Camila Alvarez Novels & Stories

"It’s her, isn't it? That pathetic little coordinator from the terrace. Selah." Xavier’s expression remained a flawless mask, but at the mention of her name, the phantom scent of vanilla and fresh rain briefly flashed through his memory, sending a sudden spike of heat through his veins. "You’re letting your insecurity make you delusional, Camila. I have work to do. Leave." "We'll see who's delusional," Camila spat. She turned on her heel and stormed out of his office, her mind twisting with a dangerous, chaotic desperation. The moment she reached the quiet isolation of her private vehicle in the underground garage, she ripped her phone from her bag. She dialed a secure, unlisted number belon

The two best friends were lost in their respective bubbles of hedonistic fun. Ariana allowed her body to move close to Rafael's. She was feeling wild and free. As the music intensified, Camila, momentarily pulling away from her conquest, grabbed Ariana’s arm. "I'm sloshed, girl. I'm going to ruin this dress. We need the car." She fumbled with her phone. This time, after a few failed attempts, the line connected. Camila spoke quickly in Spanish, then hung up, relieved. "Got him! Javier is on his way, be here in twenty minutes. Let's find somewhere to sit."

She was telling the truth, I was still lost in my thoughts when Camila spoke up. "She's just bitter that you are Theonardo's Alpha and she's not," chuckled Camila. "Sometimes I think she's honestly just waiting for Theonardo to die so that she can take over." I winced at the comment, furrowing my brows at Camila, my ears not enjoying hearing the words 'Theonardo' and 'die in the same sentence.

“And Rebecca? Ha! She has the most pitiful story here. Raped and abused by her own brother, he left her to die in an alley when Matteo found her and brought her here. He's kind, but don't mess with him or his ladies. I guess they all just don't like that you may be stealing the attention—” “Camille. Twenty years old. Retired punching bag for her father, abandoned by her mother and only brother. My father attempted to rape me at least twice a day for six years. Made responsible for his debt which… Matteo paid and saved me from. Now I have to pay him back in three years,” I said in a loud voice and gained everyone's attention. They stared at me with heavy silence and I turned to Tony and shrug

When the angel turn her head and finally revealed her face, everyone remembers her differently. Lucian remembers her as her mother, who gave birth to him and somehow was taken away from him all those decades ago. Darius remembers her as the mother of Theodora, wife of Norcia a dark creature who was a slave to Assorthan. Lucifer identified her as Mother destiny, the one he and Althea met when she was little. Althea called her as mother by mistake.

Meanwhile, Jelena Savage was facing a challenge in her office. On her desk was a letter and painted on the letter was the lifelike image of a beautiful white lily. This was the presence of Primal, the white Lily represented unblemished Al. The claim of Primal was to restore the Al race to what they originally were. It was popularly known among humans and Al that Primal had caused the Crisis but the Coalition Administration and leaders of the Human Alliance knew better.

I recognized her in the photos from Camilla's mantle, she was Alejandra, Camilla's daughter. "Hello sweetie. Is your mom her?" I asked sweetly. She smiled back at me with. She had the cutest,most adorable smile ever. "She's coming." She replied and stepped away so I could step over the threshold into the the house. Alejandra looked about 5 yrs old. That means Camilla had her when she was really young maybe 15, damn! "Hey, Tony." Camilla said walking into her living room in her exercise clothes. "Morning beautiful." I greeted her. She had warned me countless time to stop greeting her like that but after trying and trying and I never stopped, she just gave up.

Lucy said. She? “ She? Who is it Lucy?” Liam says as he tries to rack his brain. It can’t be Hailey, she wasn’t in Canada. So who? Apart from his mother and his sister, Hailey, he didn’t have much women in his life. “ It’s Emilia Peyton sir and she’s already here. Do I send her in now or later, although I doubt she’ll want to wait.” Lucy says. Liam is in shock for about ten seconds, reason being that he never imagined that Emilia would come to see him. It was still too early.

Like he was my friend but he was not and he wanted me to know that. “I am Avara Dimitri, and I was abandoned in an orphanage when I was just a child. So no, I do not who my parents are.” I answered already feeling hurt but angry. “Risorto,” He said and the air around me became tense and wild and soon I flew towards him. “Fergil!” André shouted and I closed my eyes when I could hear his voice. If this ma wanted to kill me, could they stop? “Calm down, I can’t hurt her, I’ve told you.” He answered with an eye roll, holding my jaw and dragging me closer. His eyes looked deeply into mine and swallowed when he smiled.