Author Karen Chance Novels & Stories

Karen replied with a ragged tone, “Axe, why do you always push me away from you… Am I nobody to you?” Akshara replied, “Karen, you are brave and powerful. But… you are my soul friend who knows me well. I could feel that I am shielded from any danger in your hands.” Karen told her, “That’s why I want to accompany you until my death.” The weird calm wind passed through the gap between Akshara and Karen with a howling sound to hinder the unspoken thoughts shared.

CAUGHT IN THE ACT. As Cassandra and Chad entered their apartment, still riding the high of their passionate encounter at the club, they were both caught off guard by the unexpected presence of a visitor. Sitting on their couch, looking disheveled and anxious, was Karen - Cassandra's vindictive boss from the advertising firm. "Karen?" Cassandra asked, shocked. "What are you doing here? How did you even get in?" Karen looked up at them, her eyes darting between Cassandra and Chad with an accusatory glare. "I let myself in," she said, her voice trembling with barely contained rage. "With the key you gave me for emergencies, remember?"

I banged my hand on the table and mopped at him, licking up my upper teeth and batting my lashes. “She has not had sex with any man before.” “She is straight from the oven?” “Exactly, and you will get to spoil her in any manner or form that you want.” He smirked at me, giving me a daring look. “Now, that sounds delicious. Is there any other thing that I should know about Karen?” “Well, she is a dancer.” “That is perfect.” Wild imaginations choked my memory. I had not seen this girl but just hearing about her was already turning me on.

***************************************** *Unknown's POV* I was walking around the garden when the most beautiful scent entered my nostrils. I took a quick detour to the kitchen to see what the chef was up to but nothing was there. Infact, no one was there. This was really strange. With every step I took, the scent became stronger and more pleasant. I couldn't take it anymore so I went back to where I came from. ***************************************** *Kiara's POV*

Diane’s P.O.V. That voice was owned by my blunt yet cheerful best friend, Karen, whose real name was Cannery Jane Samaniego. Now I realized that she actually made a single thump of her hands in the air before yelling those words. Karen twitched the corner of her lips upwards while sarcastically waving at people. Then, she flipped her straight and long hair before she burst into wild laughter as she approached me wearing her red pair of high-heeled boots. She was always doing a catwalk, getting everyone’s attention like she was on a fashion show, with Lorenz by her side.

Caroline sneered with emotion. Today she has kept too much emotion because of her client, Zillion Malloy. And this is her chance to get rid of all her frustration by telling Karen about it. “How could you know that super model if you never watched gossip channels like VOA on tv. The only channel you watch often is the Disney channel when you accompany Aleyna to watch TV," Karen mocked Caroline with a funny face. Her tongue stuck out like a dog at Caroline as she began to stare fiercely at her annoying friend.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

My nervous smile returns as I stand there under his scrutiny, not knowing what to make of his assessment. “Hi, I’m Muna,” Karen’s lookalike says to me from where she stands next to him. Grateful for the distraction, I turn to her, my smile wider and more genuine. “Hello, Muna.That’s a beautiful name. My name is Ahana” She smiles back at me. “I like your name too.” Another gust of icy wind blows past, and I return my eyes to the man, who is still studying me. I wonder if we’re going to stand out there forever.

as an older man comes walking in. I cant help but scoff as I advert my gaze. “I am Woo Soo Yun, the coordinator of this seasons Hunt.” he waves his arm and a cubical drone lowers from the ceiling hovering over the table. A three dimensional image of both carriages appear on the table. We see the guards motioning the women to leave. One by one the women are lead out onto the grass. The image disappears and now in front of each of us is an image of the woman we’ve selected. I can see her face isn’t filled with fear, but rather confidence. Interesting.

Emily I spotted Bronn and Jane, Philip Cornell's sister, slipping away from the bustling party into a secluded corner of the expansive open lounge. Curiosity gnawed at me, but I resisted the urge to follow. I decided to wait until their conversation ended. Turning my attention back to the party, I was approached by two assistants in Aspire Financial Group. The woman, Vivian, was a sleek blonde about Sophia's age, and the man, Derek, around his forties, exuded an air of smug self-importance.