Novel & Cerita Camren Fanfiction

Camilla's POV I took a long shower, allowing the warm water to hit my whole body, soaking my sensitive part. I was afraid of touching myself down there. After I was done, I dried myself and walked to my closet. I wore a hoodie and bum shot before arranging my bed, my eyes landed on Max as I recall what happened. Diving into my bed, I got comfortable before searching for my phone. I found it under the bed and I saw a ton of missed calls from Mom. I called back but she wasn't picking so I kept it closer to know when she called again.

in my dreams, cam looks at me the same way `\_(•~•)_/` @taylorscissorsiykwim yeahhh, but nt 1ce was camille spotted with her??? how can we make assumptions that the mystery girl is camille's friend?? @camerontaygirl WHAT IF THE MYSTERY GIRL IS CAMILLE'S LOVER AND CAMILLE IS A CLOSETED GAY AND CAMERON IS JUST LOOKING OUT FOR HIS SISTER AND GETTING ACQUAINTED WITH HIS SISTER'S LOVER??

Heath teased, for the painting would have to resume, instead of the hoped-for sex. As anticipated, Cameron play-sulked. “So close, and yet, also so far. But I am starving, so I won’t complain if they’ve brought food. I’ll happily sate one hunger and then the other,” he winked suggestively at Aislen. “Maybe later, when we’re finished with the painting, we’ll go for a swim and fuck on the balcony like old times…” His enthusiasm died as he registered the expression on her face. “Fuck it,” he winced. “That’s not going to happen, is it?”

“So, you’re sort of drinking down the gay, in a way. You’ll have to tell me if you start fancying blokes and then we’ll know for sure that the gay is catching.” Aislen snorted her laughter. “And there’s the Cameron I knew in high school,” she reached out and ruffled Cameron’s hair. “Don’t mind him, Cam. He’s in pain and frightened so he’s speaking with his little brain and not his big one. He doesn’t really mean it.”

He was shaking his leg, and his hands were turning clammy as he entwined them. “Really? Congratulations? Who is she? Where is she? Did you show her to your room?” Xavier got excited and could actually feel the happiness he felt for his friend in his tone. Cameron was Xavier's closest buddy before being the beta of this pack. And here he was genuinely happy for his friend for finally finding his mate. If only he knew, Cameron's mate was his half sister. Someone he would never accept to be a part of this pack. “I didn't actually show her to my room.” Cameron sighed in disappointment. He looked down at his feet, fumbling over what to say next.

Cameron said with a smile, twinkling slightly and creating gestures that can't be comprehended at all. Even if she was acting all silly and like an idiot that can't be taught even if she was tortured to death, Noah just find it very cute in his eyes, that he can't help but to curl up the corner of his lips while looking at Cameron in front of him, his eyes softening bit by bit, until Cameron stepped backward once again, thinking that the gaze that the older man, dopple ganger of her fiancee.... was too gentle and soft that she can't bear on looking at it directly, since she always thought that it was her fiancee looking at her with those gentle and soft eyes(even if it was really her fiancee

Cameron stopped talking when he saw the look oh hurt on Morana’s face. She held a sour face as the thought of her mate being with another did things to her heart, ‘could that have been what he was doing when I was in the hospital’ she thought. "Please don't tell him I said that." Cameron pleaded with Morana "I could smell the females on him when he got to the hospital anyway, his ways are not new to me" she said and yawned, stretching her arms out.

Back then, he sounded like if I didn’t accept his kind gesture, the thought that it was his fault that I landed here would eat him up and I couldn’t let that happen to him, considering it’s false. It was Cain’s. I guess I should be filled with gratitude that Cameron hasn’t once asked me why I kept saying it wasn’t his fault. And also the fact that our date happened to be at night. My throat creases, I feel my mouth go dry. Cameron and Cain were pals in high school, if there was even the slightest chance that he saw Cain’s face and remembered. . . Then I’d be doomed.

What did she mean by the Demon in the dark hole? Cameron brought my attention back to him. "Cyrene touched you and had that vision?" I nodded, and he seemed to fall into a suffocating silence. "I'm scared Cam. I have a bad feeling" I was honest. I felt even worse than when Rowena had threatened me.

“I do not know if he will completely give up on me, or if his interest in me will change.” “He shall never lay hands upon you again.” As he spoke, his fingers surged more firmly inside her, pushing to the barrier of her innocence. “I could just take it this way, if you prefer?” He sounded like it pained him to make the offer. Brenna opened her eyes again to look at Cameron, who seemed strained in his need for self-control. “I suppose you could, but that is not my wish, Cameron. I want you to be my first lover. You have no idea how much I hate the gift of Sight.” There was no artifice in that, for she hated it being turned into a weapon.