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

"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.

sobbing violently , Cici cried . " I'm fine , Cici . And what do you mean throw you out , you need to be my maid until you die ! I'm not letting you go ,understand ?" said Chelsea as she glared at her stupid maid , she was the only loyal subject , she had without Cici what will happen to her ? " Chelsea is right , Cici , you aren't going anywhere , now please fetch yourself a cup of warm chocolate, I think you are in need of that " said Lord Kaisen.

Jason's POV "Yes, that's right. Thank you." I placed the telephone back in its place on the table and looked up in surprise when the doors to my office suddenly opened and Chase strolled in. I leaned back in my seat and smiled at him. "Congratulations for closing that deal with Jaliyah Keng. Not only is she hot, she sure knows how to do business." Chase exclaimed in excitement. "That's the type of woman we should spend our time with, Chase. Models, female escorts and pretty girls from the club can only give you pleasure but money." He playfully glares back at me.

Realizing that she was not going to speak up, Thalia took it upon herself to do the introduction for her as she said, "Her name is Chelsea and she is one of the most successful and beautiful young ladies in town. Louis extended his hand to Chelsea as he let out a smile on his lips, keeping his eyes on her skin and putting on a friendly face but Chelsea who was not in a mood for all that, still maintained her silence and ignored his hand.

Same thing. Just the flat sound of her voicemail message. “Fuck,” he muttered, tossing the oil-soaked rag aside. It landed with a soft splat on the concrete floor. He scrolled through his contacts. Found Chloe’s number—Lila’s closest friend. One ring. Two. Then—click. The line connected. “H-hello?” Chloe’s voice was thin. Too high. “Chloe. Where’s Lila?” Jax kept his voice even. Controlled. But a tremor of ice was starting to spread through him.

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.