Blood Orange Karina Halle นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Sometimes it takes a heartbreak to shake us awake and help us see we are worth so much more than we're settling for." -Mandy Hale- *** “Michelle.” He greeted her with disgust and contempt in his eyes. The woman gave him a look filled with pride and mischief. The woman was tall, she had curly brunette hair and an hourglass figure. Her eyes were a deep shade of blue and green. She had a red lipstick on to match her red dress and heels. Her skin was slightly tan and she wore a pair of gold statement earrings. She was beautiful, model gorgeous with upward cat eyes. Karina did not understand why the women involved with Eden and his family were always so stunning.

The other end agreed without much fuss, the conversation lasting less than a minute. He waited in the downstairs lounge, pacing back and forth as he tried to calm his nerves. His palms were clammy not because of what he was about to do, but because of the nightmare he encountered. When the knock came at the back door, Talon didn’t hesitate. He opened it just enough for her to slip through. Karina. Her purple hair fell in soft waves past her shoulders, her skin was pale like porcelain, and her lips painted a bold red. She wore a thin jacket over a body-hugging dress that barely reached mid-thigh.

Beteo chimes in, “and because she stabbed us yesterday man… that’s a pretty clear indication” I let out a chuckle. She looks at me like I’m crazy. I can see her eyeing me. I finally turn my head far enough to see her whole face. Goddess she really is stunningly beautiful. In the daylight I can fully appreciate everything about her. She has faint light brown freckles that dance along her cheek bones. Just the faintest hint of light pink natural blush and fiery auburn hair… just gorgeous.

She kept her eyes fixated on the floor. “And this? Wolfsbane, right?” I asked, looking inside at the dried purple flowers. I unfolded the piece of paper. The ink bled with the rain as the paper disintegrated, but it was still legible. “Cato Loren: dark blonde hair, blue eyes, six-foot tall, attends Manson High.” I looked at her frozen, ghostly face. “A description of my son. But you didn’t mean to cross the border, huh?” I crumpled the paper and flung it at the ground.

The chaos that had threatened Zorana, the near-death encounter, and the uncertain tension between her, Caden, and Lena—it all seemed like a blur, a storm that had left her shaken, but somehow still standing. But today, for the first time in a long while, Karina was given a reprieve. It wasn’t much, but it was enough. “*Karina!*” The voice was bright, cheerful, and a sharp contrast to the heavy silence of the castle that she had grown used to. Karina turned toward the entrance of the hall, where a young man stood, his arms spread wide in a dramatic gesture, as though the grand entrance was a stage meant for him alone.

Don said to her while staring at her face. "...Why...why is the colour of your eyes orange? It's the only thing i can see around here." Anika ask him, but he ignore the question, and move away from here. "...You heard that loud sound right? That's probably him trying to come here to save you." Don said to Anika. "...He...who is he?" Anika asked him. "...Who else? Your beloved boss, the vampire head." Don said, and reveal Carlos identify to her.

she said as she got out of her seat, walked up to Kayla and cupped her cheeks in her hands. Kayla felt Mrs Brown's soft hands on her skin and nervously stood still. She could neither breathe nor blink. After some seconds, Mrs Brown released her cheeks and tilted her head in Carina's direction, who was on Kayla's left side. "And who is this pretty creature with blue eyes?" She asked as she made eye contact with Carina who was nervously looking down. "That's Carina Lopez, Kayla's best friend" Mrs Davis replied with a beautiful smile. "Interesting, my son also has a guy who is his best friend" Mrs Brown said and thought 'I think the circle is getting complete' and a beautiful smile took over he

"Because of the tattoo on your neck." Gore looked up at Derek as he scratched at his neck again, "what?" Derek pointed at where Gore's hand was, "the flower tattoo." Gore frowned then looked in the mirror that was hanging in his office. "Harlow," he let out, as he said her name, she appeared in his office. "We are ready to leave, Karina is already waiting in the car." She said with a smile. After seeing the look on her mate's face, her smile dropped, and she rushed over to him, "what's wrong?"

Jason has a goddamn fiancée now? I automatically turned to study this Karina more closely. She really was breathtakingly beautiful in that classic, high-society debutante kind of way - with a perfectly symmetrical face, full, pouty lips, and the kind of slim yet curvy figure that would make any man weep. She was wearing an elegant white dress with delicate golden patterns adorning the fitted bodice and neckline that exposed just a teasing hint of tanned, toned cleavage. "Maisie Smith! Isn't that like, a foreigner name or something?" Karina asked in a tone that was more playfully curious than outright rude as she elegantly tossed her long hair over her shoulder, letting the silky strands casc

He was getting to be part of it. Delilah took a step forward, but I grabbed her arm. “We need to tell Damon.” Her jaw clenched. Her voice was ice. “No. We need to stop him. Now.” And across the clearing, Tatiana lifted her gaze, and saw us. Her smile was slow. Cold. She didn’t disappear. She wanted us to see. Carter turned toward us at last. His eyes weren’t entirely his anymore. They were darker. And I realized too late…