Carly Davis Novels & Stories

The attendance was voiced out. At the other angle of the motel, some fashionable group of girls could be seen inside a big hall room all chit-chatting and dressing up for the day. And in their midst was a rich looking, arrogant girl, Kayla Davis, the daughter of a competent billionaire from San Francisco. She also came along with her classmate for the final high school vacation. Then suddenly her best friend, Carina Lopez, who came from an average family, banged in and walked straight to Kayla who was busy styling her hair in front of the mirror, still having her white fluffy bathrobe on.

He called. Caitlyn sharply raised her head to face him. "Is there anything else you need, sir? " She asked. "You're a strong lady. I truly admire your strength. Keep it up, " He told her with a smile, then he opened the door and walked out. A pool of tears gathered in Caitlyn's eyes as her lips stretched into a wide smile. ... It was three days to the party. Caitlyn realized she didn't have a party dress and was deep in thought about the situation when a loud music from her phone jolted her out of it.

“What the hell happened out there?” Christian slides the memory card across the desk to Daryl, “This may help” Daryl eyes it sceptically but slots it into his laptop but before he presses play, there is a knock at the door. Christian opens it and one of the omegas passes in a pair of my joggers which I am grateful for and hastily pull them on.

Cary replied she hasn't come yet because there is a sudden matter. “What sudden business? yes, she won an award today. She celebrated alone or what? or she goes to see her husband? gosh, I can't believe it” David Lee bark at Cary with script in his hand “Come on, it's a happy day for her, just let it be” Cary said with smiled hold back his laughter

So, what did I miss? She's even arguing with the host because of Carla. Mmm! I just hope Carla has not allowed any of these damn women to touch her body in these short moments away from me. I will kill her before the word even escapes her lips. And anyone who touches my woman must lose both arms. “Caylee is a model and fashion designer who came to support me. Backstage, someone decided to tear my dresses and make me a laughingstock. This model saved the day, and she deserves her thanks.”

She was satisfied by what she saw and she went outside to wait for Patrick. As she stepped down the stairs, she heard a sound coming from the kitchen. She blinked, wondering if Patrick had come in. When she reached the kitchen, she met a blonde, cooking. “Who are you?” Caro asked and the girl turned, she was slender and had a nice shirt dress on. “Hi, I’m Linda, Davis’ friend, and you?” she asked as she looked at Caro up and down. Caro gulped. “Davis’ friend?” She thought. She crossed her arms and nodded, “I am Caro, Davis’ girlfriend. He never said we were expecting a guest.”

(Two weeks before the will reading). A girl's moans filtered through the gymnasium's ventilation ducts. Carla Davis, a beautiful woman in her late forties, with straight black hair, tall, fair skin, with slightly Asian features, mixed with English blood and Latin ancestry, turned off the shower faucet to hear the bustle better. It was evening, mid-December. Carla hadn't been able to attend the spa, swim in the pool, or work out for a while now, so that night she preferred to stay longer than the established time there at the gym where she always used to go.

Vance My heart races as I think about the mess I've gotten myself into. I did something unforgivable, something that could ruin my friendship and my reputation. But I couldn't resist the temptation when my best friend's daughter came to me with a proposal that would change everything. She wanted me to take her virginity, and I almost said no. Almost being the key word. Her innocence and desire were too much for me to resist. And then, she came to me again, needing comfort in her time of need. I held her close, feeling the sexual tension between us grow with each passing moment. And now, I'm in deep trouble. Her father will be devastated when he finds out that his little girl is no longer

Author POV - Daisy was feeling very torn, she knew, deep down, that Carly wanted to talk about what had just happened, and she really really didn’t want to talk about it, but, then again, at the same time, she really needed someone to talk to, someone impartial. Lucy would be of no help at all in this situation, Daisy already knew exactly where Lucy stood, Dave was too far away and too invested in the mate bond to understand Daisy’s perspective, not to mention he was male, and he had enough on his plate right now without adding Daisy to the list of things he needed to worry about. But Carly, well Carly could be impartial, she would have the option of looking at this from an outsiders point o

Stepping into the room, Daisy quickly flipped her light switch. 'Dang it! The power is out again.' Her thoughts raced as she walked slowly into the dark room. Just then the light flickers on. "Surprise!" The voice of Allison Melody and her two friends Vicki and Christiana broke through the silence. "Happy birthday, Daisy!" Allison and her friend's voices reverberate through the apartment, echoing with warmth and excitement. Daisy stood frozen, caught between the rush of adrenaline from the initial shock and the sudden flood of relief that washed over her.