Candice J Story Novels & Stories

I chose some bread on the showcase bar and was ready to give it to the cashier when Maria together with an old lady blocked my way. "Hello Ms. Sulli, I'm Casita, mother of Candice, and this is Maria, her sister. We're glad to finally meet you." Mrs. Casita had a sweet smile and I didn't show that I was bothered about her name because it means house, I plastered it with a gleeful smile. "Hi! I'm with my husband, his name's Trevor," I said, and I could imagine Trevor doing a happy dance on my side. "It's the first time, I gave Candice that paper in her first year of teaching, I told her to give it to the person she's friends with— whom she cared a lot. It's been five years since then, she fina

Dani commented as we sat down to eat. We got our lunch and immediately started eating “ So did you hear?” Gina says while munching her food “Hear what?” Dani asked while Ryan rolled his eyes “Gina, the one who knows it all.” He says and she glared at him “What did you hear this time, oh holy hearer?” Ryan taunted, I muffled a chuckle that was about to make its way. Gina rolled her eyes “Candice is back.” She whispered as thought it was some top secret of some sort. “So?” Ryan said again, I could tell it was getting on Gina’ “She just came back after modeling for the French Vogue.” She said, looking at us baffled as though we were loners or something of that sort for not being interested in C

"We never broke up, stop lying." I protest. "Really? Oh?! Well, he definitely was saying you two were done when he was trying to sleep with me. But I have morals, unlike you. So I kept my legs closed." She says, smiling before walking away. "What was that about?" Candice asks, seemingly confused by the heated conversation. "Nothing." I dismiss Candice reminds me of Jovana in a way. She's up for a good time and really just doesn't give a shit.

"Did he have a ring on?" "Sadly, yes." She sighed. "My Mom was there too. I couldn't just have an affair with a man old enough to be my father. God knows what my mother would have done to me." "Ayy, she would have twisted your ears." I choked on a laugh. Candice was a funny girl–a baddie with the face of an Angel. She was in the hospital when she had allergies and all she did was to hit on the doctor, a married doctor.

Showing up like this, and trying to elucidate that we are destined for each other has to be the most absurd thing I have ever encountered! So, apparently, Candice was gifted to me on a silver platter by the woman that started this all, Professor Jones. Although I don’t think I can call her a professor anymore seeing as she is massive fraud in that department. Candice informed me that I would not be able to reach Mrs. Jones because she has gone off the grid for her own safety, whatever that means.

He is also my life. Just what I have expected, I got many viewers and tend to share my live post. Some commented but I didn't dare to read them. I deeply sighed to clear my chest from nervousness. "I don't know if you know me, so I will introduce myself first. I am Jandie Mendoza, the secretary of Mr. Achetbir Villa Forca. We've been in a relationship for 2 years," I formally began while pinching my fingers. "I am here not to clear my name or forcing you to like me. I am doing this to grant my love's wish," I said and smiled.

Name: Ella Cadell Birthday: 04-08-1996 Sex: Female Nationality: American I thought this plan out very carefully with Delilah. We both knew the risks but still, it didn't stop us. And at this point, there was no going back. If I showed up at the penthouse, he would quite literally, like he calls it, put me back to my place. This package included hitting and hurting me in any other way possible. And he made sure that no bruises would be seen by other people. The security guard looked at my passport and then back at me.

Liam’s POV After ending the call with Sammy, it was soon time to close for the day, so I began packing up my stuff when my secretary, Candace, walked into my office. “Don’t tell me a client’s waiting for me outside, Candace. This is 4:55 p.m. I’m a human being too, and I’m done for the day. Tell whoever it is to come back tomorrow,” I told her as I continued putting my stuff together.

I wasn’t here to get sentimental. Conti walked in with two glasses of wine, Jane right behind him. They didn’t ask questions, just handed me a glass. They knew me too well. “So, who pissed you off this early?” Conti grinned as he settled beside me. I didn’t bother hiding it. “Candice. I met her today. I had this whole plan of making her life hell just to entertain myself. But then I saw her, and the plan went to shit.” Conti raised a brow. “Mantovani… she’s a kid.”

"I hope I'm not interrupting." Connor's hand moved toward the vervain-soaked blade at his hip. But Candice was already there, her hand wrapped around his wrist with crushing force. "I wouldn't," she purred. "Vervain is terribly rude." Connor gasped in pain. She released him, and he stumbled backwards, clutching his wrist. "What do you want?" Tommy forced steel into his voice, though his heart hammered against his ribs. "You have no business—" "No business?" Candice's laugh was soft and terrible. "Oh, but I do. You see, I've recently learned something very interesting. Something about manipulations and frame jobs and orchestrated wars."