Candace Lamb Novels & Stories

Her hair was a lovely spill of dark red, her skin fair and flawless, her lips and long fingernails red also, as were her stiletto heels. Candee strutted up to one particular desk outside a closed office door and looked down haughtily on the dumpy woman seated behind it. Fuck, she thought, they let all sorts of freaks work in here. When the fat bitch didn't notice her, Candee drummed her nails on the desk loudly. "Oh, hello," The lard tub smiled at her. "Sorry, didn't see you there." "Yeah, sure," Candee snapped. "Look, I've gotta see Holloway."

I muttered, my voice sounding flat, exhausted, and completely devoid of any warmth. "Leon? Oh my god, you won't believe the day I’ve had," Candice’s voice immediately burst through the speaker, her high-pitched, whining tone completely oblivious to the absolute mental breakdown I was currently experiencing across the Atlantic. She launched straight into her rant without even asking how I was doing. "I am literally so furious right now. That high-end modeling agency in New York—the one we did the exclusive charity rollout with last year? They just formally rejected my new portfolio! Can you believe the nerve of these people? They told my publicist that my look is 'too commercial' for their up

“She watches soccer. Made me see a few games with her at Stamford Bridge. She calls it—” “Football.” I finish her sentence and smile, already making plans in my head. “You know that?” “We’ve hung out a few times.” “Oou… she’ll make a fine model, but she’s too shy, and her parents will never allow her. I have some pictures from DMI’s opening last year.” She enthuses, dropping her mocktail and reaching into her purse. “She tried some of the new pieces, and…” “Alex?” I turn my head to see Candace frowning. More like sulking.

I don’t know who the hell started that rumor, but it definitely doesn't help redheads, especially red-headed omegas like myself. Except, I don’t think the Alpha is looking at me because of my red hair, or because of my nice body. I know I have slightly bigger boobs, curves, and a cute ass. That’s what I’ve been told by Candice, or Candi as she prefers to be called. She’s my best friend. We both are omegas and facing the auction tonight. Candi insists I will attract a great high-ranking wolf at the auction, and I have nothing to fear. She thinks I will be a breeder and not a sex slave. Neither brings me comfort.

She knew Radolf would consider her but, her wolf still wanted to be enriched. She wanted to be strong enough…she wanted power and strength to be able to go back to The Ember Wolves Pack and claim what was supposed to be hers. “I, Candace, shall claim the Luna's throne of The Ember Wolves Pack" She said with a cold, dark stare. Suddenly, her phone rang. It was her boss. She'd already taken up a job as a hotel room assistant and within weeks, she'd been promoted. “I'm on my way, boss" She hastily responded after minutes of holding the phone to her ear..

A cold chuckle escaped her lips as she resumed walking. Since she had planned to move some books today, she hadn’t put on any makeup. She wore a simple outfit: a loose white shirt and jeans. Her long, waterfall-like hair was loosely tied back with a ribbon. Even so, her skin was flawless and fair, her eyes bright and her lips red. A few loose strands of hair framed her face, lending a softer, more alluring innocence to her natural beauty. Kyle looked up from the sofa and was visibly shocked when he saw Candice. “Why are you—”

Abby was often there with me, but the moment Chance would sweep around, she was gone. "Tryin' to get Shawna to come back to the compound." "Sounded like you were telling her and not asking her." I smirk when she reaches us and extends her hand out to me. "I'm Candy, it's nice to meet you Shawna." Candice is beautiful. She is tall, at least five ten and has all the right curves. Her deep red head enhances her face and if I look close enough I can see small hints of freckles on her nose and cheeks.

“Now, who is in charge here, Candice?” “You are, sir, and only you!” “Good girl. Now behave and get ready for the dinner party.” Cameron I watch as Candice leaves my office to get herself ready. I close my eyes to try to relax. She has pissed me off. Who does she think she is, asking me about a particularly complex subject that doesn’t even concern her? Yes, she may be The Lady of Bluestoria but I can always kill her if I want to. She needs to

Thinking of Annalise, I start to feel the wildness rise within me until I look up as Candace walks in. It was like she knew and as soon as she entered; I felt the wildness stall. I then smile at her and remember. Candace has blossomed in the Luna role and I kick myself on many occasions for not realising that she was the perfect female for the position. She is just as good as Annalise was. She walks over and around the desk and sits on my lap. I place kisses on her neck and then a dominant one on her lips. When I pull back from my kiss, she smiles at me and then looks at the calendar I have on the desk. She then sits up a little straighter as she looks at the calendar with a little more seri

Her words trailed off as she saw her, and then she smiled briefly "Oh you must be Candice." Candice inclined her head, wondering how she knew her. It seemed like everyone knew her around here before she even had the chance to meet them. "Wayne, I see why you informed me of your visit, very unlike yourself," the lady said turning her attention to Wayne. Just like most of the women Candice had seen in recent times, she was beautiful. She had long curly red hair with big round honey brown eyes. Her lips were plump and pink, she had a cinched waist with an overflowing bosom and wide hips that flared out on a slender frame of five feet six inches, giving her body a very curvy build. A simple outf