Author Karen Chance Novels & Stories

Kara feigned a disgusted expression. “Yeah, but you love me.” Chance declared proudly. “It’s stuff like these is why people misunderstand our relationship.” Kara noted. “Hey, the mindset of the society is not my problem.” Chance shrugged. “But enough about that, what’s his name”? Chance asked. “Do I have to tell you”? Kara asked and groaned. “You have known every person I have ever dated. You even know about Dr. T. Just let me know at least something.” Chance pressed.

Kate POV “I Challenge Katelyn Adams for the Alpha title of the Golden Moon Pack!”. I couldn’t believe what I had heard. It was resonating through my mind, without fully comprehending. Looking into the crowd I wait for the voice to come forward. It’s familiar but with the crowd who jumped up loudly the voice was lost in the crowd.

She started the engine and began an hour’s drive to Daniel’s house. *** When Karen heard the knock on her door, she knew her partner, who identified herself as Lorna had come. Karen’s stomach knotted in anxiety. It was going to be her first time and she had explained it to Lorna over the phone. Lorna was excited to hear that and offered that she watched see videos before she came. Karen watched two and concluded it was fun. It was more fun because she was going to be earning much for an hour’s act.

Karen pointed her finger at Lea and cursed, "I want this b*tch dead! What qualifications does she have to take a photo with Anthony?! How could a cheap and lowly woman like her participate in such a grand event with the Mullen family? I lost face because of her. I want her dead!" Karen roared frantically and rushed toward Lea. Kisa was about to stop her, but someone tripped her. She staggered a few steps forward and fell to the ground. Karen threw herself at Lea and grabbed her hair. She started to hit and scold her at the same time.

You got a death wish or what? A woman dripping in jewelry and arrogance shoved through the crowd. She was Mark's prized backer: Karen Blake, regional director at Apex Capital.

It's a grin so infectious that if you're not careful, you'll end up smiling like a maniac too, for no apparent reason. You might assume Sapphire's job would match her vivacious personality, and you wouldn't be far off the mark. She's a professional event planner, orchestrating memorable experiences for people who want to add a splash of excitement to their lives. It's no surprise that her career allows her to channel her boundless energy into crafting thrilling, unforgettable moments for others. Karen on the other other hand, is the yin to my yang, the calm to my chaos, and the peanut butter to my jelly. If life were a rollercoaster, I'd be the one screaming with excitement, while Karen woul

" The voice said, coming from the kitchen. "Grandma!" Karen exclaimed, running towards the invisible figure, and jumped into her arms. Kelvin and Patrilia looked at each other, wondering whether she was able to see the figure or not. They had really tried to figure out a way to get a glimpse of that person, but they had failed terribly. "Seriously, Kelvin. What is Karen Milburn? I feel like I don't know her at all. "You shouldn't be surprised when tomorrow morning she wakes up as a ghoul, an angel, or Lucifer himself." Patrilia complained, stuffing popcorn in his mouth.

MERC has a lot of associates and it's important to be friendly with all of them though sometimes I fear they're getting too familiar with us and forget their place. "I didn't think you'd come," Karen said suddenly. My heart skipped a beat as I turned my head to look down at her. She's 5ft8 to my 6ft1 so she has to tilt her head to look up at me giving me a nice view of her slender and attractive neck which seems to beckon to me to give it just one bite. It takes quite an effort to keep my mind and eyes off her neck as she repeats her sentence. "Why?" I ask.

Karen shrieked. Yeah, strike her face first. I heard punches and kicks and bet it hurt like crazy. I kept my eyes closed and readied myself to be punched. But I never received any. Did Karen take all the beating? @DeathWish All Right Reserved 2021 Sena Mangampo

I pleaded, my voice barely steady. Karen simply smirked, pulling out a sleek phone from her coat pocket. “Oh, sweetheart, you think this is about what I have to do?” She chuckled, shaking her head. “This is about what he has to do.” I watched in horror as she summoned one of her men. Oh no, she was going to call Jack., Karen didn’t call Jack directly. She was too smart for that. Instead, she turned to one of the men—the taller one with a scar running down his cheek. “Make the call,” she ordered, her tone clipped and authoritative.