Camellia Garden Doll Novels & Stories

I never find any occasion to wear it. I got down from my bed and took the gown from her hand and went to washroom for changing. I changed my dress and wore the gown. It has a small V cut neckline with half sleeves. The gown is really beautiful. I came out from washroom and seeing me Ruhi's mouth is now wide opened. She clapped her hands a few times and said," oh my God di!! You are looking like a Barbie Doll! I just rolled my eyes and said sarcastically, " stop pampering me. Just tell me I am looking ok or not"

She stares wide-eyed at the Queen who just emerged from the inner chamber. Yuelan’s notes the guilty look on her servant’s face and decides to mess with her. She heard what the servant said about the doll. Not necessarily true. The doll is just someone she is using to distract herself from her horrid marriage, but she can’t have her personal servant spewing nonsenses. The girl needs to learn to keep her mouth shut. “Who am I obsessed with?” She questions in a calm tone like she is having a conversation about the weather with servant. While she waits for the servant to answer her question, she strides to set table and takes a sit. Suddenly she feels very farmish.

Chapter 4 The Fidell's estate was located at South Esturnburg, a short distance from ours. I was marvelled at the vast expanse of their semi detached duplex when my dad and I drove in. The exterior was decorated with tulips, the lavender and purple hibiscus. A beautiful sight to behold. A middle - aged woman welcomed me in after I had knocked a few seconds. She was John Fidell's wife, Fiona Fidell, a beautiful gap toothed woman who stood a few inches taller than me.

She interwined her hands and gave Dindi a pleading look. Dindi just sighed. "All right ma'am. I'll be going back to the mansion, now. But make sure ma'am that after this, you will go to the hut right away, okay?" "Yes. I promise." Smiling wholeheartedly , Amber walked along the garden. Bougainvilla bonsai are full of flowers. There are daisies too. There are red pink, yellow, white and orange. There are also dahlia, roses and a variety of flowering plants. The garden is obviously well taken care of because it is well landscaped. No single wild grass can be observed.

Isabella's POV He didn't stop after that night. First, it was pictures of our intimate moments. Then the texts started. Demands for me to come back. This morning, a velvet box was waiting outside my studio. Inside were the lace panties I’d left at his penthouse. The card had his arrogant scrawl: "Waiting for you to come home." I shoved them into the incinerator and watched the lace turn to ash. I spend my days and nights in my studio, restoring paintings.

Camilla's eyes fixed on her reflection in the dressing mirror, carefully studying the green moss diamond dress that Lauren had sent her for Maria Clint's birthday party in Paris. The dress sparkled under the light, adding a touch of elegance to the occasion. Her fingers traced the intricate diamond patterns as a smile formed on her lips, "It's perfect... let the girls know they did an amazing job." Camilla spoke to Lauren through the video call, glancing at her phone perched securely on the mirror's corner ledge.

Mia's POV I looked at the flowers that had been delivered. White gardenias mixed with deep purple irises, wrapped in kraft paper with a simple silk ribbon. Not the typical roses or lilies that most men defaulted to. "No card?" I asked Camille, who was hovering in my doorway with obvious curiosity. "None that I could find," she said, stepping closer to examine the arrangement. "But they're gorgeous. Very sophisticated choice." I lifted the bouquet, breathing in the sweet. The smell transported me to the summer evenings, honeysuckle climbing over garden walls.

Camellia tugged gently on the hand of the woman in front of her. Tessa just followed her grandmother in front of her with excitement. It was the first time she had seen a black rose placed in a glass cabinet that looked very special. No wonder she hadn't found a black rose among the other flowers. "She was put in a special place." Camellia turned her head and looked again at the face of the woman, who was so similar to Sophia that even the shape of the eyes was so similar to her son Peter. "It must be very precious." Tessa liked the rose, but she probably wouldn't be able to get it.

I tried to console him, “Hey, hey. Calm down, okay? It’s alright. We can always go back to the temple and get you another one.” “No! The doll and I are connected! I can feel what happens to it!” “Connected?” I cleared my throat, “Just because you’re handsome doesn’t mean I’ll believe everything that comes out of your mouth, dude.” “No! You don’t get it! I can actually feel everything that’s done to the doll!” I smiled and calmed myself before replying, “I told you the doll was weird, didn’t I? So, what happened to it?” “I gave it away. I gave it to one of the more handsome ones when we were at the park yesterday.”

Daniel's boss, George Harrison, lived in a huge mansion. Daniel gently knocked on the door. "Mr. Harrison, I brought you a toy." George opened the door and warmly invited Daniel inside. Daniel placed the box in the middle of the living area and opened it. There I was, lying in a thin nurse outfit. The soft fabric hinted at my figure, and flowers were arranged around me, making the whole scene look strangely beautiful. "This is the newest technology from Jippongo. You've got to try the mouth. The tongue wraps around you like a snake. I guarantee you'll have a great time," Daniel introduced.