Camé Novels & Stories

I looked at the box with a furrowed brow and looked at Sean. “Open it!” he ordered. I sat on the edge of the bed while he was standing before me. I opened the box lid, and my eyes widened: a black camera that looked elegant and undoubtedly expensive. I know little about camera types, but this is a good item. Sean then sat beside me when I took the thing out of the box. It was a travelling camera. “This is the Sony DSC-RX100 V, perfect for traveling.” Then he taught me how to use it; it was pretty easy. I rushed to the balcony and aimed at the view of the Mediterranean Sea; the result was terrific.

“We will be on camera very soon. Let’s do a good job, as always.” He sighed, “Can I clean my lips?” “No, you can’t,” I replied readily. “Let’s go.” I led the way outside. Kyrian stayed back at first but he caught up to me later. The camera turned towards us almost immediately and I smiled nervously… the kind of smile you have when you’re feeling guilty about something. I sighted Hori from afar but today, she didn’t call me over. She was staring at Kyrian and I as if we had something stuck on our faces.

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.

Check. He... Wait! Noah looked over at Cameron on her school uniform with shocked eyes. Cameron who was looked at by such fiery(shock to be exact, Cameron was just being delulu now) gaze flushes her cheeks more, that she would be described as a steamed tomato by the passerby looking at her, expecially kids that have no filter on their mouth, Cameron took a deep breath as tried on calming herself as she asked the stranger in front of her calmy, but failed to do so as she found herself stammering at questioning the stranger in front of her what was wrong, "Is there something wrong in your end? Do you need any lending hand?"

This shit is called tracker. Everyone looks down to check their collar, which has a red light where it slowly blinks. "Once we escape, the host will be able to catch us because of this." "Then what shall we do?" A tall woman asked. Her name is Humero Lozano, and she is one of the popular models in the Crite State Area. "I mean, we still have a way to escape, right?" "There's also another problem." Clyde McCoy, a blonde-haired man, joins in. He's currently the manager of the Crite State Bank. "I saw tons of security cameras all over the place. The only place that does not have a security camera is this house. "

Perfect, let’s see what I can get out of this. Camille excused herself from her new dance companion, an elderly man with a perverted smile and manoeuvred around the people and tables, subtly making her way out into the open space harbouring a wonderful rose garden. With cautious steps she walked along the pathway that led to a central fountain, where both Miranda and Davien were seated from close to each other. Hiding behind the bushes, she took her phone out of her bra and got her camera ready.

Perhaps that is the name or number assigned to that CCTV camera. A few more moments passed and Andrei felt impatient. “Oh, what’s in this video? We've been watching bu—CUNTMUFFIN!!” he cussed loudly as someone suddenly appeared in the hotel's hallway.

Sebastien started to quietly gather us and ordered us to go towards the waist-high grass as fast as we can. We slowly walked towards it. My heart thumped against my chest that it started to ache. Adrenaline rushed all over my body, we were all on full alert. We were careful not to wale anyone up and also wary of ever anyone saw us. Petra carried Celeste while Ezekiel carried Desmond while Sebastien was in the front of the group leading the way. Sophie and I were beside each other as we carefully entered the vast space of grass.

No one paid attention to Nerissa who was writhing in pain on the floor. Cade leveled Cameron a cold, condescending stare. His brows were knitted into a frown. His expression all but said that trusting an animal was more favorable than trusting her. "Put that bottle down." Cameron jerked her chin to signal for him to look at the television screen. Projected on the screen were photos of her and the man she was threatening with the wine bottle in bed together. Each one was scandalous enough to get them in serious trouble with the law if they were caught.

"Anything else?" "Her parents arrived in California some days ago, meanwhile look at the goddamned photos, Philip." Gabriel said and hung up. Philip scrolled to the place where Gabriel must have sent the photos and after just one look at the photo, he allowed his phone to drop on the floor.