Carmilla Carmine Novels & Stories

She takes her time to finish her makeup, rolls her hair up into a bun, opts for a black sleeveless dress and wears no jewellery around her neck all in a bid to show off Antonio’s mark to Tatum. “Who would have thought a time would come when the almighty alpha of the blood oak pack would be asked to wait for me and he would wait patiently like a dog for its master?” Carmela’s haughty voice fills the living room as she saunters in, taking majestic strides towards Tatum. Tatum stands up, looks at her with an unreadable expression in his eyes before his lips curl into a thin smile, his eyes falling to Carmela’s neck. “I see you carry the mark of the king, congratulations Carmela,” he says in a c

It was ten years ago. Carmen scrolled threw the things she had, hesitating. Was it even a good choice? Why would she change herself to the better if she will be an actress? What if she was doing this for somebody not a job? She blushed thinking about it and then frowned at herself. She bought a makeup palette with a deep red lipstick. As she was looking between the things, her eyes stopped on a certain box. A white women suit was from the most things being bought. She thought about it and remembered that she had a spaghetti strapped white shirt that would fit with it and the black heels she had.

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.

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

"I asked stuttering "This is the triangle of death!!!! Here you will summon demons and try to get few of their powers! " "Demons powers?! " "Yes.... Carmella! " "Bu....t.... but...isn't that illegal? "I asked but she smiled "It is Carmella.... but for you it is not! " "Huh?? What?? How?" "Because you have both the huntress genes and luckily for us, demon as well!"She explained leaving speechless That's right....