Coraline Based On True Story Novels & Stories

Naturally, they knew who those two were, as well as how powerful they were. "Permission denied!" Fabian roared at the bewildered police officers as he stormed out of his office. He hoped that bluster would stop everyone—and indirectly, Coraline—from continuing. "We don't have a real case yet! Nobody is going to arrest Flemming or Yaeger!" Coraline surveyed her colleagues' faces. All of them looked down as soon as their eyes met. She knew it. No one was going to join her after all. If that were the case, then she would go alone. Coraline had never been the type to let others' attitudes decide how she should act!

The secretary department wouldn't dare disobey orders from Ben, and he was going on an errand and he was not in PHOENIXFELL Capital tomorrow, so this could be arranged without anyone knowing. ‘Coral, I've placed you in front of the man you desire.’ ‘You’d better seize the opportunity.’ Heloise smirked and picked up the milk beside her, taking a sip. …… At the Brook's. Ever since returning from the art gallery, Coral had been feeling guilty for several days. It was only later when her father went to gather information that they realized the media had gotten it all wrong, thinking she was Reginald's woman, and they didn't dare to speak out.

"Oh, really? Is your Brielle really hanging on for dear life, Maximus? Because from where I’m standing, it seems she has plenty of time and energy for her schemes. Her health seems to fluctuate perfectly with your proximity to me." ​Maximus blinked, his confusion genuine and pathetic. "What do you mean? What schemes? Brielle is a victim in all of this, she’s been caught in the crossfire of our—" ​"A victim?" Coralina reached into her small clutch, her fingers closing around a flash drive that contained the CCTV footage from the warehouse and the interrogation records of the men who had snatched her from the Aethelgard garage. "Let me show you exactly what your 'fragile' mistress is capable o

' He asked staring at me intently. 'Coralline' I said 'Coralline doesn't have any power or connections. How would she be able to pull it off?' He asked. 'Maybe with the help of Damon Gonzales. They even attended our engagement party together. They looked pretty close.' I said. 'I don't think so. The video wasn't even about them so why would they go through such stress just to delete the video?' He asked. 'I just know it's Coralline and I'm sure of it. She hates me so she would go through any length to destroy...' I was interrupted by the sound of the door opening.

Kora’s Pov A few hours later, Derek announced he was feeling so much better. I walked into the kitchen to make him the soup I had made earlier when I overheard some of the maids whispering. “She doesn't even know what happened to Calisi, she was tortured!” One of the maids whispered in terror. “She always had a black eye anytime I saw her, and she was terrible at covering it up.” Another maid spewed. “I pity the new miss, she doesn't know who she got married to. Miss Kora still thinks she was lucky, poor girl.” I stared in shock, who is this Calisi? If all they have said is true then I have made a big mistake.

Coraline pleaded, doing a spell to look like Selina again. Scarlet laughed. "I'm not falling for that shit again." Coraline choked as the chains got tighter and tighter around her neck while the darkness was like a cloud around her. She felt great fear, like she had never felt before. "And this is for Horatio and our pack." Coraline rose high in the air, raising above the tallest tree. Scarlet closed her eyes as tears slid down Coraline's face. She pulled at the chain, causing Coraline's body to dissolve into nothing.

Coral was speechless. She could only watch as her blood began to flow out. Even though she could feel that she was slowly losing consciousness, the regret in her heart did not dissipate at all. Why did she have to act so heavy handedly towards Sabrina? In the end, it even cost her her life. It didn’t take long for Coral to die from the blood loss. Ironically, she met her end at the dance hall that she herself had opened and designed for men at the top of various industries.

“I want to tell my dad, to be honest, but I won’t... I think I understand why you don't want people to know, and he doesn’t need to know. Is she as old as his friends think she is? Wait… Seb works with her, right? Is he like her? And what about Vic? They went to school together. If she isn’t, does she know?” “Seb and Vic are like her, yes. Seb is keeping me updated on what’s going on. He can’t talk to her directly, but we know someone who can. Here is the thing. Coralis never speaks much about herself. When she does, she omits a lot of details, but the baseline of what she tells people is the truth. She’s the same age as us and yes, she was recruited into her line of work when she was a teen

Jill also showed Coral a lot of mesmerising creatures but it was the mermaids that would draw her attention. Coral’s dream since that moment was to become a mermaid and live in the vast endless ocean. What the two of them and even Charles did not realise however was that the real world they saw that they loved was actually movies and TV. Jill and Charles had not hacked into any real government tech at this point. It was merely TV stations and movies. Coral had given up her dream after Mary died thinking it would never happen and she couldn’t be more thrilled to finally have this opportunity.

Coral laughed off my doubt with a tap on my shoulder. “Oh, come on Rina. Don't be such a killjoy!” Even though Coral was teasing, I knew very well that it was her who got the invitation and not me. Not us. Coral and I came from vastly different worlds. Where I had been dealt a tough hand, orphaned and struggling to get by, she had grown up in a family of privilege and wealth. With her dad being a hotshot lawyer and her mom owning a fashion house, she was practically born into the city's upper crust, never wanting anything. Coral had connections with almost every wealthy elite in town. So, yes. The invitation was definitely for her. Not us. It could never be for us.