The Change Kirsten Miller Novels & Stories

She was the girl who restored his faith in love. But Sandra Miller was a salty woman. She was also one of the infamous Aaron Miller's ex-wives, the last one. The one who could never accept that he finally got over her after all that she'd put him through. She thought she'd had him wrapped around her finger. She was largely mistaken.

And in the morning, what I received was just a formal email on my phone from his email company's official ID that was sent by his secretary Mia, that read, ** Good day to you Miss. Miller, We apologize to inform you that the candidate who (that was you) was supposed to join CEO Stokes to the fashion week for the ten days trip, has been changed on the CEO's order. It is now Nora Hemsworth, who will be accompanying CEO to the fashion week. This is because an experienced candidate was needed but your resume does not match the requirements of the same. We are extremely sorry for sending you this mail but Kevin D'cot (CEO's body guard) will be there in sometime to take you to the airport. You hav

Kirsten tugged at James arm and walked away with him giving no chance for Knox to retort. *** “You’ve changed a lot after resigning,” Sherry commented looking at her friend. “You looked even more beautiful and refined. You must have found a good employer.” A blush spread on Kirsten’s face, remember her intimate act with her boss - cum -husband. Apart from Mr. Rossi, no one in the restaurant knew about the transaction that happened. They only knew that she found a high paying job. While the two women were busy talking, James dipped his hand in his pocket and took out his phone. He lifted his phone as if he was reading a message but he actually surreptitiously captured a photo of Kirsten.

“I drove over two hours for this. Where is Dianna Miller?” I met her gaze, feeling a knot of anxiety in my stomach. “I’m very sorry, but Ms. Miller never confirmed her attendance. We hoped she might come, but it seems she couldn’t make it,” I explained. The woman’s eyes flashed with irritation. “That’s unacceptable. The main reason I came was to meet her. I expected better from an event like this,” she snapped, her disappointment palpable. Nathan stepped forward, his voice calm but firm. “We understand your frustration, and we apologize for any misunderstanding. There’s still a lot to enjoy tonight, and we appreciate your support for our cause.”

Well it was time to rip the band-aid off because I wasn’t going to spend forever trying to deal with Kirsty holding out hope for my mate. “The minute you’re mated to someone else, Gabe’s obligation to take care of you ends.” Now Kirsty’s face turned as red as a tomato. “You think you can just show up and take him away?” Kirsty hissed out, slamming her hand, palm down, on the table and gripping the phone in her other hand so tightly I thought she might break it. “We,” —Kirsty waved her hand, holding her cellphone, between herself and Raina— “had an agreement. I would allow her to stay on as his mistress and she’d help me become luna.” Kirsty’s lips curled into a sneer. “I’ve paid good money t

Sheila arched an eyebrow, let out a dramatic sigh, “Your traitor of an ex-friend is being defiant, Kirsten. Put her in her place. Or do you want everyone to think their future Beta female can't even control her own stray?” Kirsten’s jaw tightened. Her blue eyes flickered to mine—wild, guilty—before she looked away again. “Leave her alone,” Kirsten whispered. “Ugh, you are way too soft,” Sheila groaned, rolling her eyes. “This is why people walk all over you. Starting with her.” She pointed a sharp, French-tipped nail at my face. “But don’t worry, Mute. I’m sure you’ll love the announcement. Kirsten and Nate’s formal mating ceremony has been officially booked for the day we return from the Ac

Celeste Laurent did not act the same way after that. She didn’t retreat immediately. That was never her instinct. But something in her recalibrated—quietly, carefully—like a designer forced to re-measure a structure after discovering a hidden load-bearing wall she was never meant to touch. Yesha Elaine was no longer a theory of influence in her mind. She was now classified reality. And Kierston Dale was not simply “protective.” He was definitive. For a few days, the company felt different.

With shaky hands, she turned on the tv and switched to the warranted channel. "MR Corporation Owner and widow of the late Dominic Heath is pregnant and far along so. Sources found the billion-dollar mother to be in the small quiet town of Whispering Creek Montana and that's not the only thing that has been quiet." A picture of Killian and Mikel strolling along the street in all smiles. Another popped up with Killian kissing her head and holding her close with a smile on his face. "WHAT THE FUCK!!!" "...Baby on board," Kelsey admonished distractedly. She did not see this development coming. Someone took out a tabloid on both her best friend and brother. Who will be so stupid to do so?

A million times, yes. Millie had changed in a surprising way. Months ago, she was angry, caught in jealousy and regret. But now, she stood tall, running a business project she started from scratch. It was a mentorship program for women who wanted to be entrepreneurs—her way of giving back and fixing past mistakes. She visited Michelle’s office to share big news. We have our first sponsor, she said proudly, handing Michelle a folder.