Caraval Stephanie Garber Novels & Stories

But when I try to stand Alpha Caleb's girlfriend, Stephanie comes around the corner in time to kick my hands out from underneath me causing me to face plant again and laughs. Ugh. That high pitched nasal laugh makes me want to rip my ears off. I have no idea how Caleb puts up with it all the time. She's dressed in a highlighter pink strapless dress that ends at her mid thigh and a red sweater with 5 inch silver heels. Her face is plastered in such thick makeup, I can't help but cringe. She looks like Barbie after a drunken night on the town. Yikes. She's probably over six feet tall, with model legs, long blonde hair, and honey brown eyes. Stephanie could be pretty if she didn't try so hard.

cally exclaimed. Stephan looked at the Judge in front of him sarcastically, then got into Cally's car which was ready to leave campus. After Stephan entered, Cally immediately drove her Ferrari away from campus. He still has a few hours to hack>"what are you going to do Max?" cried Stephan, Cally just stared at the Street she was walking on with her crooked smile, her laugh was so full of murderous aura, even Stephan's hair stood on end. He had already imagined what would happen to the young man, which was definitely not a good thing.

She finally saw a cab and got in she decided to go to the exhibition and makeup with her boyfriend she loves him alot she can't allow their love to break just like that. Audrey already arrived almost two hours ago but he didn't step out of his car. He was deep in thought about what Stephanie was thinking about going out with Marcel. He was so furious that he hit his hand on the glass and got injured. He didn't mind the blood coming out, he was more furious with what Stephanie did. When a call from ivana came he saw the phone ringing and didn't pick the call he suddenly decided to go inside he had nothing to lose since Stephanie had already made her choice he immediately cleaned his hand and

he says to Natalie. “Ohh, I can’t wait to meet them. Isaac has told me so much about the strength and power of the white wolves,” she says. “They’re also both wonderful women. I hope you enjoy your stay,” Stephanie says, as another car makes its way down the path. Stephanie has already contacted warriors and omegas to get their bags and offer them refreshments, so it’s easy to disengage from them and prepare for the next guests who are arriving. “Who is this?” Stephanie asks.

Nothing changed even if I was reborn. I swallowed hard, forcing down the fury swelling in my throat. Anger burned hottest, so fierce it threatened to spill over as tears. My gaze swept the gilded hallway, the opulence now a cruel joke. Kellan Moreaux had insisted we marry here, at the historic Carlisle Hotel. "A love as timeless as these walls," he’d said. Had he been laughing at me the whole time? Our love was timeless—yet he dared betray me on our wedding day? I swiped at my cheeks, smearing away the tears. No. I wouldn’t cry over a man like him.

I need to get home to prepare for the party I and Mariam is to attend. She dropped it inside the car and left afterwards,I was about to step into the car but a familiar voice stopped me. "Daniel"The voice yelled and I turned back,my mouth gaped at shock when I realized it was Stephanie. My mind boiled in anger and I tried entering my car trying not to attend to her but she's close to me already. "What did you want Stephanie"I said taking a quick glance around her body,she wore a moderate yellow gown and high heels,she haven't changed a bit,just that she has gain more weight.

⸻ That evening, Elaine stood alone in her room, the fading light casting long shadows across the floor. She exhaled slowly, her fingers brushing against the edge of her desk. “That’s two moves,” she whispered. Not a checkmate. Not yet. But the board had changed. Completely. She walked toward the mirror, stopping in front of her reflection. The girl staring back at her was no longer the same. Not the naive heiress. Not the broken victim. But something sharper. Something dangerous. “Lily Carter…” Elaine murmured. Her lips curved slightly. “You’re starting to feel it now, aren’t you?”

He noticed her watching him and gave her a small, reassuring nod, though it did little to ease the knot of unease in her stomach. The sound of heels clicking against the hardwood floor echoed through the hallway as Cathy returned, followed by a woman who instantly commanded the room. She was slender, stunningly gorgeous, with raven-black hair that cascaded down her back in loose waves. Her dress—a short, sequined number—glittered with every step she took, drawing all eyes to her. The woman made a beeline for Chad, who stood frozen in place as she approached him. Without warning, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips, her movements smooth and practiced. “Hey, darling

kind of way. My suitcase landed on the front steps away from the door. Then came the second bag. Then my shoes—one by one, like a sad parade of rejection. I stood there, frozen, as Stephanie walked up the driveway. That homewrecker barbie! Waltzing in with her Louis Vuitton like she hadn’t just wrecked a marriage and a life. She stepped on my clothes—my favorite silk blouse, no less—and cackled like a witch. “Oh no,” she said mockingly, not even looking at me, “didn’t know this came with a sidewalk fashion show.”

I jerk a finger towards the door, never breaking eye contact with her. “Get out. You and your…” I pause, glaring at the figure on the couch, “...whoever the fuck that is.” The figure turns—and I am hit with the most beautiful set of amber eyes, so bright, so stark that for a moment, I feel stripped of oxygen. The woman rises to her feet, and I see the bright red streaks in her hair as she walks over, hand outstretched. “I'm—” “Cara. She's my assistant.” Sloane's voice clips, and I feel ‘Cara’ stifle for a long moment.