Callie And Marie Novels & Stories

They had already obtained their marriage certificate, so the wedding was only a matter of time. Calista woke up late the next day. She was too tired from the night before and had missed her alarm. When she got up, the spot next to her was already empty. She got out of bed in a hurry, washed up, and drove to the museum. Despite rushing, she was still late. Kenneth was cleaning her work desk when she arrived. He smiled at her and said, "Callie, Mr. Beaumont has asked you to see him in his office. Why are you late today?"

Kara declared “I'm not going anywhere, her smile gone. We have some unresolved business Aaron and I.” “No, you're overly optimistic,” Marie said. Slowly, Kara turned to face Marie once more. “You think you are very calm. So indestructible. Sweetheart, you're standing on sand. The entire situation would collapse if I blew.” Marie gave a small smile. “Then strike. Aim.” “You're unaware of what he and I discussed.” “I am aware of what we now have. That’s what counts. “ Kara's eyes widened. “You are in my residence. Aaron owns this house,” Marie said calmly. “And I am his wife.”

Terran was half dragging Marie away as she screamed back at her, “He never wanted to be a dad, he would have killed her… he would have FUCKING KILLED YOU BOTH!” The pain, the disbelief, and the emotions that poured from Marie were enough to hold my attention. My focus has been on Dahlia and Nora so much that I missed a threat against Marie, that I missed her being drugged. Marie's voice cracked as she yelled her last sentence, and it pulled at me to take care of her, but she had a mate.

Arranged everything neatly, like nothing had happened. Only then did the person come to meet Callie. Hands gripped her shoulders, pulling her up slightly. Callie forced her eyes open, fighting against the weight of unconsciousness pressing down on her. Mara came into view. The maid's face was calm and expressionless. None of the deference from earlier. None of the shy, downcast eyes. She looked at Callie like she was examining an insect. Callie wanted to ask her to send for help, wanted to beg her to call for Damon or the healers or anyone. But then an odd feeling crept over her, cold and terrible.

"Yes, me. So, help me get out of these sticky jeans so we can eat. Fair enough?" "Hmmm, yes, fair enough, Luv." Marie reached up and undid the top button and unzipped her jeans. She grabbed her pockets while Elena pushed on the waistband and she wiggled her hips sliding them down. Marie slid herself off Elena's lap with the jeans in her hands. She pulled Elena's legs out and held her bare feet in her hands. She smiled up to Elena and kissed them, nibbling on her toes. Elena switched back and forth, kissing her way up her feet, past her ankles, up her calves, and up to her knees.

(Mariah Personal assistant) In the middle of Mariah and Tanya conversation, Maria Personal Assistant comes into the room and informed of the urgent call. “Thank you for telling me…I will answer the call now…”. (Mariah Mills) “What happened?…didn’t Chairwoman Catherine usually call you through your private phone?..why the hassle…?..”. (Director Tanya Kate)

Authors POV Callie's entrance into the room caused a murmured wave of surprise to wash over the gathering. She carried herself with a certain grace and confidence that immediately demanded attention. Her eyes, an intriguing blend of determination and mystery, scanned the room before landing briefly on Hudson. She offered a slight nod, her professional demeanor firmly in place. "Good morning, everyone," Callie greeted, her voice carrying a hint of authority. "Thank you all for being here. I am grateful for the opportunity to work on this project that was so close to my parents' hearts."

I can't imagine meeting him in school, and I couldn't imagine how every girl in the school was going to react. Gio and Bianca excuse themselves to go home, and I promise Bianca to visit her soon to discuss about the baby's name and help her to do the baby shopping. I remember how it was when Gio and Bianca got married. Their faces were everywhere on magazines and tabloids. Their wedding was like a wedding dream. It was beautiful and full of love. I wish I could marry someone that I love one day. The man that can protect me, and understand me. **

But before she could even press the pause button, Marie walked into the room, a smug look on her face. "Hey, guys," she said, dropping onto the couch beside Elena. "What's going on?" Elena felt a surge of annoyance, but she tried to keep her cool. "We're just watching a movie," she said, forcing a smile. Marie's eyes lit up. "Oh, cool! What movie?" Nolan returned to the room, looking less than thrilled. "Marie, we're kind of in the middle of something," he said, trying to hint that she should leave.

she said after a while. Without knowing how much time had passed, Callie's face gradually regained its color. She stared at Caleb, speaking with firm determination, "Regardless of his success or downfall in Ol' Mare, even if he ends up on the streets or becomes wicked, I will still marry him. No one can stop me, not even you!" Having said that, she stood up, bowed slightly to Caleb, and turned to leave. "The Xanthos family..." Watching Callie's retreating figure, Caleb's gaze gradually became solemn.