Camila Montes Novels & Stories

she instructed, and Karolina appeared moments later with a steaming cup of tea. "Hang in there, Mrs. Lucia Williams. The food will be ready in a moment," Karolina said kindly. "Thank you," Lucia smiled and turned to face George. "Darling, can I talk to you for a second?" she asked. "Sure, I’ll excuse you both," Juliana said, stepping away. George sat beside Lucia. "Honey, what’s the matter?" he asked. "My friend Camila isn’t doing well. Her family is being held captive by Rafael Marcus, and she’s going to be forced to marry him soon," Lucia said, looking worried.

“Good, I guess. I have just had a lot on my plate, especially now with Imani’s art exhibition coming up soon. I am at the forefront of all the planning…” Just then Camila walked in carrying a tray, she laid it out on the table, reached forward, and pulled Elena’s cheeks. “Less talking, more chewing. Hello, Mr. Luca.” Elena giggled. “Miss Camila,” he greeted absentmindedly. His eyes remained fixated on her, every inch of her perfect face. Her blue expressive eyes that sparkled, even more when she was happy. Her long dark hair was tied atop her head in a messy ponytail, the pout of her reddish lips when she blew on her food. He willed himself to look away and he caught the disapproving gaze of

I barked. Camila is a hot girl, 5’8, taller than most girls. She has chocolate-brown hair, pretty hazel eyes, and long, sexy legs. However, her ugly attitude and the way she takes claim over me when other girls get close is getting old. I can’t stand that sh*t. She’s not Natalie, and I won’t have her messing up my plans of getting close to her this year.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

A dominating presence which made Camila shrink in fear into the blankets in her hand. From the cub’s actions, Miranda then turned to see her mate standing by the door. “Who is she?” Damian asked straight away. “I've never seen her around your pack before. Is she one of the lotus wolves?” Miranda thought in her mind then that telling him where Camila really came from might not be such a good idea, so she decided to lie. “Yes. She is a lotus wolf,” she said. “Camila lost her mom a few days ago so I decided to take care of her.”

She snorted, crestfallen, this was just beginning, and she didn't want to go on. “You can do it Camila, it's just sex, yes, sex with a disgusting guy.” Camila spoke to herself looking at her reflection, she did it as if she knew something and in reality she didn't know anything, she was a virgin. Was it convenient for her to tell Liam that insignificant detail?

Clarissa grins politely, extending a hug to Camilla. “Nice doing business with you Alpha Camilla,” Newton affirms, extending a hand to her. Camilla shakes his hand, shaking all three Alpha's right after. Alpha Tito nods, “You will not regret this.” Camilla smiles, settling into her seat. “Of course not, I don't regret anything Alpha Tito. So play your cards right and we'll stay good.” I watch her send glaring threats with a smile as she bids them goodbye, she's a professional at this, you would think she was trained her whole life to be an Alpha when clearly, she was trained to be a luna, and what an amazing job Reina did with her.

I didn't feel like I could join in their conversations so I just watched. "Ugh. This is so annoying." Raya complained as Camila handed her back her phone. "He's ugly as fuck too. I don't know what you see in him." Camila said, and Carmen slapped her shoulders. "He's ok. And he's Canadian too. He's got an accent." Carmen giggled while Camila rolled her eyes. "Whatever, this is why I hate men." "Says the girl who's crushing on Matt from soccer." Carmen teased and Camila scoffed, but the blush in her cheeks didn't go unnoticed as she looked away.

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

Twenty years ago, Carmila Santos was raped by unknown man. She was brought up in a little mining village. when she found out she was pregnant, she was devastated, hurt and confused. She became a laughing stock, her friends cut ties with her, the village looked at her like she was carrying all the sins of the world. Her mother, Ms Maria as everyone called her, Decided to take Camilla out of that place. They found themselves at an island near the fish port. People there were really nice, so they decided to settle there.