Elena And Caroline Novels & Stories

Stella asked back "Why stel? you are asking why look at how they are holding arms and laughing to whatever discussion they are having. This is your dinner party, you have the right to know who came and who did not. Go meet him now and show that there is boundaries because he's yours" Klein push Stella a little. Immediately Stella left Elena walked to Klein "You don't have to do that. thats Caroline, she's Edward senior sister and beside she don't have a thing for MJ but Damien" Elena stare at their direction.

Mrs Elena muttered staring at her stained dress, which was covered in mud (The car instantly halted and a beautiful woman in her late 40's was seen stepping out of the big luxurious car, she walked quickly to Mrs Elena while Mrs Elena stood in surprise) I'm so sorry madam, I didn't see you coming" the woman said taking off her sunglasses Really!!?...how would you see me when you are riding in a car that worths my life, while I am....... ( Mrs Elena speech was cut short by the woman when she suddenly spoke out) Elena ?? ...the Woman said with a surprise look. Sorry??... have we met before?" mrs Elena asked looking confused.. "Of course lena, it's me Caroline, your bestie in college" the woman

Her legs were crossed over each other as she sat. "Cara called yesterday, she says she misses you and hopes you will visit her soon." Lucien's words grabbed Eleana's attention. She smiled at him as he looked at her over his shoulder. "Aww, I miss her too. How about you bring her here for a few days? I could show her around." Eleana proposed with enthusiasm. Cara was Lucien's younger sister. Eleana had bonded with her while living in Paris.

So for a while, she played the part, and disappeared in the part again for a few weeks. Another thing that excited the old Kara was the number of desperate suitors throwing themselves at her feet. As Kara Beltran, she only had Lionel, but Kara Rey had boys confessing to her left and right, some handsome, some unkempt, and she felt like she could go on a power trip and no one could stop her. She was also officially tied to a brainless jock named Will Simon, who had immaculate abs. A stereotype, she thought, but one she was willing to take. Kara thought her life was settling in nicely. Maybe she could live it all again, and do it right this time. No more pathetic Ralf or annoying gremlin child

(Elena’s Pov) "Tell me it's a joke." Lana didn't even close the door. She barged into my apartment waving her phone like a flag. "Come on, you know I can't joke with something like that. It's everywhere Elena! Xavier Carrington is getting married next weekend. " "What?" My voice came out as a whisper. She held her phone's screen up for me to see. The headline screamed: Xavier Carrington Engaged to Real Estate Princess. Xavier's arms were looped around a flawless blonde in a red gown, his smile easy, practiced, familiar.

Elena linked her arm through Vicenzo’s and shot me a provocative glance. The car sped all the way to a heavily guarded estate. This was one of the Carlini family’s strongholds. Two broad-shouldered soldati stood at the entrance. When they saw us step out, one of them gave a cold glance and urged impatiently, “Go in. They’re all waiting.” The display of force seemed to rattle Vicenzo. His body trembled almost imperceptibly, and he instinctively tightened his grip around my wrist. “Eva, don’t be afraid. Just apologize properly, and it’ll be fine…” His voice shook, as though he were convincing himself, and he pulled me quickly toward the doors.

She crossed back to the bed and set it down on the covers without making him take it from her directly. She looked at him one last time. “I’m Elena,” she said. “Elena Carter. CEO of Carter Group.” A small pause. “In case you ever need anything.” She turned and walked to the door. She had her hand on the handle when his voice came from behind her. “You are worried about something,” he said. Elena stopped. She turned around slowly and looked at him. She opened her mouth. Everything from the previous day came back at once. She felt it coming and for one unguarded moment she almost let it.

Elena stirred her cappuccino and shot a glance at Angelo from the rim cup that she sipped. “His adventures not only with her, but Boss seemed got itchy while that bitch got involved in his business.” Angelo sipped his espresso. “He should’ve been in love with her so much…!” Elena smirked and wrapped her surroundings with some investigative observation. In the middle of their conversation, a blonde hot girl seemed to come out from a luxurious car. She walked to the table at the corner . ‘She wasn’t Iréne Belle.’ Angelo and Elena were peeking at the girl.

"I’m Lydia. Lydia Vane. Charlie Vane's wife. And we, my dear, have a very important mutual acquaintance." Elena’s eyes widened slightly at the mention of the Vane name, but her posture immediately stiffened when she registered the cold, predatory intensity radiating from the woman in front of her. "A Vane? I don't believe I know any Vanes. What do you want with me?"

Cara let go of my hand and skipped toward Elena, the head cook. "Miss Elena!" she called out excitedly. Elena turned, her face lighting up with a big smile. "Ah, princess Cara," she teased gently. "I want to help you, Miss Elena," Cara said, moving closer to the counter. Elena shook her head with a laugh. "No, no, my princess doesn’t have to do that. You’ll get your little hands dirty." "But I want to, Miss Elena," Cara insisted, crossing her tiny arms playfully.