from me.

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.