Novel & Cerita Carmilla Carmine Feet

An exchange of nods and he turns his attention back to me to hold the door open out into the large spacious hallway. “What the fuck is she doing here?” A nasty, biting tone is spat our way as Carmen comes marching across from the open doorway in the main hall, which is sitting wide for returning wolves, and accusingly squares up in front of me, shoving Colton hard in the shoulder as she does so. It looks like she’s just returned from the hunt, robed in a blanket like mine and visibly grimy from being out as her wolf self. Most of the pack have gone straight to their rooms for fresh clothes on entry but I guess she thinks yelling at us is more important.

She went to the box lying on her bed and opened the top revealing an extravagant white gown with angel quartzes and the most expensive layers of gossamer fabric tailored by the best hands in the empire especially crafted to fit her body perfectly. She dressed herself in the beautiful gown and searched desperately for something in her sliding boxes. She pulled her drawers and threw them violently when she didn't find what she was looking for, scattering debris and unwanted objects on the floor. After the third drawer, she finally found it. Carmilla placed the letter opener against her arm and started digging it against her wrist. The blade was quite dull so it took her a bit of pressure to te

Kyle was silent as Eva's words ran through his mind again and Luca continued "You haven't experienced love before and this is all new to you. So I think you should give Eva space and also do what you think is right" Kyle had no expression as he listened to Luca. He decided to focus on other things and will handle Eva after this issue had been solved"Have you found out who sent those vampires?" He asked and Luca said "Yes, but I'm not so sure. It's a woman named Carmilla. She lives at "Oceanside" house number 22 and works in the East side of the city and surprisingly, she's human". Kyle's eye color changed from it's normal color to red. Bloodlust oozed from where he was standing and Luca had

The sweat drips from my face and the little clothes I am wearing cling to my body and I feel gross, but so good at the same time. I stop walking, seeing the woman from the other day walking towards me. I roll my eyes and turn to walk away. “You? Who are you? Why are you here?” I groan and Lucifer growls I smirk. “Carmella right?” I ask her as I watch this harlot standing a few feet away with her hands on her narrow waist. Her blonde hair is perfect, her body is tiny, with long legs. She reminds me of barbie, plastic, and fake. Wow, so this is what Antonio is into?

Then, Carmilla arrived. Carmilla stepped out of the elevator and onto the red-carpeted stairs. She wore a midnight-blue gown that sparkled like stars, its fabric hugging her frame gracefully, with a daring open back and a high slit that revealed her toned legs as she walked. Her hair was swept into an elegant updo, allowing her diamond-drop earrings to catch the light with every step. Her makeup was delicate yet defining, eyes rimmed with soft gold, lips a warm nude blush. Harrison’s eyes lit up. He stepped forward, offering his arm with quiet dignity. Carmilla met him halfway and gently slipped her hand into the crook of his elbow.

Carl does the same before starting the car. "You look beautiful," he says glancing at me. I watch as his long slender fingers caress the steering wheel. He is really attractive. He has silver rings on each tattoed finger. His veiny hands are so big compared to mine. He has thick arms that are literally stretching out the t-shirt he's wearing. He must be damn strong. My eyes trail to his face to find a proud smirk on his lips. Fucking caught again. It's not like am checking him out, am just observing.

Jake’s POV The villa’s master bedroom light was still on when I slipped out onto the deck, the wooden planks warm beneath my bare feet. The Caribbean night wrapped around me like a lover’s breath—thick, humid, carrying the scent of salt, frangipani, and Emily’s coconut sunscreen that still lingered in my nostrils. I was rock hard. Again. My cock strained painfully against the thin fabric of my shorts, throbbing with every heartbeat as I replayed that moment in the pool. Her soft thigh brushing mine underwater.

She heard a feminine voice ask from behind, it was mild but sounded different from every other voice she have ever heard, their was something certainly special about it, she turned around at once and her gaze fell upon her, a woman dressed in a black loose dress, her hair was grey and her lips so red that she could swear that they looked like they were smeared in blood. She had these long scary nails that made Carmella rush on her feet at the sight of it, she took a step backwards, for the first time in a long time she was scared, she turned around and realized that she had run every far without her knowing, this was part of the woods were wolves were forbidden to go. Carmella swallowed hard

But her small hands reached for the doorknob, turning it slowly. The hallway was dark, the only light coming from the flickering flames of the candle downstairs. Blood smeared the walls, a crimson trail leading to the shattered front door. And then she saw it. A figure loomed in the shadows, its eyes glowing like embers. Its claws dripped with blood, and its growl rumbled like a predator savoring its kill. Lysandra’s legs gave out, her small frame collapsing to the floor. The creature turned to her, its lips curling back to reveal sharp, glistening fangs.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?