Caroline Shaw Novels & Stories

THE MEDIA Lana pov Caroline Davon, a prominent journalist known for her critical stance on the media's portrayal of the situation instigated by Sarah, prompted me to create an opportunity for Donavon to halt all agreements intended for my company. I carefully repositioned the table to facilitate a discussion regarding the scandal, as Caroline urged me to address the matters at hand in order to restore my reputation. While I acknowledged her request, I remained unconvinced of the necessity to engage with individuals like Sarah and Donavon, deeming them unworthy of my attention. I scoffed, running my fingers through my hair as I contemplated my next words.

I gasped in disbelief, “Caroline is the identical twin of Catherine!”

“Someone seems curious about the legend.” My head snaps to the right to locate the source of the voice. Caroline, the same woman that tackled the huge man to the ground, is staring at me with a hint of amusement in her eyes. She takes a step forward, the silt on her gown exposing her milky thigh with each soft movement, and she takes her time to stare at the carving. Caroline's hair is in a high ponytail, exposing her slender neck and collarbone. She effortlessly carries this air of grace, danger, like a temptress that knows her charm.

As I took a seat across from her, the fragrance of freshly bloomed flowers filled the air, adding a touch of serenity to our conversation. Caroline's eyes held a mix of relief and vulnerability, her gaze meeting mine with an unspoken understanding. We spoke softly, sharing the weight of our experiences, the pain and suffering that had marked her time in the clutches of the shapeshifters. Her voice trembled slightly as she recounted the trials she endured, her words carrying the weight of resilience and courage. Amidst the whispers and hushed tones, Caroline shared a revelation that left me momentarily stunned.

She pouted. "Does she bother you that much?" Shawn teased, arching a brow. "Her?" Caroline tried to brushed it off with a cool scoff, but it came out in a guttural chuckle. "No way. Why would I be worried about someone who is not your type. I know what you like. She is not what you're looking for." Shawn chuckled. "So, why bother yourself about her?'' Caroline scoffed, avoiding Shawn's gaze. "I'm just being careful. Some women are not ashamed to wash their dirty linen in a public pool. They can go any length to take what does not belong to them."

Mrs Angela said, smiling gleefully. Tracy Molly turned, her radiant smile beaming as she showcased an effortless grace. Her poised demeanour was matched only by her stunning appearance. Her dress flowed elegantly around her, accentuating her feminine assets. Wade's eyes widened slightly in surprise as Tracy approached the table, her gaze meeting his. His mother, Mrs Angela, looked triumphant, clearly pleased with Tracy's grand entrance. "Isn't she beautiful, Wade?" Mrs Angela asked, her voice tinged with an air of assurance.

She wore a warm smile, holding up a small placard in one hand and a mic in the other. "Hello, everyone and welcome to the 15th edition of X!!" - She cheered loudly, arousing the applause of everyone present. " As every other year, we are dedicated to awarding the most excellent amongst our actors - ranging from new best comers to top - tier actors on our lists." "I'm Shayna Taylor and as always i'm your lovely host of tonight's event." - She blew a kiss, grinning widely. The crowd cheered once more, erupting in a frivolous applause.

” “Y-you gotta be joking. You don’t want me to mention that incident but you brought her here? Just what are you thinking Carter?” Carter understood Caroline’s lack of acceptance he really did but he was seriously getting annoyed, for a moment he thought about ripping his hair out. “You don’t need to worry about that I know what I am doing, and stop with that prejudices of yours. Can you try to get to know her. Maybe if you did ..you’d understand her better she is not anything like you think of her as.” “That's right Caroline, Thalia saved my life.” said Shayne “She is a nice girl, loyal too just like you- Carter and I gave her a hard time too but she didn’t betray the pack and even helped m

It was an unfamiliar number. She hesitated, then answered. “Hello?” There was a pause, followed by a trembling, raspy voice. “Is this… Miss Raina Carrington?” The voice was unfamiliar, and deliberately lowered, as if the caller was hiding or scared of something. “This is Raina Carrington,” she replied. The person on the other end let out a long sigh of relief, then said quickly, “Miss Carrington, you might… you might remember me. I’m Mr. Shaw, from Research Base No. 1.”

When she was opening her gift I finished my call and came inside. I saw my mom standing beside sarah. She wore a floweral t shirt over a long sleeved blue jacket with blue jean which perfectly matched her fair skin and blonde hair. Her ears are pierced with a short peral earrings and a short pearl necklace was seen in her round neck. Even though she was in her early 50's her figure was so perfect and she always look very beautiful.Her name is Kaylee shaw, the chairwomen of shaw's group. "Here's a hearty welcome, big and warm enough to encompass you! To say we are thrilled to see you is an understatement."I greeted my mom and hugged her with a gentle smile and brighter face.