Novel & Cerita Camila Cabello Racist Tweets

Camila curved her mouth in to a sneer, did the women standing before her think that she was afraid of them? “I don’t care about your stupid family ladies, my father is the president of this country. “She growled, her patience was running low since she saw Bella in the event. She was capable of beating anyone who dared to cross her. She didn’t care if she was the daughter of the world president. “Ha….Ha…..Ha the ladies laughed and one of them came forward and slapped Camila hard on the face. The cakes and juice she was holding spilled on her dress leaving orange marks on it.

What about an unidentified person? We talked a little before she headed to her desk to begin her shift. After I was sure she was occupied, I let one of those stray teardrops from my eyes as I take in what happened earlier, it was really hard for me to suppress my feelings but it's not hard to fake a smile to the world. Before I continue my story, I would like you to know more about me and my wonderful best friend. My name is Camilla Jones, I am an African light-skinned girl. I am twenty-three years old. I have two siblings and have had an extreme love for ice cream ever since I was introduced at the age of two.

“Get the hell out of here! I don’t care about what’s happening to you! I don’t care about death coming to you! I don’t care about anything! You shouldn’t have come to me! I was fine until you appeared. Why don’t you run to Ace’s arms? I stole from him what was meant to be his! He paid me back in his own coin! What else should I wait? I paid my debt!” “I hope you don’t regret your words later because you should know I’m not getting back to my grandfather’s. No matter what I won’t! I prefer to die to get back to him!” Camilla took her bag and went out. As soon as she was out of the company, she wiped away her false tears with the back of her hand. Now she was mad as hell. It’d not been as easy

“Welcome to the inner circle, Serena. We’re a pack of hot-headed wolves and women who are significantly more dangerous than we are.” Serena laughed, the sound bright and unburdened. “I thought you all held your ground beautifully.” I coughed, shooting a warning look at my family. “I didn't do anything worth mentioning.” “He’s lying,” Freya countered, grinning. “They just took extreme offense when Camila Rios suggested they shouldn't get too attached to you, because you’d be ‘returning to the Graves territory’ soon.” Serena groaned, rubbing her temples. “Can they not just go extinct?”

“You wouldn’t walk into my hands unless Rafael had already turned on you.” Camilla tore her gaze away from Aria. Her gaze held the ground, as she swallowed. “I ran.” She started. “He ordered for his men to kill my baby as soon as I gave birth.” Aria's brows arched in confusion, “why would Rafael want to kill his own child? You seriously need to lie better.” Camilla’s gaze snapped towards Aria, her nose flared slightly. “He doesn't want a girl child.” She said in between her teeth.

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.

Her blonde hair cascaded over one shoulder, her designer dress hugged her at the right places, and everything about her was polished and poised. “Camilla.” My voice cracked. “What are you doing? Please delete that!” She clicked her tongue lazily, examining her phone screen with theatrical interest. “Holier-than-thou Rhea, fucking her brothers.” She looked up, eyes glinting with malicious joy. “This will make a great headline for my blog… Wait until everyone sees this.” Ice flooded my veins. “Please, Camilla, it’s not what you think. Delete it. Please.”

I say quietly and start to remove her hand from my face but she violently grabs my chin before I can get away from her. "You are pathetic and sick in the head. Your little friends won't tell this but I will, you can starve yourself and get pretty and skinny and whatever twisted version of beautiful you have in your little head, but you will always be ugly on the inside cause you are empty and I'm not just talking about your stomach." I have known that Camila hates me and that she's very cruel but this is just too much, even for her. "Don't cry," she finally let's go of me. "It's not like I told you something you didn't already know."

I said yes and no but i trust them they comment alot , its not Toby and raggedy Anns we are okay. So Many of Carmen's fans knew there was war with me and other fanpages of Carmen's. They seen the hate and slander online. Everyone with eyes could see "Luna thinks she so special " " Luna is so BOSSY and UNGRATEFUL " . We have no clear answer if Carmen herself has seen it . Everyday it has been a struggle. Apparently I hate myself, I hate hispanics , I brag about everything i do for Carmen. My friends know bragging isnt me. Hating hispanics is wild