Cat Coraline Voice Novels & Stories

"Eli, are you there, or did a flesh-eating monster come out through a vortex and eat your raggedy behind." A smile crept on my face, " I'm here, I was trying to figure out if an alien had taken over your body but it seems like you're still your old deluded self." I could see Coraline rolling her cinnamon-colored eyes while her lips were twisted at the same time, it always amazes me to see her do it. "Whatever, did you even hear what I said? I said I'll be your baby machine."

If anything, she radiated authority. Then her eyes flickered to Gavin, and her frown deepened. “You brought a Landry to my doorstep.” Her voice was like brittle glass; it was sharp and cold. Her words had taken me by surprise, and I took an involuntary step back. Gavin tightened his hold on me, though, keeping me by his side. Gavin opened his mouth to speak, to defend himself, no doubt, but Coraline held up her hand, effectively silencing him. Which surprised me more than anything, Gavin actually closed his mouth, allowing this woman to tell him what to do with just her hand.

“Not until you beg me to fuck you senseless.” “Aaron.” I feel a surge of rage welling up inside me as she whimpers. “Nope!” he grunts, grinding himself against her rear without opening the door like she wants. “But I’m already so sore, baby. I don’t think I can—” “Make up your fucking mind, sweetheart. Do you want me in or out?” The double entendre makes me sick to my stomach. Shit, I wanna throw up. Coraline unleashes a torrent of curses before reluctantly agreeing. “Alright, alright, fine. But you better take me home.”

ecember 20, 2003 – 00:15 (Scotland Time) Coralis closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She wanted to rip their eyes out and strangle them, but she knew these girls were humans and most likely heading to the same destination. She believed Frank when he said nothing ever happened with that actress, but she didn’t like these girls talking that way about her man.

He doesn't move his lips, but as our eyes lock, the mate-bond—the deep, cellular tether he buried into my neck last night—begins to vibrate. *Listen,* his voice echoes, not in my ears, but in the marrow of my jaw. *Feel the stone, Coral. Feel the House of the First Hearth.* A sudden, tectonic pulse ripples through the bond. It hits my teeth like a jolt of static electricity, a specific frequency that smells of ancient ash and dried pine. My throat opens before my mind can even process the change. "I am Coralina of the Southern Fire," my voice erupts, no longer thin, but carrying a heavy, ancient resonance that makes the silver censers rattle on their chains.

Rex smirked, his blue eyes roaming her ass, wiping his mouth with interest. “You never know, anyway he’s had a mate, he’s fair game for anyone now,” Diane pouted, adjusting her cleavage before strutting past Rex without a care. Coraline shrugged herself into a much plainer black mini dress, her long legs on show, wearing chunky black wedges. "She looks good now but watch her try to skip down the line in stilettos…it's going to be carnage," she said with venom on her tongue.

She weakly coughed a few times, bringing the remaining drops of blood in her throat to vomit all out. Oralie looked up at the vampire in front of her, her eyes filled with fear and alarm, her blue eyes flashing with roaring waves. At this time, it is no longer as beautiful as the autumn waves, but just like the stormy, fierce, and volatile sea surface. She raised her voice to ask the other person, but her voice seemed to have been destroyed, becoming hoarse and hard to hear, and no longer sweet as before: - What happened? Selina's face was cold, and there was no trace of a smile on her face. She showed the most sincere expression facing that person, and then, she said:

When she was done, she didn't know how she walked back to the kitchen without falling on her face. “Oh my god! Did you see that hottie?" She grabbed Lisa and squealed immediately she entered. "Yeah, I saw. I saw how you were gushing and almost drooling all over the poor man!" "I was?..." Cora asked in surprise. She didn't know she was that obvious "Yes, Corazon!" Lisa rolled her eyes upward. "He's American. I can bet he's on holiday, looking for a pussy to make his time in Spain more enjoyable. So please get your head out of the cloud if you don't want to get hurt!" Lisa snapped

Leaving her waiting would be the greater offense, right? The door beeped and I pulled it open with a ready smile. Her own dropped. “Who the hell are you?” All traces of her earlier sweetness were drained away. “Hello. I’m Coraline, Mr. Castelli’s new cook.” She eyed me up and down before stepping in, her high heels clacking on the vinyl flooring of the entryway. “Alessio,” she called out with a slight Spanish accent, her voice a high trill. “Ale darling, I’m here.”

she hated being weak. "Who are you?" Joan found herself asking as she stared at both women, and Epheba's attention returned to her. "Me?" Epheba's asked. a smile appeared on her face as she took a step closer to Joan, Joan started to move backwards, but stopped when her back touched the wall of the room... coraline stopped walking when she was standing in front of Joan and the smile she had on her face dissipated "I'm someone who can't wait to see your end and the end of the lycans" Coraline said in a low voice, and Joan saw the glint of anger that passed through her eyes, but it left as soon as it came... "Off you go!" She added, and Joan gasped when she felt like she was being dragged away