Call Chica Novels & Stories

Third person's POV “Who are you?” Chantel asked flatly. “My name is Livia, I’m a model and social media influencer,” Livia said quickly, her voice carrying more confidence this time. “I’ve worked with several luxury brands online.” Lilac hummed lightly while looking her over. “You do look familiar,” she admitted casually. The slight acknowledgment made relief flicker briefly through Livia’s chest. "You must have seen me online. I have a huge social media presence" she said, wanting to impress them.

I was equal parts intrigued and scared when Lucy appeared at our table to take our order. “Regulars, guys?” Lucy asked. Lya looked up from her menu, having not established a regular order yet. “Lucy, hi,” she said warmly. Lucy looked up, the shock apparent on her face. “Uh… Hi, Luna.” “I did have a question for you, do you have time?” Her coy smile made me want to melt into my seat. Lucy nodded, looking like she felt the same. “What are your opinions of our Moon Goddess?” “The Moon Goddess?” Lucy asked.

AUTHOR’S POV. The moment she violently through the heavy glass doors of the massive lecture hall, Sienna instantly adjusted her expensive designer tote bag on her shoulder. Slipping on a pair of oversized Prada sunglasses to block out the blinding midday LA sun, she merged into the crowded campus walkways, swarming with bustling students. Checking her glowing phone screen, she frowned deeply. Luca had blatantly left her last three text messages sitting casually on 'Read' for over an hour. Running rapidly up the concrete campus steps, Chloe—the girl in the sheer mesh dress from the championship frat party—waved frantically toward her. She was currently holding two massive iced matchas, lookin

She wrapped the apron around her waist and began to grab all the pots and pans hidden behind the cabinets. These past few days, she had already understood his preferences. He was the type of person who liked spicy and flavorful meals. Every dish must have a tinge of chili in them, and he absolutely hated anything bland or light. Once the two of them finished their meals, they returned to their respective rooms. Ellena took a bath before lying on her bed. She quickly dialed Chloe's number and placed her on video call. "Hey!" Chloe answered almost immediately. While Ellena was dressed in her pajamas, Chloe was dressed in ancient garments. She was standing on top of what seemed to be a pavilion

On the way, Chelsa received a call. She takes out her phone to see an unknown number calling her. She takes a place near the lift and waits for it. Picking up the call she answered, “Hello?”. “Good day miss Chelsa,” a cheerful voice said through the call. “Who?” she raised suspicion as she doesn’t recognize that voice. “I don’t know you. Who are you? And why are you calling me?”. “Cause I need a favor from you. Can you do a tiny weeny task for some thousand dollars?”.

"Uh, oh… sorry about that. I didn't realize that you had a mate. And it’s Nix, that’s unbelievable. Sorry and congratulations to both of you." I accepted his apology. "No worries. No harm done." The girl shook her head at his denseness. "I'm Chloe, and this is Greg and Soren." Greg shook my hand. "If you didn't pick it up, Chloe is my mate." I said, "Yes, I noticed." I tilted my head as I examined Soren. "And your mate is Cassie from the library, right? I met her earlier today, she seems nice." Soren shook his head. "No, I haven't met my mate yet."

Make the girl rub her forehead. Drrtt ... drtt ... drttt .. Cheryl's cell phone vibrated. The girl quickly grabbed her cellphone, and a smile broke out. The One: Hello there. Cherylalala: Hey, Cheryl's speaking. Who's there. The One: prince on horseback. Cherylalala: I'm a cat. The One: since when do cats have babies? Cats have lust. Cherylalala: You're perverted 😌😌. The One: Male brain was created by thinking about sex every second.

"Start making bets. Who do you think will win? My mate or Peter? If you think it's Luna Charlotte come and stand by my side if you think it will be Peter go stand on the opposite side." I saw all the men going to the opposite side and the girls all walking to my side. Stella came straight to my side. She looked up at me and smirked, "Girl power, I guess," she whispered in my ear. Was she trying to get herself killed? She knows what happened a few weeks ago but she is still talking to me. "I want to talk to you." "Stella I suggest you get away from me before you get killed." She just smiled without doing or saying anything."Hey Damon!," I hear Charlotte calling me. "If I win what do I get?"

Chloe. Calling.

She stepped to the side, leaning against the cold marble wall. "Well, well... isn't this our city's 'First Socialite'?" A shrill, mocking voice echoed down the hall. Chloe looked up. The woman speaking looked familiar, but Chloe couldn't place the name. However, she recognized the woman standing next to her instantly: Giselle Zhao. Giselle was the only woman in the city who could truly rival Chloe. She was the "Perfect Rival"—beautiful, brilliant, and known for her extensive charity work. Her reputation was spotless.