Carmens Second Life Novels & Stories

She couldn’t understand, but Melina quickly forgets about it as the car starts to move. Her mind is preoccupied with what will happen when James offers her to the Mexican cartel. She didn’t know how bad Thomas’ feud with them was, so she couldn’t predict her fate. Melina wonders if she made a big mistake by fleeing, putting her baby in harm’s way. Melina wraps her arms around her belly and hopes she hasn’t.

Carlos Sturm was brutal in every regard, something my sister enjoyed risking. After parking, I grabbed the two presents, scanning the perimeter as I usually did. The day was excruciatingly warm, highs in the upper nineties. At least there was a welcoming breeze. As I walked up the driveway, I heard the sound of lilting laughter and for the first time in days, I thought about Carmen. I'd even purchased the very CD highlighting her incredible talent, although I'd either not had the time or the inclination to listen. I made mental note to do so tonight.

Carsen looked at her adorable appearance and said, "It's much more than the fake marriage certificate you and Angelo made back then, isn't it?" Carolyn glanced at him and said, "On such an important day like today, bringing up that matter is such a downer! You should know that I still have lingering fear! If that document turns out to be real, I would be in my second marriage!" "Even if it's a second marriage or a third marriage, I will still snatch you back!" Carsen said firmly, "When I saw that marriage certificate back then, I felt like my heart stopped beating. Finally, you are mine."

She looks nothing like the polished professor I remember or even the jealous ex-wife I’ve encountered before Her eyes are full of fire and venom, locked on me like I’m the reason the sun set on her entire life. Never mind that she’s the one who ended things with Tomas. His hand stays firm on my waist, holding me close, but I can feel the tension rolling off him. He’s trying to stay calm, but his jaw is clenched so tight I’m honestly surprised he hasn’t shattered a tooth. “You’re a cheap whore,” Carmen slurs, pointing a trembling finger at me. “Ruining a good man’s life for your own little ego trip.”

“She’s having an internal war within her, between her head and her heart.” “Sounds difficult,” Mira said simply, she continued mixing her flour. Luna continued mixing hers too even as she continued her story. “Yes, very. There’s this man, she knew him, in another life. Not literally,” Luna added, looking at her mother when she gave her a look. “But she had gotten over him, or at least she thought she had. What they had had been over for a long time now, and she had wanted it to stay that way. She had worked hard to make it so, made something of herself to ensure it. Because he had hurt her.”

Carmen grimaced when she heard this: “María, what do you mean? Do you think I'm setting José up?” María had never contradicted Carmen before, when she asked María: “I should be the one asking this, right? What do you mean by bringing her to my house today?” Carmen suddenly raised her voice and said sharply: “Since you asked that, then I have to tell you that María has been married to José for more than ten years, and she only gave birth to one daughter, Selena.” “Now, José and my cousin have a private relationship. My cousin has no objections, so as a stepmother, I have made the decision that José will marry my cousin as a second wife next month and will have more children in the future…”

I dried myself off and was about to hit the bed when I heard a muffled cry from the living room. I lingered in the shower until the water turned cold, then wrapped myself in a towel. After drying off, I was ready to hit the bed when a faint muffled cry caught my attention from the living room. Initially, I wondered if it was merely my imagination playing tricks. However, being a Lycan granted me the gift of heightened senses, and I could tell that the cry was indeed genuine. When I heard it again, I swiftly wrapped a towel around myself and rushed out to investigate. I found Carmen hunched over her laptop, wiping away her tears, causing my heart to sink as thoughts of her mother's death race

I asked her. Carmen shook her head. "I don't think that I will ever forget that because that life is my life. This life isn't mine at all. It's just a role that I need to play for a year and I will go back to my real life in a year. I am not going to forget that. I am not going to pressure Andres into giving me more than I deserve because it's his money. I don't care how much he has, it's not mine" she said. I rolled my eyes. Carmen has always been like this. She has a strong set of principles that she follows when it comes to money.

It'll still be mine! I stared at her, ice-cold, and then I could not help but laugh. "What makes you think the car I drove in my previous life was that one?" Carmen froze for a second. Then, it was like she had lost her mind. She grabbed my collar and screamed, "You've been reborn, too! You nasty woman! "What the heck? How could this have happened! In our previous life, you drove that car!" I shoved her off and smoothed out my crumpled collar. "You've got it all wrong. I'm not the type to snatch up little bargains.

Carmen's breath came in short gasps as she looked around the room, her surroundings both familiar and foreign. Of course she was alright. And of course this was all real. She wasn't in some kind of dream and she wasn't kidnapped. Although technically, she was actually kidnapped because she was brought here against her own will. But who would let her leave? She was meant to suffer the same fate she read about Lady Daphne Vasquez. She was going to be killed in this life by her fiancé, same way she was killed in her previous life by her husband. This is fucking real, she thought, the weight of realization settling over her.