Eda X Camilla Novels & Stories

Camilla sat in the front passenger seat, she wasn’t too happy about the fire, she actually likes learning school is her thing. She’s been scrolling through her phone the entire ride while Racheal and Mirabelle had one of their conversations that I can never seem to make sense of, they tried to include Camilla in it and she’d respond with her usual one word-two worded answers. I have to say Camilla scares me more than Adrian ever will because I never know what she’s thinking. She's easy to read only because she wants to be, she calculates her every action unlike the reckless hurricane Adrian is.

“Let me make something very clear to you.” Her voice was smooth but deadly. “The next time I see you,” Camilla continued, her tone almost conversational, “I’m going to peel your skin off so slowly that you’ll have time to regret every single breath you’ve ever taken.” A sharp inhale ripped through the room. Adrian flinched. Cassie’s eyes widened. But Camilla didn’t so much as blink. “Oh, don’t sound so offended,” she went on lightly, as though she could hear Eliana’s sharp intake of breath through the phone. “You know I always keep my promises.”

Behind her is Jimmy. My lungs. I don't think my lungs are functioning anymore. "Dylan?" Camilla breathes, anxious and more worried. It's over. We're safe now. It's okay to drop to my knees and let out a breath I've been holding for ages. ****

CAMILLA'S POV I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and leaves rustling. I tried to stand up but I felt very weak. I immediately realised that I hadn't had anything to eat in three days. Maybe I shouldn't have rejected that food. If that man wanted he could kill me with his bare hands. He wouldn't waste time using poison. I shuddered at the thought of him and still struggled to stand up. I gathered all my strength and might and stood up and tried to gain balance. I walked towards the curtains and pulled them open. The light rays from the sun hit my eyes immediately and they burned. I rubbed my ears violently and after a few seconds they adjusted to the light.

filled my ears as I brought out my phone and I glanced up to find Camilla bending low with her boobs practically falling out and she had a seductive tint to her movements. "What do you want, Camilla?" Deluca asked, voice cold and sharp with indifference. "I want you, I can give you what this bitch can never give to yo-" "You simply don't have what she has or what she will have." Deluca fired back as he pretended to dust his shirt off and I watched Camilla swell with anger.. She huffed before she left our side and a small laugh left my lips without my consent..

Camilla says flicking through the photos of the missing children. Camilla and I have been partners since we started at the BAU, and we have created a ridiculously tight bond with one another. Her parents are warriors which explains her athletic physique and her ability to take my ass to the ground when we are training. I may be the Beta’s daughter, but I didn’t train in combat. Camilla is another tall drink of water like Artis, but with gorgeous tawny-light skin, and beautiful blonde curly hair. Her chocolate brown eyes seem to bore through people, and it gives you the feeling that she can see your thoughts.

“I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. At Jax’s side. With our child.” I swallowed hard, forcing my face blank. “Funny, Jax invited me here, not you.” Camilla laughed, sounding low and mocking. “Sweetheart, don’t embarrass yourself. You’ve always been a stand-in. The PR girlfriend. The placeholder.” “You’re delusional if you think parading a baby around is going to make me doubt him.” “Oh, darling, I don’t need to parade anything. The proof speaks for itself.” She slipped her into her robe pocket, pulling out her phone. With a swipe of manicured fingers, she unlocked it and turned the screen toward me.

Camilla was not who I thought she was and I kept feeling like I had been played for a total fool. “Just who the hell are you, Ms. Valdez?” I asked. From then, on, I had decided to play their game. It was the only way to ease my way out of this. I just hated the method that I had used on to get my way. “I am the woman who is going to bring you to the very dark places, Damien,” Camilla said with a cold professional look etched on her face. It disturbed me a little bit because of how sure how very sure she sounded.

Riccardo was waiting at the safehouse, pacing like a lion in a cage. When the door opened and Camilla stepped inside—alive, whole, and triumphant—he crossed the room in three strides and kissed her like the world was ending. “You did it,” he murmured against her lips. Camilla leaned her forehead against his. “It’s not over.” “No,” he said. “But for the first time… it’s ours.” In the shadows of Berlin, someone watched the footage of Camilla’s meeting. A woman in a darkened study, wine glass in hand, face hidden.

Camellia laughed, but the laugh didn’t reach her eyes. Amy noticed. “Cami… are you okay?” Camellia froze for half a second. Then nodded. Amy didn’t believe it, “Cami if whatever i did last night made you uncomfortable, I’m sorry.. really sorry okay?” With a light smile, “C’mon you did nothing” and stepped into the bathroom to freshened up. Camellia have been feeling weird since she woke up this morning BERTHA CITY — Caddel’s residence Mrs. Caddel paced back and forth across the living room, her footsteps sharp against the tiled floor. She muttered under her breath, her hands trembling slightly.