Camille Roberts Novels & Stories

Cassie sat in Nathan's chambers by the fire nervous about the fact Robert actually going to her room. Robert excused himself and went upstairs Nathan and his buddies had left. When he got to the third floor he stood outside Cassie's door and listened. He heard nothing. He check the hallway there was no one around. Robert smiled as he slowly opened Cassie chamber door and slipped inside. Robert stood there watching Cassie sleep. He pulled out the white rag he had in his pocket he would use to stop her from screaming. He released himself from his trousers getting excited just seeing her laying there. He moved over to the bed. His breathing heavy with excitement.

Speaking of Creed he walked into my office with some flowers and muffins in his hands. “ What is all that?” I questioned raising an eyebrow “ well the muffins are from the Willow family and the flowers are from Mrs. Rose.” He shrugged placing them on my desk “ Mrs. Rose? As in the one that runs the flower shop? What for?” I sigh sniffing them “ They are for Madam Charlotte.Oh and this isn’t even all of it. The whole pack has put together little gifts for her in hopes of her feeling better.” He shrugged “ DELiVERY!” Ryan yelled bringing in a basket of cards with cookies

They were all going through their own problems and couldn't even console the other. “Any news?” Cameron asked Robert for the umpteenth time today. Contrary to what he let people know, Robert was good at hacking too. He never really did it until it was extremely necessary. Though, he had pretended not to like Claire and her always pestering him, he couldn't deny that she had gotten under his skin and he cared for her too. She was the only one who gave two fucks about him in this pack and now she was gone.

A masculine voice echoed from the other side of the line. Camille's brows furrowed. "Yes, this is her," she said curtly. "Who is this?" "This is Gabriel Christophe, the Prime Minister." Instantly, Camille pulled herself into a sitting position, her voice changing from its usual nonchalance to total reverence. "Oh! My apologies, sir. I had no idea it was you. Good morning to you, sir." Gabriel's soft chuckle hummed through her ear as he responded lightheartedly. "Good morning to you too, Camille. How have you been? We barely see you around these days."

“The photos were sent anonymously to the press, but the IP address links back to Camille.” The name sliced through me like a blade, and I froze. Camille. "That's not possible,” I said, but even as I said it, it sounded empty. "Mr. Roman, I verified everything twice. The connection is clear.” I let out an irritated laugh. “Of course, it’s her.” Camille had always been a master manipulator, playing her cards with precision and poise. She had once been an ally, a partner in ambition. But ambition unchecked can turn to poison, and she had drunk deeply.

Everyone was shocked, especially Veronica. Her mouth was agape, and she forgot to maintain her usual nobility! How could this be possible? Did she hear it wrong?! Amelia, who was only twenty-four this year, right? Camille was four years older than her and had been in the fashion industry for ten years, often participating in Paris Fashion Week and winning many international awards. How could Amelia, a rural caregiver, be Camille’s master? This joke was too big, wasn’t it?!

Camille fired at me and Ryan wasn't even offended by her words. Camille was beyond furious because she was honestly expecting him to have a change of heart after she had criticizing everyday but the fact that all of her shouting and all of her antagonizing wasn't doing anything to him but making it even more of an idiot was very upsetting for her and she could not help but pity Amelia in that moment because of the fact that, Amelia was unlucky to have Ryan as her mate.

END OF FLASHBACK He storms to his personal bar wearing nothing but briefs and towel handing on his neck " Fuck " he swears irritated that he remembers the sweet moments he had with Scarlett He pours himself a glass of whiskey ignoring the continuous ringing of his phone . ELITE MODELLING AGENCY Camilla sighs as she looks at her phone disappointed, she has been calling Liam for a while now but he is not picking up " Don't add blush " she said to the makeup artists that was retouching her makeup for another shoot Camilla is a well known and famous model in Toronto , her beauty made way for her in the modelling agency . On top of it all she is popularly known as the fiancee of the world richest

Damien thought like men the past; there was one time, he took the body of a dead soldier and let it get infected, he observed it for a month, the body stayed dead, a corpse. Robert is a tall, handsome man with a large scar on his left eye. I asked him about it he said that he got it from a tiger while he was a child, since then it stayed like a mark-making him remember it. He has green eyes and lights blond hair. In the days that I spent going back and forth, from home to different areas, praying that night won’t catch me outside, Robert was accommodating, when I went to do tests, he stayed behind, when I got back I found meals made. Everything arranged in place; he went with me sometimes wh

But remembering it at her current situation only made her feel regret and sadness. "Lia?" "Uh. His name is Damian" Amelia says as she snaps back to reality. Her head turns to the TV that was playing the news. It was about the top 10 CEOs of the year. Amelia's eyes widened as the top 1 CEO was shown. It was him, with his forest eyes that seem to be able to see through anything. It was her first. It was Damian. "Lia? What is it?" Tara asks and looks at the direction of Amelia's eyes.