Carol Novels & Stories

She could feel something coming from the pup, as if it were reaching for her. She smiled. “What’s your name, pup, and how old are you?” “My name is Carter, and I’m thirteen.” They stood swaying side to side with Carter’s arms wrapped lightly around Leah’s waist. He was the same height as Leah, but she could already tell he would be well over six feet tall once he stopped growing. He had dark hair and blue eyes that were reminiscent of Ray and Francesca, and she had a suspicion that he was related as well, but she didn’t know how.

Carlos was lying on the floor in sheer pains while Isabel circled around him. “From henceforth, Carlos is stripped of his title… He is to vacate his place of residence before sunset today.” She unapologetically dug her heels deep into his torn skin, earning a heart breaking scream from Carlos. Satisfied with the punishment she has inflicted on her subordinate, Isabel vanished without a trace.

Ananas was currently using the bag she was carrying. "I delivered it, but who is that woman named Carol?" "You mean Carol White? She's the owner of that boutique. What's wrong with Carol?" "No, I'm not. I just wanted to ask about Uncle Douglas. Did you guys tell him about me rejecting omega pheromones?" Tristan shifted his conversation to Ananas. For a few seconds, Ananas and Gabriel looked at each other even as they looked like they were both trying to find an answer to the question asked by Tristan.

She studied from the start here and knew each and every corner of the school so she helped me navigate my math and coincidentally we had the same class. She was a chatterbox and had that friendly vibe however not everyone interacted with her over the last week I spent with her and I wondered why. She was nice to me and I wouldn't be wrong to say we were becoming friends. Sarah had the most beautiful set of dimples and she was blonde. Her smile was so beautiful. "Did you complete your homework, Arabella?" She asked me and I nodded my head as we took a seat in the front. "It was so hard I had to take help from Hades. And the sweetheart that he is, didn't even hesitate to do my homework. I love

Carol hugged those of us who were returning staff, and enthusiastically shook the hand of Cindy, a cuteish redhead who was the only newbie in our van. Hugs from Carol are nice. Even at forty-one, she still fills out the orange uniform shorts nicely, and the white camp t-shirt very nicely. It is always a good day when Carol decides to work the swimming hole. And if Carol doesn't know the libidinous effect that she has on the young guys, campers and counselors alike, I'll eat my hat.

EPILOGUE: PART 3 ​CAROL ​Since I already know the way to the doctor’s office, I don’t ask for directions; I simply walk to the door, which is slightly ajar, and knock before entering. ​"Good afternoon, Doctor Kate." ​"Hello, Carol. How have you been?" She gives me a kiss on the cheek. Kate is a blonde woman with blue eyes, very beautiful for her age. ​"Very well, Doctor, thank you."

Carol. “Oh, you don’t have children of your own yet?” The old lady, Carol, smiled, as she led her to the young girl’s section. “Oh, no ma’am. I don’t think I’m ready for that just yet.” Kiara chuckled, looking through some gift cards. “But surely, it’s on your mind, yes?” Carol turned to her, causing her eyes to collide with hers.

I don't have enough understanding of kids to be able to reason with Brandon when he's distressed, and it hurts to see him so upset. Now that I have the chance to look her in the eye, I'm also a little taken aback by how attractive she is. She has delicate, soft features, and in the glinting rays of sunlight that creep through the clouds above, her brown eyes glow like honey. Her dark brown hair is pulled into a messy bun, flyaways poking out in all directions. "What's your name?" I ask her. "I'm Carol." "Evans." I hold out a hand to shake hers. Her handshake is surprisingly firm for someone who just did a fake voice for a plastic dinosaur. "Nice to meet you."