Carol Calvin の小説・ストーリー

Caroline wasn’t dangerous, but that didn’t mean that she would help her. “Dadaaa,” Roselet, Calvin’s daughter, cried when she fell on the ground while playing with Artin and Artline. “Don’t look at her,” Calvin said, enjoying the breakfast cooked by Sophia. “Or she will start crying.” He added, and by looking at his face, one could say that he was using his willpower not to look in her direction.

Calvin called her with her second name because ‘Caroline’ name was so long to call. “Calvin, stop!” Colton stopped him, but by then, a pair of green eyes were already open. Caroline quickly sat on the bed, looking at two little humans just like her. “Let me remove this curtain,” Calvin said and left the bed to remove the curtain. She quickly closed her eyes when lightly spread all over the room. “Hi, I’m Calvin. Open your eyes and shake hands with us,” he added, forwarding his head. “Sarah?” Colton placed his hand on her shoulder when she didn’t open her eyes even after a minute. “Are you okay?”

“But it turns out that isn’t her real name. She also happens to work with us.” Jag’s gaze darkened at that information and Camille could feel his anger and desire for retribution. Tina had helped ruin the lives of colleagues and civilians. She had fooled everyone who met her and, even though it wasn’t directly, Tina had contributed to Sid nearly being killed. “Charlotte, would you mind linking up with Kal and letting him know what you’ve found?” Jag finally asked. ‘’Sure thing.” Charlotte nodded, giving Camille a small smile before heading of in Kal’s direction.

Ever since he found his sister's dead body and her children, he had not been the same. "Lucian, you have made your point. Calm the fuck down," I told him. Scarlett returned, wearing the dress she claimed she stole and carrying the bag that Lucian had bought her. She handed him the bag. "I do not need your charity," she said, handing him the bag.

he said and approached Sarah. "Are you in a relationship?" I asked him. They were both taken aback by what I said. "No," Sarah said. "Soon," Carlon added, smirking at me. "Sarah just wants to check if you have brownies today," carlon said. "I still have a lot. How many do you want? Also, I have cookies here. same price." "Cara, I'll buy one oatmeal cookie. I want to taste it," Carlon said. Even though he's my brother, he still needs to pay, and I don't think he has a problem with that. I know that he knew this was a business.

Like whatever, I came here not for them, but for my husband and for my right as his wife. "Why is it too noisy out there?" Evanthe asked her secretary to go out and checked what's going on. Her secretary rans back to her office to informed her about Calista bit even before she could talk, the door opened and show Calista with a malicious grin on her face walking towards her desk like a runway model walking on the stage. Evanthe started to sweat drastically, even her knee started to shake and get weaker. She didn't expect this visit as she know that Calista was burned and that she's still recovering from it, but she's wrong, the girl that she chose to eliminate is a fighter.

It was worse. Just as Callope reached for the ringing phone, she accidentally pressed her foot against the television remote, increasing its volume. “And now, we will welcome an old schoolmate of Miss Genevieve Carslile, the ex-wife of Elias Whitmore.” That’s when it happens……Brooke, an old schoolmate, the head cheerleader, and my biggest bully while in high school steps into frame. Her once rich, luscious blonde hair is now thinning, clinging to her face, looking wet and dry at the same time.

Rebecca said, turning to her side, "Your Majesty, meet Zita. She is my personal help and Lady Cathy's governess." "It's nice to meet you, Your Majesty." Zita said politely and curtsied. "Same here." Violet said calmly, with a warm smile. "Um, I would love to continue this conversation but I have to return home. My husband is coming back today and I..." Rebecca said as she collected Catherine from her, "...plan to surprise him by making him a special meal." Violet felt a little sad when Catherine returned to her mother.

But it’s still not the same as what I see Cayden has with Zella or Bree has with her mate Asher. I hate to admit it out loud, because I like being this tough, Alpha badass bitch and I don’t want to give the men reasons to doubt me by falling into female cliches—the woman who can’t wait to get married and have a family—or showing weakness. So, I don’t admit it out loud, I keep my loneliness to myself. Except for times like now when Cayden decides to be a pain in my ass. “Scar”, Cayden says simply, looking me right in the eye.

Calvin was quiet for a moment before saying, “I’m really proud of you, Carrie. Not just for taking the trip, but for finally choosing you over everything. You give so much to that company… to everyone. But who gives back to you?” The softness in his voice made my throat tighten unexpectedly. I blinked rapidly. “Don’t make me cry before breakfast, Calvin.” “I’m just saying what you need to hear,” he said gently. “And it’s okay to let go sometimes. The world won’t end if Carrie Blackwood puts herself first at least for once.” I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. “I know. I’m starting to believe that.” “Good. Now, where exactly are you again? Somewhere r