Caraval Stephanie Garber Novels & Stories

"You know what's the problem, Kara? You overthink things. Just do me one favor. Get into that dress I just got you and go enjoy the party tonight. I promise I'll stay away from you." "Alright. Let me see what you got there?" Kara walked over to the box. "Why did you buy it?" Kara inquired. "I saw it in this lady's store, and I thought it would look good on you. It's Halloween." "Miss Stephanie?" Kara chuckled. "I bet she really likes you now, huh. Thank you, though." "Thank me after you take a look at it." Kara opened the box, and inside, she found a black conny dress and a pair of artificial teeth.

She rubbed her knee with exaggerated movements and waited until I glanced over before continuing in her mind, "I climbed all 999 steps to the church on my knees to get it. But I won't tell Diane that. It would only burden her." Hearing her words, I looked up in surprise and clasped her hand, my eyes tearing up in gratitude. "Shirley, you silly child. I promise that I'll keep this talisman close." She feigned a puzzled look, but the moment I turned away, a fleeting triumphant smirk flashed across her face. … Soon, I was due for delivery. As I was taken into the delivery room with the protective talisman, Shirley lingered nearby, looking like someone who was waiting for a show to begin.

“Don’t be too long. They’re watching.” Cara forced another sweet smile before walking toward the balcony. The night air hit her face, cool and refreshing. Finally, she could breathe. But the peace didn’t last long. Within moments, three women stepped onto the balcony, heels clicking against the floor. They looked at her with the kind of smile that wasn’t really a smile at all. The first one, a tall brunette, crossed her arms. “So, you’re Damien’s latest toy.” Cara blinked, feigning innocence. “Toy?”

“Vespera never does that. She always looks at her shoes.” Caroline stepped into his space, placing a firm hand on his chest. Her nails pressed slightly into the fabric of his shirt. She was ruthless, and she didn’t like her territory being threatened. “Listen to me. Vespera is a nobody. She’s a failed wife and a mother who couldn’t even keep her son’s affection. Tomorrow is the gala. We show up, we look perfect, and we let the world know that Caroline and Randell are the new power couple. If she’s there, we treat her like the help she is. Understood?”

Hamilton were out on date night. Kara's eyes were focused on the screen when my hand made its way underneath her dress, slipping in between her thighs. She flinched in shock when I slipped a finger through her panties. She looked over to the Hamilton's, who saw her looking at them and they gave us a polite smile. I smiled back, but Kara looked horrified. Still, I didn't stop.

Whatever comeback he surely had for me got interrupted when the door opened to Jordan's presence and the rest of my surrounding including Travis himself faded away as I settled my gaze upon her. I didn't get to see her only yesterday and now that she's standing right in front of me, it feels like it's been ages already. The calm color of her coat matched her even skin tone and when I complimented it in honestly, she made it known it was from Her Stepfather and that got me thrown off a little bit. It got me reminded of my encounter with Ava's Dad this morning and I nearly almost scoffed loudly at my left over annoyance. "Give it time, I'm sure you'll get to like him" I heard her say and this

I don’t miss that Stephanie is conveniently seated right beside Harlan, or the way she never passes up a chance to let their arms brush. The delicious caviar tastes like cardboard on my tongue. I lost my appetite a long time ago. “So, Stephanie,” Ozias Rousseau finally breaks the uncomfortable silence, “how’s school going? I heard you’re already a junior litigant at your uncle’s law firm in Korea.” Stephanie’s gorgeous face becomes even prettier as she smiles at him. “School is pretty hectic but nothing I can’t handle. My team won their first ever court case last week, so everything is sailing smoothly at the moment.”

It was not because I wanted his money, but because I wanted to show him that I wasn’t the helpless little girl he had tossed aside. The drive to the house felt like a funeral procession. The sprawling estate loomed in the distance, its manicured lawns and marble facade a stark reminder of the life I used to have. When we pulled up, I barely had time to brace myself before she appeared. Caroline, my stepmother, sauntered out of the house in her designer dress and heels, her lips curling into a smug smile. “Well, well, well,” she drawled. “Look who decided to grace us with her presence.”

Every woman there kept stealing glances at him but his eyes kept finding me. I wore a fitted lavender dress that displayed my curves and showed just enough cleavage to be dangerously seduced. When I walked down the aisle as one of the bridesmaids, I felt his gaze burning into me like fire. My nipples hardened, my pussy needed him with every step. During the vows, when Rufus said “I do” to my mother, a feeling of jealousy twisted in my stomach. He was promising forever to her but I knew the truth, he had already claimed me in the back seat of his car.

I feel like I am slowly losing him…to her. A soft knock on the door broke the silence between us. I walked to the door and pulled it open only to be greeted by Stephanie. She was wearing a satin green dress that touched her ankles. Her hair was perfectly curled and her hazel brown eyes popped out because of her makeup. The way she looks now is completely different from her ragged appearance when she was brought here by my husband. “Luna Arabella,” she politely greeted. She was smiling at me but I couldn’t move my lips. My eyes were stuck staring at the green dress she was wearing. It perfectly complements my husband’s tie as if they have planned to match their outfit while I look like a comp