Buttons Coraline Novels & Stories

the woman held out her pinky finger and Zanicus laughed before curling his own pinky finger into hers. “Pinky promise,” he smiled, and the calmness of his expression was noticeably different. He was happy, and I could feel that the magic flowing in his veins was pure. Not black, like it feels back in that dark room. I continued to watch them go about their day, and they continued to ignore me like I was never there. I learned that the woman’s name was Coraline, or Cora in short. I watched them laugh, kiss, and talk as if they had the world all to themselves. Their eyes beaming with joy as they enjoyed each other’s presence. Suddenly, I remembered Hunter and my heart ached as I longed for my

“Alright. Oh wait, do the party has any theme?” “Just the masks, that's all. We will get them at the cruise itself so you just doll up, okay?” “Got it.” After talking some more, they hang up. Coral needs something like that. She is stressed and maybe a party will calm her nerves. She gets down from the bed and goes to her closet. Her big closet room is filled with thousands of dresses of all kinds, shoes, and accessories as well. For the party, she needs someone sexy and glamorous. Her eyes wander to the clothes hung with the help of hangers-on on the railings. It stops on something she thinks will be good and takes it out. It's a champagne-colored sequin dress with a low back adorned with r

“You’re Coral Scott?” “Yes, I’m proud of my name!” Coral put on a bold facade and looked back at Sebastian. “I am Carol Scott, a well-known and influential person here in this small county town. I’m just teaching my cousin a lesson here, so this is a family matter! Seeing as you’re an outsider, it’s best if you don’t cause trouble here! Let go of my cousin this instant!” When she heard this, Sabrina, who was enveloped in Sebastian’s embrace, found it to be extremely ironic.

The hair on my arms rose, and a chill crept up my spine. Gavin noticed and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his side as we walked up the front steps and towards the front door. The door opened before we reached it fully, and we both froze in our steps. Coraline Blackwell didn’t step out of the house. Her small frame filled the doorway like a shadow that decided to solidify. She looked older than she was, but according to Selene, Cora was Zachary’s little sister. She had her silver hair pulled back, sharp cheekbones, and deep-set eyes that looked as if they saw straight through me. But nothing about her felt fragile. If anything, she radiated authority.

she should have listened to her feeling and followed her to the tombs. "What the fuck are you talking about right now! Are you out of your damn mind" Hazel snapped completely... her blood was boiling through her veins and her eyes was filled with anger as her hair started to become fiery red... but coraline seemed completely unfazed and instead she simply... coraline flicked her fingers and a smile appeared on her face as she stared at Hazel and the reaction on her face, it was amusing.... Hazel froze and she couldn't move... she couldn't freaking move... why couldn't she move her body... what was happening!

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

An alpha's daughter, prussed up like a prize bull and married off to some other alpha. What a farce! My mother tapped my shoulder on my other side and said. "Elaine, won't you eat something? You haven't eaten since the feast started." I turned to her. "Maybe tell your kitchen helps to prepare something next time. This steak is so terrible I only had one bite." She opened her mouth to answer me, and that was when it happened. The warning I'd missed, the night that changed my life forever. Instead of words, blood poured out of her mouth in a ghastly torrent. Her hand was still on my shoulder, and her nails were digging into the bare skin on my shoulder, as though trying to give me a silent mes