Stranger Things Mileven Novels & Stories

The dark and strangely sensual voice sent a shiver through my being and I shuddered. It was him. Julian.

Chapter 2 It was already eight in the evening, Vonn Richard-the only son of Don Alfred Richard who owned the biggest Mall in the world came home from London. When he arrived from the Airport, Mico the driver, was waiting in the entrance of the airport. When Vonn was near the car, he held open the door of the black Rolls Royce, and Vonn sank gracefully into the luxurious leather seat and adjusted the air-conditioning to its highest point. “Welcome home sir!” Mico greeted him.

I mumbled with gritted teeth. By the time I snapped back to the present, I noticed the ladies had filed their drums halfway. The sight of it filled me with determination, and I matched forward, eager to finish as fast as possible. "They even couldn't wait for me," I grumbled, but they totally ignored me, Xenra, the once-dreaded vampire queen. No nose mask could stop that stench from seeping into my nostrils as I got my hands filled with human waste, and as I stared at it, my mind went straight back to Asher.

Meryl felt as if her face had been hit by a truck, and her body slammed into the wall. Then she slumped to the ground, unable to move. However, that was not her actual body. It was only her puppet. "Zenith Organization nonsense!" Marshawn cursed as he stomped on the puppet. Then, he punched it and sent it flying to the corner of the room! A sound like a gale passing through arrived, followed by a muffled groan from the corner. Meryl, clutching her chest, walked out of the corner, her eyes filled with malice. "You don't appreciate what you have. The organization's leader holds you in high regard—"

Thankfully, the ring tone suppressed the noise of the heavy lid and his back was towards me. Fuck. My heart beats faster as Caleb squints his eyes at me while putting the call on speaker. “Rules are same as before,” Caleb says as he answers the call for me. “Hey My doll…” Miles’ smooth voice comes out of the speakers. “I am here… But it looks like you are not at your house… Does it mean you will welcome me to this so-called warehouse of yours?” Oh God, he sounds so clueless. Caleb mouths ‘Warehouse’ and I reply, “Warehouse would be better…”

And this person actually came alone. How could this be possible? Even the most powerful wouldn't dare enter a tomb by themselves. "Who am I? Well, let me introduce myself. I'm Mackenzie. Or in your terms, I'm an S-tier Malevolent Phantom." What? Felix and Kenneth gasped. Looking at the twin sisters who were nearly in tears, it made sense why they were instantly immobilized—this was the work of an S-tier Malevolent Phantom. But why would an S-tier Malevolent Phantom be in this tomb? It was beyond comprehension.

On that note, I might also mention that: 1) Ilya is a murderous Russian mafia boss who wants to get rid of the Falcos in order to dominate the drug trade in Europe; 2) The Falcos are a clan of pureblood vampires and they think I'm a half-vampire (dhampirica), and, apparently, Ilya's only daughter; 3) Cloe Falco thinks I'm a seer, or a halfling with sporadic visions that seemingly foretell events within this lifetime; and 4) I am Miles' "bonded" and I let him drink some of my blood to help him manage a genetic liver disease and get rid of excruciating pain attacks. Well, my mother and sister were quite open-minded about such things—but not Gaia. If ever I mustered up the courage and convince

m “Dallan, why are you making things hard for me?” Dallan pressed her lips tightly and responded, “Please carry yourself with some elegance, Sir.” Miles whistled and didn’t bother her anymore. Dallan only knew that Miles was from somewhere powerful, but the details weren’t laid out as Lixien doesn’t want anyone other than her, Leen and Vailan, to find out. Because if people find out about it, they might pry into why Miles is with her and how did she manage to capture him?

“You don’t get to make that choice. We fall together or not at all” Damon looked at the parchment again. ‘Look closer at those you call family’. Vincent. Leo. Evelyn. And even Celeste who claimed her destruction was for the Thorne name’s survival. Now that name was at war with itself. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next morning, Miles arrived with an update. “We pulled a partial fingerprint off the safe panel,” he said. “No match in our database. But it triggered a flag from six months ago, someone who visited the estate with Evelyn”.