Candace Lamb Novels & Stories

Candace begged nervously, her voice was trembling. Lulu whimpered as an answer. "I am not." "You are not what, Lulu?" Candace reached for her hair and pushed it to the side impatiently to see her face. Lulu whimpered again as trying to open her eyes. She seemed exhausted and still didn't make a move. Candace caressed her cheek tenderly and repeated her question. "You are not what, baby?" Lulu took a deep breath and sighed. "Lesbian." Candace couldn't get what Lulu meant for a second. She blinked her eyes a few times, then relief spread within her. She let out a genuine laughter and asked. "You are not lesbian?"

Candance Coldwell came through that door, and it was her face that I could see in color with my eyes! I shook my head, hoping my eyes were playing tricks on me. When I opened them again, the woman who had just walked through the door was Candance Coldwell. With long, red hair and darkest brown eyes. The tight black tank top accentuates her small breast, that's for sure, but the short little red skirt has every man's attention right now. It fits snugly around her heart-shaped backside and hits mid-thigh, with lean legs, a mile long. Her entire outfit leaves little to the imagination, and if the lustful looks of half of the men in this club are any indication, she's fulfilling many fantasies a

The image was captured by the man, and he scanned it. "Candice Akins, 34 years old, a gold digger, always after rich men, an ex-employee of the Monroe industries." These are the things that have been said about Candice Akins. As soon as the other person had finished talking, I did not squander any time.

All then seemed to have evaporated into a black hole before my heart pumped me awake. Until then, before I knew it, I'm living the years of my life as the Luna of the Werewolves whole empire, Lumina, only by becoming the Alpha King's wedded wife- a title I'm most shameful of having. But I know that there's still more than what the eyes see. ***** "The letters have arrived, my lady." "What type?" Claude looked at me in confusion while I busied myself completing the reports from the border lands. "What do you mean what type? Are you expecting any other letters except for invitations and requests for an audience?"

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

Grayham’s POV I pulled the car to a halt and breathed a sigh. Then I turned to Candence. “Why don’t you get inside? I’ll join you shortly,” “Of course,” she replied and stepped out of the vehicle. I pulled the keys from my pocket and threw them at her. She caught them through the window and aimed for the entrance. I turned to Miles. “Her name is Candence. She’s hot, an artist, lives in California, and drops by once in a while to draw inspiration from the neighborhood. So what else did I miss?”

"But..." Candace wanted to goad her more, but to her surprise, however, Lana's tone had gotten colder. She stated, "Miss Williams, don't bother convincing me. After all, it isn't like you really cared about me as an assistant. You didn't even congratulate me when I gave birth, but now you're suddenly showing that you care? You only feel threatened because of the new assistant." "What are you... talking about?" Candace couldn't help stuttering. Her face became ashen upon hearing that. "Where did you hear that?"

MARIA'S POV I'd say Old Grandpa was the only one who was genuinely happy to see me. The rest of the people at the party had just been there as a formality. I can't blame them, I would be mad too if I had received an invitation out of the blue. But maybe I shouldn't complain. This party was for me after all, was it not? Maria Rodriguez. My name. The name that sent shivers down men's spine in my world.

For the past year now, Lizzy has become famous in the city as the most beautiful model, every company is looking forward to having her as their model ***************** Has people sighted Lizzy in OREB'S VENTURES, they couldn't remove their eyes Lizzy was pissed up by the way they were staring at her but she's used to it already People always stared at her, that's one of the reasons she liked disguising. Lizzy entered the main office and went to the secretary office Lizzy is endowed with a perfect body shape, she's a beauty indeed, She has a chocolate color, a firm breast with sexy Hips, bigger Butts, and Curves like a goddess

"I-I—" "Oh my word!" I looked to where the surprised voice came from, my gaze finding Frances's. She held her hands over her mouth and her eyes twinkled wth delight. "You're both claimed! This is wonderful!" She said. I shot a small victorious smile to Jacob before looking back to Frances. "We need to have the Luna ceremony Tate. She's claimed, you're claimed. This is so exciting!" I chuckled as I felt Tate squeeze my hand gently, probably to keep himself calm while his mother babbled about decorations and food and whatnot.