Carmen One Piece Novels & Stories

She turned out to be Carmen. “What are you doing? Don’t call her, she is River-stone” said Carmen worried. “But what happened to her eyes? She looks dead” she asked worriedly. “All of them are like that like mum and Dad said they are dead,” said Carmen sadly. “Do you know who she is?” She asked curiously. “No but all I know is her father is Alpha of Crescent moon pack, the cousins to Riverstone, which proves the girl is also under control,” said Carmen.

Feeling indecisive, Carmen stood in front of the mirror, wearing a blue long sleeve dress with its length reaching below her knee. Then she wore her hair down. However, the reflection staring back at her was not what she was going for at that moment. The bite marks on her neck were still showing, and the wound on her fingers remained exposed. In anger, Carmen took off the dress and threw it on the bed, and it landed on top of all the other clothes she had tried on. Then she approached her closet, took out a gray sweater and blue jeans.

“Isn't this woman an Agent officer who this afternoon was reported to have died in an accident while on duty? So… so this woman is Lorenzo's wife?” Carmen covered her mouth in disbelief as she looked at all the pictures of Lorenzo and his little family hanging on the wall. There Carmen can see Lorenzo's wedding photo and also a photo of Lorenzo holding a baby with Selena. Then Carmen also found a large photo with Enzo under the frame. With great admiration Carmen studied the photos one by one while thinking. Can I take the place of this woman to be both a wife and a mother?

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

“You don’t know these things yet you’re supposed to be a baron’s daughter. Even if your status is lower than a viscount, you’re supposed to know something as simple as this.” Oma stood up from her seat, her hammer in her hands, and eyes ominous. “Unless you lied to us about your identity. Are you even a baron's daughter or are you someone working for the exiled traitors? Tell me! Who are you?!” “Wait!” Evy began to step back while she was stricken with fear when the hammer started glowing an orange hue. “I’m telling the truth. I’m noble and I live here in Polvaros.” Oma had stopped listening to her and started walking closer.

Carmen burst into tears, which everyone surprised. "Carmen, why are you crying?" Emma asked her daughter. "Mom, Haru is dead now. Mom. Haru was gone." It was as if everyone was deaf because of what they heard from Carmen. Everyone was to look at Haru and Arche's whereabouts again. "No, this is not happening. Wake up, please. Open your eyes now."

Carley replies as Carmen hands her the small medical bag that makes up Carley’s travel kit. “Which is why I put a bullet between his eyes while you tried to save his life,” Carmen chirps. She is very pleasantly happy about killing people. I like this chick. She would be a fun friend. I like her more than Jensen. “Who are you, Carmen?” I asked her, but it was Ali who answered.

For someone like Amaria -who isn't a mage like Teresa and Dove nor a mana using swordsman like Elex - she wouldn't stand a chance with a Horc, boost or no boost. The Horc opened its bloodshot eyes and gazed directly at Amaria making eye contact with her. Amaria gulped as she felt the intense bloodlust aura coming from the Horc. It roared hysterically and charged toward her. The mysterious figure snapped his fingers and Amaria fell to the ground.

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

That night, Evelyn sat in the living room of their apartment, Jayden asleep against her chest, his small fingers curled into her shirt. Carmen paced the kitchen, already planning dinner like life hadn’t been paused for months. “They’re done,” Carmen said, shaking her head. “Vanessa. Felicia. Halver. Finished. I knew that woman was off from day one.” Evelyn smiled faintly. “You always did.” “And I’ll always trust my instincts,” Carmen added smugly. “Especially about snakes.” Reed laughed from the doorway. “Remind me never to get on your bad side.”