Carol Novels & Stories

Did I waste too much time, can I still succeed in getting my revenge against him? “Come on Lexi, wake up. A client is asking for you and he is in the champagne room. Why do you keep zoning out? Look girl, you need to hurry, this deal is cool and legit. I recommended you to him after getting part payment myself. Just go over there and give him your best performance, you’ll love this deal, I promise.” Carol urged me on, sounding a little too excited. Carol is her stage name, her real name is Graciela Murray and we have been quite close for the past year’s years although I never told her anything about my past. We go on some privat

How did I know Carol? It was such a strange question. I sat there with it. Carol was… a teacher. A witch, though she didn't say it out loud. I trusted her. I had her number in my phone. But where did I meet her? Not through the pack. Not through Sophia, Sophia barely knew her. Not through work. She was somebody's friend. I was sure of that. Somebody's college friend. I could almost see it. A dorm room, two girls laughing, a—

“Don’t say that out loud!” She laughed against my palm, then pulled away. I shot her a playful glare. “You know that was Karma, right? For slapping Chris.” Carol rolled her eyes. “Karma ain’t real.” We both burst into laughter, walking down the hallway together, our giggles bouncing off the walls. “But seriously, Professor Hartley noticed me today. If he wasn’t our Professor, would have shooted my shot.” “No, you don’t mean it.” “Yes, I do. I’m pretty enough to bag any guy I want, boo.” I knew she meant it. Carol was defiant and courageous enough. The tall-model issh with the vixen face card kind of hot too. Just that she misuse

Carol said. She was dressed in a silk V-neck camisole, revealing a hint of her smooth, pale skin. She had her long hair draped to one side, her glamorous makeup enhancing her seductive charm. Scarlett wore a simple outfit—a cardigan paired with denim shorts and flats that gave her a youthful, energetic vibe. Ashton didn't feel like bickering with Carol, opting instead to begin cultivating by circulating the Cosmic Breathing Technique. "What do you do for a living, Ashton? You're already 30 years old, right? Have you actually made a name for yourself yet?" Carol questioned.

Coral smiles, “we met at the spa yesterday.” “Oh,” the woman shot me a dark side glare. “I really hope I’m not making you late?” Coral sighed but seemed genuine this time, “Madam Holiway was just going to help me choose a dress really quickly. I was too excited.” “Of course. You can come anytime. I will always make room for you.” The woman must have been Madam Holiway. I couldn't help but notice their closeness. I'd never met Madam Holiway before. But clearly Carol had. They seemed to be almost best friends. And she called Carol Mrs. Aster. She'd never do that unless... was Jacob publicly acknowledging C

Who cares about some messages when she is going on a honeymoon with her husband? Right now, after a long day, Carol walks out of the office. She has a business trip to Miami tomorrow, so she needs some comfortable clothes suitable for the weather. Recently, it’s been getting colder here, but Miami should be warm. While walking toward her car, she notices a familiar figure talking to one of her employees. The moment their eyes meet, she waves her hand with a gentle smile. **It’s been a while, Carol! How have you been?** William Zain, Sarah’s boyfriend, approaches her.

"Summer!" Carol called. Summer turned to look at her. She jogged over with a broad smile, the swelling of her left cheek still evident underneath her thick makeup. Summer suddenly felt like her palm was stinging from the sight. Perhaps she'd used a bit too much force… She asked calmly, "Yes?" "I have a few things to tell you. Here. Come with me." Carol glanced at Robin, who was watching her vigilantly. She'd heard about him from her husband and knew he was a terrifying man who had blood on his hands.

She scuttled in keeping her eyes on the floor. Alex yelled “Why is there not one competent person who applied Carol?” Carol stuttered,”I-uh am not sure.” Carol’s voice had always irritated him but lately it was like scrapping metal on a chalk board. He groaned in disgust.”Just get out your as useless as ever. Send in Mia whatever her last name is in 20 minutes I need a break.” Carol hesitated by the door her chunky figure casting a large shadow by the door. He had originally hired Carol with the intentions of getting close to her thin

Pain doesn’t just vanish because you name it. Carol perched on the windowsill like a cat, arms still crossed. “You know,” she said, “for someone who was supposedly just eavesdropping, I already know your entire plan. Every shady detail.” Grey sighed. “Carol.” “No. I’m not judging.” She shrugged. “I’m saying I want in.” My brows shot up. “Really?”

In his opinion, Philip would definitely fall for Carol’s impeccable beauty. Coincidentally, Philip did not ask Aslan to bring the women from the villa, so Donald did not know that he was just a frog in the well. Carol used her beauty to do whatever she wanted, deliberately parading herself in front of the young talents from other guilds so that everyone could notice her. Although Carol's energy core was damaged, her beauty was unaffected. Combined with her identity as a holy maiden, her appeal was undeniable.