Camila Books Novels & Stories

“I see.” He replies, receiving another chuckle. “You need the tour more than I do, so let’s go.” There’s another tour guide for all students, but I’ll fill in for him today. **** CAL-U is fascinating. The faculties look like they were just built even though the school is decades old. “So, Camilla, what are you majoring in?” Jimmy asks. We’re almost done circling. “Psychology. Science.” I clarify. “So, are you already trying to profile me?”

Vivianna didn’t force her, she picked Emilia up gently and held her tight to her chest They stood like that for a while, mother and daughter in a quiet kitchen, surrounded by untouched food and the smell of strawberries Later that morning after Emilia had left with her nanny, Vivianna stayed in the kitchen, she stood by the sink, staring out at the garden but not really seeing it. She heard the quiet sound of heels against the marble floor. Turning around, she saw Camila enter the room, silent as always, precise and unreadable. She'd been expecting her Camila didn’t say hello, she placed a plain white envelope and a small USB drive on the counter “Good day, ma'am ” Camila said curtly. “That

she announced with a bow "Tell her I will be with her shortly," Camila replied "Yes Ms Camila," she acknowledged and left. Camila got up to leave after excusing herself but Mrs Garcia took the small book from her before she left the balcony. "Now we can do that adult talk," Mrs Carter said "Don't give her that book and let's keep her out of all plans that are to the extreme," she added "We will not give each other up. She is young and in the heat of the situation she may spill," she pointed out

Mom quickly interrupted, her face instantly filled with a mix of curiosity and mounting suspicion. Adriana exhaled softly. She looked at Mom with teary eyes, radiating the resignation of a victim. “Auntie, when you and Uncle weren’t home, Camila did a lot of really disgusting things to me. Not only did she pour coffee on me, she even stole my precious necklace yesterday at the photo shoot, Auntie! In fact, two nights ago, when Javier came home completely drunk, Camila deliberately locked him in his own room. If Uncle and Aunt don’t believe me, feel free to ask the servants in this house directly. They saw everything!”

Probably Madam Camila brought these books for the orphan kids. From afternoon, it was night, time flew fast. Micaela almost forgot to check the time and being a story lover, she almost read four books which were not so big in size. Yawning she closed the last book when the door ajar and her head turns at the door. Adan saunters in and she straighten in her seat. As soon as his eyes met her, he let out a warm smile. As always, she was nervous to find him in the library yet she returned him a soft smile making his heart to flutter in joy.

“Camila was never a wolf to begin with; that much was certain. I tested some samples of skin she’d shed in her bedroom, and I found out that she’d hatched from an egg.” “An egg?” “Yes, sire, an egg. Camila is a sly cub.”

He shrugged. "How can you say it's a lie, Ash? That's an abomination! Don't forget that those books were written by the messengers of the gods, unless you want to be cursed for doubting them." Camila warned him harshly while pressing her index finger on his lips to shut him down. "That's not it, Camila, or you can at least ask me why I am saying this all of a sudden?" He gently removed Camila's finger from his lips and started to walk out of the library.

She had heard some gossip, thinking it might divert my attention from the suffocating weight that enveloped me. With a gentle touch, Camila shared tales of a blossoming relationship between Deangelo and Sofia, hoping to ignite a spark of interest within me. She spoke of stolen glances, whispered conversations, and the undeniable chemistry that seemed to exist between them. Camila's intentions were pure, driven by genuine concern for my well-being. Little did she know that her words struck a fragile spot deep within my wounded heart.

Just as Angelina was about to take a step, Camila's voice suddenly halted her movement. "You see, Alex has kept me in this house, right? This is just the beginning. I'm sure Alex still has me in his heart too. So you just get ready to be dumped by Alex," Camila said in a triumphant tone. "So you're really just pretending?" "Of course I am. I'm a very self-preserving person. And I don't want to get pregnant. If I get pregnant, I'll just abort it. I would rather keep my beautiful body than have to take care of a troublesome child."

Camilla sat in the front passenger seat, she wasn’t too happy about the fire, she actually likes learning school is her thing. She’s been scrolling through her phone the entire ride while Racheal and Mirabelle had one of their conversations that I can never seem to make sense of, they tried to include Camilla in it and she’d respond with her usual one word-two worded answers. I have to say Camilla scares me more than Adrian ever will because I never know what she’s thinking. She's easy to read only because she wants to be, she calculates her every action unlike the reckless hurricane Adrian is.