Blood Orange Karina Halle Novels & Stories

I read the contents of that document a few more times as if I had memorized all the information. I found out that her name is Karina Tumbaga, she’s twenty-five, and she’s only ahead of me only one year but her face looks younger than my face. She had a boyfriend but left when she was probably pregnant. That was more than a year ago. And because of that, he has never into a good relationship. Karina’s mother has a tumor in her heart and maintains a medication, while she supported her two other siblings in her studies. Karina only finished high school. Changed jobs as a server or sometimes a cleaner. Until she lost her job a year ago.

The woman beside her stepped back in alarm. Lana picked the piece and……….. “Calm, my own Caroline has caramel skin..”

Alesha's brisk walk through the moonlit forest suddenly came to a halt when she stumbled upon a sight that sent a jolt through her senses. In the dappled moonlight, she discovered an unconscious figure lying amidst the underbrush, a woman covered in wounds and the telltale scent of blood lingering in the air. As Alesha drew closer, she recognized the familiar features of Carla, the former Luna of the Blue Moon Pack.

“Coraline, don’t get me wrong, but when did I scold her? I’m just stating a fact! Don’t you know that Charlotte is the daughter of Kourtney Kleinman? Kourtney was an old vixen who was extremely promiscuous, so with Kourtney’s blood running in her veins, of course she’s a little vixen who’s... Aaaah—” The rest of her sentence was interrupted by her own screams, as Coraline had already lifted her leg and kicked Miranda in the belly.

'I asked around and the guys told me that it could be a tumour. Jesus Christ…. ‘I’M FINE.’ I glared at the road ahead and received a sigh of defeat from my left. Then, the car moved steadily out of the business district and headed for my apartment building. ***** I paused and shifted back into the passenger seat and turned to the future star of B.A.D. ‘Tangerine suits her, OK?’ Ambrose chuckled. ‘The only fruit she takes is watermelon. Cause it's pink.’ ‘That's a surprise. And I meant the shade, silly. Tangerine suits her skin tone. Trust me. She’ll glow beautifully in it.’ I beamed appreciatively at him and got out of the car, back onto the pavement.

Sin Frostfire Solutions Carla stood before me in six-inch high stilettos, her pale face containing a bit of shine. Her lips were a deep red, complemented by the blood red dress she was wearing. As beautiful as she turned out in her vampiric form, I still couldn’t get my mind off how Scarlet was humping Jerk in the college grounds. Carla’s lips were moving as she gestured with her hands. But I wasn’t listening. Although I was elated to see her, it was difficult to erase the picture of Scarlet and another man in my mind. Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation.

Karina walked in a dark hallway. On the left and right sides were cells. There were countless numbers. From where she stood to the end, the length was unknown. Karina turned to the side. Observing what was happening inside the cell. Several men dressed in orange were eating. They were scary with tattoos all over their bodies. “Where am I?” Karina shivered. She kept walking. She arrived at a cell numbered 0310. Karina watched a man holding a rope. “Dad,” she whispered. “DAD!” Karina ran.

Had they served him the same wine? Bianca arrived looking a bit worried, and I wondered what might be troubling her. "Alpha," She greeted me, and I sighed. "What did you put in the wine?" I asked her, and she shook her head. "Nothing, Alpha, it was the batch in our cellar. Luna Scarlett selected them herself." She explained, and I knew something was off; there was no way this was just wine. Something was in it, and it felt more like wolfsbane than anything else. Someone wants our senses dull. Someone does not want us to feel anything or be able to link anyone.

I felt helpless. "It's nice to finally formally meet you Channing. Tate's told me all about you," she greeted with a smile. The crows feet under her eyes picked up with her grin and her olive skin creased in the corners of her mouth. Her short brown hair was styled in a pixie cut along with a pair of chic eyeglasses. I can't believe she's able to beat Tate and Cristian around like they say she can! "I-it's nice to meet y-you t-to-too Luna F-Frances," I sputtered. Her smile faltered a bit. "Hon it's just Frances. You're the Luna now. How are you feeling? Are you in pain. I can get Dr. Geeson in here," Frances said quickly.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.