Caitlin Christine นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I got my ass ready to leave, "If that's all you got..." "There's one other thing I'd like to discuss with you before you go." "And what's that" I dropped back down on the chair. "It's about Caitlin." "Caitiebear? If you're about to tell me some off colored shit about my daughter I know that you're lying, my kid..." "No-no, it's nothing like that. Did you know that your daughter is exceptionally bright? She's captain of the debate team, president of the student body and the math club and I understand she even finds time to volunteer at the children's hospital while keeping up with her studies."

Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

I paused for a while and tried to think of a question that wouldn’t sound so intrusive, “Um, can you tell me what your sister’s full name is?” “C-C-Can I t-t-trust y-y-you?” She asks with innocent eyes. “Of course.” I answered right away. “I don’t have any bad intentions to you or your sister.” She purse her lips while staring at her drawing, “C-Claire Eli-z-z-zabeth C-C-Colton.” Claire Elizabeth Colton, is this another personality or a real human being? “Can you tell me your full name, Callie?” I asked nicely.

Thanks Love, Diana .... “That’s impossible. He wouldn’t do that. I mean... a fuckin Walton? No. You’re making this up.” “I’m telling you the truth. He told me himself, Matt. He raped Daniel’s wife, Alissa and had a child with her.” Christine tries to convince Matthew as they sat for brunch the next day. She had stayed the night, full of anger and frustration in mind towards Matthew but one thing for sure, she was more focus on screwing her stepsister who had stake claim on one of the surviving bachelor in the Walton family who is her only hope of having a high end lifestyle.

The uniform was neatly folded with a black barrette on it. Her name was carved on a gold medal on the breast pocket the uniform and it read "Anna Lu : 18th Head Chief Of The Barettes. Anna looked at her name with pride. She started off as a girl from a village who ended up on a wheel chair and now she was here. The 18th head cheif of the Eve's Barettes! She had amazing and unique women under her. She collected the uniform with trembling hands and she really couldn't hide her emotions anymore as her tears fell freely.

Consuelo spread out the files — old, new, some so faded I could barely read the type. “There’s a sister,” she said. “Tara’s. Name’s Christine. She was fifteen when Tara got pregnant. She vanished a year later. We thought she’d gone overseas — her name came up in a foster program that shipped kids to Canada.” “And?” “She never stayed in Canada. She fell off the grid. But now…” She tapped the table. “She resurfaced last year. Visa flagged her — she’s back in town. She hasn’t contacted Lucian because she doesn’t know. But someone else might tell her.”

Her head pounded. "Stop!" Her forehead cracked against the side of the coffin in her struggles. "If you hurt me, I can't help you." She raised her head to meet those black eyes. "Do you understand? I'm all you've got." She forced herself to hold that black gaze. Fire. Ice. He had the most frightening eyes she had ever encountered. "My name is Caitlin. I'm a doctor." She repeated it in several languages, but gave up when his eyes continued to burn at her. He seemed to have no mercy in him. Not soulless. An animal. Trapped. Hurt. Confused. A predator dangerous beyond belief, reduced to a helpless shell.

She seemed like she wasn't interested in whatever was going on. "Hi." Juliet smiles out. "Juliet meet Madison and Alison!" Christopher introduces. "I think I might get confused!" Juliet laughs. "You won't." The friendly one says. "She has lighter skin and a very tiny voice! I'm Alison by the way." She says. "Nice meeting you Alison." Juliet smile, she turns to Madison who just nods at her. She mouths hi. All this while Ana and Trisha stood at like third parties. "Where is Alexs?" Christopher asks with a calm smile.

responded the lady. "hello. I'm Angela smith. nice to meet you?" started I. "oh God. daddy." responded she. "just let her in honey. you don't want Beth to find her standing at the door." "sure... sorry miss smith. my name is um... Jennifer miller. please come in."

Everything had happened so fast, I was shocked when she contacted me and asked for us to meet in person, I always thought Clair was a man, turns out he's a she and she's been in my life since I could remember. It was a pity no one really knows who she is, I had the chance to meet her personally a while back, everything just takes time, she was a generous yet painful woman, she can take you whole life and leave you with nothing, in the end you'll still be wondering how she did it. "So, Camila Brinx is dead, what's next?" I ask Clair, she chuckles softly, turning her feline eyes up at me. I keep forgetting she's a real person, the way she just turns her eyes up at you and smiles, it was like s