Carol Fanfic Novels & Stories

Instead of reading, Ricardo tucks his chin over Carlos’s shoulder and nuzzles into the crook of his neck. It’s a little distracting, to be honest, and Carlos’s gaze flickers. “For someone who didn’t like me yesterday, you really like cozying up to me,” he laughs. “Not my fault,” the alpha mumbles against his skin. “Makes me feel better. Stupid soul mate bond.” “Is that why you were sweating when I left for half an hour?” “Dunno. Feel sick whenever you leave. Got anything in your book about that?” Carlos flips the pages over to the index and scans through the contents. “Mhm, here it is,” he grabs a handful of pages to track down the page number and points at what he thinks might give an expla

Just like Carrie’s fingers in the dream. My heart thudded in my ears as I entwined our fingers, just like I had in the dream and it melted perfectly… together. I dropped his hand immediately, there was no way. Car was a guy that worked for me in my office, I reminded myself. And Carrie was the girl that I’ll always be in love with. Yes. They were two different people even though their hands felt strangely the same. I groaned, I was going to drive myself insane at this point. Then something hit me.

I can't blame him, Athena is not his mate, but I love him. I excused myself to them, leaving a kiss on Athena's forehead and make my way to Charisha's room. "But he's your mate!" I recognize the voice from Xander's mate and Cailly's best friend, Rose. I stayed for awhile. "I know" Finally, it's Cailly's voice, but her voice is something I can't tell. Is she's sad? I'll find out why. I open the door, looks like they didn't notice me yet because they stay silent.

All the complicated and dark feelings are always calm and peaceful if I'm with her. "Of course, my Princess." I immediately pulled her hand closer. I grabbed her waist tightly and planted a deep kiss on her luscious lips. I could feel the warm and soft sensation of Lily's flowers. Of course, our kiss lasted a little longer, as if we wanted to fulfill each other. Celine is a tranquilizer for me. **** — Cara — "Truth or dare?" I challenged. "Truth." "What? No... that's a loser!" I was protesting the answer given by Flo, one of my friends.

Leaning over towards Carol’s ear, she whispered. “Blake wants us to play along, I don’t know what he’s up to, but he won’t abandon us. You play the hard to get, and I’ll play the compromising sister for the cars.” “Sister? What are you saying? I… I can’t just entertain this man; I have a boyfriend who gets exceptionally jealous. If, if I accompany you, what will he think?” Carol said with an astonished expression to fool the men.

Cara could feel her entire body reacting to him. After learning that he and his stepsister were struggling financially, she seized the opportunity and decided to "sponsor" him by providing for him financially. Then, she began seducing him with every opportunity she could get after confirming their relationship. In the summer, Cara would wear short dresses to deliver lunch to him, but she would never get a second glance from him. He would then tell her that the food she gave him was no different from the food served at his canteen. At night, she would slip on custom-made nightgowns and get onto him, asking for a night of intimacy. He, however, wouldn't respond to her at all.

Then she shouted after her in a shaky voice, "Keeping us apart won't do anyone any good, you know. Have you ever stopped to think about how and what we feel.. for each other?" Carol turned around to regard her with a wicked smile on her face. "If you think you've got my son ensnared in some Stockholm Syndrome kinda thing, then you're hugely mistaken. He will forget about you in no time. And you better pray I find him before the day runs out." It was on the tip of Cara's tongue to say 'or else what?', but she wisely kept her mouth shut and watched in silent anger as her lover's mother returned to her car and drove off.

"You think I give a shit? I don't. I'm not here for Father. He's not ordering me here. I'm not his little bitch anymore. I freed you from his enslavement too, you ungrateful piece of shit." My hand tightened on the gun and he yelped. "Wait! You're going to want to hear this, you selfish bastard." "There's nothing you can say to interested me." My index finger tightened around the trigger. "HER NAME IS CAROLINE." I paused. "Whose name?" "That girl," he spit. "The one you've been driving around. You like sneaking into her window? Bet she's got nice, warm, fresh pussy, doesn't she?"

“I’m telling you, it’s over for you! Do you think you’re so great just because you know a little bit of martial arts? Come here. Let me introduce you to my boyfriend, Seamus Owen. He’s a god-like person who can call upon the wind and rain, as well as summoning spirits. Not even ten of you can beat his single finger. If you’re smart enough, you should kneel before me and lick all ten of my toes. Only then I may consider letting you live.” “Can he kill me with a single poke of his finger?” Alex laughed coldly. “Carol, looks like you remember his finger quite well. You should save it for yourself. Oh, I can’t quite understand right now. Is he your boyfriend or your brother-in-law?” Alex asked.

“You owe him an explanation and he owes you his time and ears. He’s your mate and I want you to work things out.” “Is this because you want me to return to the Capitol with you?” She asked, narrowing her eyes at me. “I’m sorry I left, but—” “No,” I said quickly, holding up my hand to stop her. “It has nothing to do with me and everything to do with you, Fiona. You can’t compare every guy to Ben and—” “Don’t say that asshole's name, Carol. What is wrong with you? You know his name is forbidden,” she snapped, tears glistening in her deep blue eyes.