Carol Novels & Stories

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

“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

“I'm so sorry, but I didn't do it…I’d never hurt a lovely woman like Mi'lady, she..” “What is your name??” I cut in. She hiccuped, pausing her struggle against the two men holding her up by her elbows. “Carol, Milord.” She looked exactly like prey should, and my body reacted sinfully to her. Demanding that I claim her right then. Push her down and tear off the flimsy dress with the sleeves already hanging down her slender shoulders. Pale, shaking, her eyes and nose red and swollen from crying…gods, I wanted her right then.

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."

Elena asked cautiously. "I'm a colleague of Aria's. She asked me to come by and pick up something," Carol said sweetly, calling her "auntie" and making sure to mention Aria's name. Elena didn't suspect a thing and opened the door. "Is Aria the one who sent you? I haven't seen that girl in a while. I wonder how she's doing." Carol stepped inside quickly. As Elena turned her back, Carol pulled a small fruit knife from her pocket and plunged it into Elena's back.

Lily blushed even more and said, "Alright then. I shall address you as Carol." * In the afternoon, Caroline dozed off while sunbathing in the yard when her phone rang. Seeing an unknown number, she answered with a frown, "Hello, who is it?" Daniella's voice came through. "Caroline, are you free? Let's meet tomorrow." "No!" Caroline rejected coldly. She was about to hang up when Daniella urgently added, "Don't you want to know about your past?" Caroline hesitated and brought the phone back to her ear. "What do you mean?"

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.

said Ed. “We trusted that horrible man, and he stole you from us,” wailed Mrs. Allis. “Hush now, Carol. You don’t want to frighten her.” Carol, formerly Mrs. Allis to her, nodded at the man beside her. “You’re right, Jim.”

I saw as I start driving to the pack house. As I pull up and park in front of the pack house, my dick gets hard all over again, as I step out of my car and see Scarlett waiting outside the packhouse, leaning against the railing of the porch. Her long, chocolate brown hair is in loose waves down her back and I can see her bright green eyes from here. Her curves look perfect in a red dress that wraps around her body, showcasing her cleavage as it ties at the waist. Her legs, perfectly toned from all her time training and sparring, look they need to be wrapped around me as she stands in a pair of black stiletto heels. Before she has a chance to move even an inch, I’m out of my car and on the po

After all my classes,the day went fast. I was about to go home when i heard someone screaming my name. 'flora, Flora ,are you running away from me ? the person asked . I started praying in my mind, "father Lord don't let it to be Collins. I said, joining my hands together. I knew from the voice that it was him calling me .just as I was about to turn back collins was standing at my front ,I was puzzled because my name that I heard was from a far distance.