Carmens Second Life Novels & Stories

Without hesitation, Carmen dialed her number. The call connected after a few rings, and a light, teasing voice came through. “Carmen? What a surprise.” “Obetta,” Carmen said smoothly. “How are you?” “I’m fine. I didn’t expect to hear from you again. Last time we talked, you said you didn’t like playing second roles.” Carmen laughed softly. “Sometimes, second roles are more useful than first ones.” There was a short pause before Obetta said curiously, “Alright then. What do you want?”

Below it, Mira had written: She told me her name. Orlena's hands began shaking. She continued. Orlena. The journal fell from her hands. It struck the floor with a dull sound. For several seconds, she could not move. Her name. Mira had written her name. Twenty years before she was supposedly born. “No.” She bent down quickly and picked up the journal. Her eyes raced across the page. I asked her where she came from. The next line was partly faded. She pointed toward the forest. Orlena's chest tightened.

And Linnet was awake and warm and pressed against the inside of my chest, reaching toward the man beside me with her whole weight. "Cassian." He flinched at the sound of his name. He looked at me. "Ask me anything," I said. "My full name. Where I live. What my sister put in that glass." "Why?" "Because I need you to know I'm clear." His jaw tightened. Slowly, as if each word cost him, he said, "Maren, listen to me. I'm a Lycan. When I touch a woman my wolf wants, I don't stop at touching. I mark. The mark doesn't come off. It doesn't fade. It will tie you to me for the rest of your life, and I have two dead fiancées who found out what that means." He held my eyes. "I won't do it to a woman w

SCARLETT I walked down the hallway toward the conference hall with Adrian and Celeste following a few steps behind me. For the first time since waking up in this second life, I didn't feel like I was walking toward my execution. I felt like I was walking toward theirs. My heels struck the polished marble floor with a steady rhythm as I moved through the corridor. I could feel Adrian and Celeste behind me, but neither of them said a word. They had probably noticed the difference in me already.

I just nodded calmly and said, "You're right, Chase. These paintings and the art exhibition are very important to me—far more important than Jane will ever be." Those things and that future belonged entirely to me, so there was no way they weren't important. Chase was completely infuriated by my response. He bolted out the door in a fit of anger, wanting nothing more to do with me. In my previous life, Chase's sudden departure would have sent me into a panic, leaving me anxious for a long time since I couldn't track him down. But in this life, I didn't give it a second thought. I knew exactly where he had gone—straight to Jane. He was completely captivated by her now and couldn't stand being

No drama. The trauma of my past life had finally shown me who this man really was. He didn't love me. Maybe he never did. My pup and I were always going to be second place to his childhood sweetheart. Fine. I’m done. I won’t fight for him anymore. Ethan still refused to budge. "We have to pull her out first!" "Ethan, move!" Kaius barked. "Resources are thin, and Lina is closer to the kill zone. It’s more dangerous there."

Carmen interrupts as I’m searching for answers. “What? The likelihood of me having two mates is low. I want to know what it’s like, even if I’m just living vicariously through someone else.” Carmen looks conflicted. “You have a point. But one of them is my brother.” She sticks out her tongue, grimacing as she thinks about it. “Then focus on the Hakeem parts. I gotta know all the juicy details.”

At least I can see what Colton dated her for. “Look…. I know you and I have had our ups and downs. I just wanted to say that I won’t cause any problems. I know how things are. You’re mates, it’s done. I’m just another femme from the pack now, and I respect your position as Luna. I’m sorry for everything before. I just want a calmer life and no drama, and I don’t intend to create any.” Carmen lowers her eyes and nods, to show her submission, her posture loosening as though trying to act like she isn’t as stiff and stressed as I can feel, and I frown at her warily. My gut tightening in knots because this is the last wolf on the planet I would ever willingly shake hands with. Well, besides Juan

Carmen lived in the wilderness for six months. Some of her clothes were torn. Her money all used up. She finally reached the south country, Aota. When she was not fishing for food, she would go on land then hunt for her prey. She even threw a hard rock to a rabbit and it died instantly. She continued to her hunt and killed managed to kill plenty of animals. The former Queen of Fishing, never slept hungry. Though she seemed alone, she was not completely alone. There was someone who was watching her from the distance. It was the vicious witch Shiandra. She was in the form of a bat.

I just have to keep navigating my life with my sob stories and Raze's electric touch. "You are doing it again. Gazing off." Carmen's sharp voice jolted me back to reality and I gave her an apologetic look with a nervous smile on my face. "Sorry." Carmen has been a frequent visitor in Raze mansion, we have grown really close but she still nagbes about how shady and closed off I was but was it my fault? All my life I have been treated like nothing and had no real friends or even someone to talk to. So this whole idea of luxuriousness and friendly smiles warmed me and at the same time put me on the edge.