Finding Camelia Novels & Stories

She held out her hand for me to shake and I did so. “ Jennifer Madison, your new assistant " " Amelia Rose “ I replied. she nodded and then pointed towards the coffee and I nodded. “you have nothing much to do, you have one meeting with your first client, he was here before you arrived but then left, I can call him up now so you could...” “Give me his address “ I whispered and she stared at me as if to confirm my words, I didn’t want to spend time in here and think about Gale cause I was sure my thoughts couldn’t avoid him. I wanted to let go of everything for now.

Hailey moans kept growing from whatever Jamiel’s shadow was doing to him and he kept leaning forward to Heriel’s face. Hailey’s sweet chamomile scent filled the room very thickly. Damiel’s brothers got off him and he was handed water by Damiel himself. Damiel faced Hailey and Dailey, “told you to grip the head board’’. My cherry pheromones were starting to fill up the room once more with my mouth wide open, still staring at heriel and Jamiel. The female omega gave the cellphone signal to Heriel and Jamiel before going out with the alpha doctor after having him tell us the precautions to take for our heat and nesting.

Camellia laughed at the sight of those innocent eyes, which soothed her longing for Peter. "Beautiful even; Grandma is beautiful like the flower with the same name." Tessa pointed to Camellia's pink flower. "You're beautiful too; your baby must be beautiful like you." Camellia was a little hesitant to touch Tessa's stomach. Tessa realized that she was holding Camellia's hand closer and let Grandma touch her belly. "Camellia's grandma is the first to know the sex." Tessa gave a small whisper. "Really! She means my great-granddaughter, then." Camellia smiled as she felt baby Tessa's little kicks. ********

For what seemed like twenty minutes, we stayed locked together until Camelia finally broke off. “You know what?” She paused, picking up my school bag from the couch where I dropped it, and pulling me all the way upstairs. “Let’s go do some shopping,” Camelia proposed, laughing hard before flinging my school bag on the bed. “Grab some clothes and let’s go,” she said, leaving me confused and a bit worried. “What are you doing?” “You’ll find out,” she winked at me before racing out of the room. “Meet me downstairs, baby girl.”

Was someone trying to manipulate me? A knock came at the bathroom door. Three soft taps. Then silence. I held my breath, clutching the photo like it could protect me. After a moment, the sound of footsteps faded, and I let myself breathe again. ⸻ That night, I met Eli at the old bike trail near Ridgemont. We didn’t talk at first—just walked side by side, our steps crunching over loose gravel. The wind had a bite to it, and the trees whispered overhead like they were keeping secrets.

On the nightstand, I found a glass of water on a tray with a note attached to it. 'Take it.' His voice echoed in my head with his loud growl. Well, I'll be damned not to. I opened one of the pills and gulped it down with water, threw on his shirt and headed downstairs. The clattering of plates drew my attention to the kitchen and I walked in to find Martha washing the dishes. I could turn back now and run away before she noticed-- oh no, too late. She turned and smiled at me. "Hello again, Camille. I was wondering where you went," she said sweetly.

Camelia joked. “Fine! When my mate becomes a wild vampire, I’ll send my girl to you so you can look after her along with your wild baby! Then I’ll be calling you every second because I miss her!” "Hahaha, no way! It seems being single is better for now," Camelia said, laughing as she hurried away. Camelia was indeed one of the vampires closest to Joe; she worked as a design staff member at the Blavatnik Group. Like a younger sister, she loved to nag him, often causing minor headaches that Joe had to fix as her senior.

“Cecelia, explain to us what you did. Why can’t you find anything?” Cecelia takes a moment, collecting her thoughts. “When I examined Camellia, I was looking for any magical traces that might explain her memory loss. But there’s nothing there—no spells, no curses.” “It’s unusual,” she continues. “Memories are usually suppressed or blocked with spells, easy enough to trace and reverse. But Camellia’s...it’s like they were extracted and removed entirely. There’s an echo, a trace that something was there, but it’s empty now. It’s unlike anything I’ve seen before. I need to do more research.”

“Find out now.” “Yes.” “The location too.” Ronal nodded. “Understood.” Calvin leaned back, but his hands clenched tightly. “A blind date…” he muttered cynically. “You move quickly, Camelia.” Evening approached night. Camelia walked out of a small boutique. She had changed into neater clothes, though still simple. Her phone suddenly rang. She opened her email. One message came in. Then another. Camelia stopped walking. “A rejection?” she murmured softly.

The couple entered into the car and headed for their reception venue. “did you like?” Roman asked, looking down at Camila who was tucked in beside him. “no I didn’t like it… I loved it” Roman breathed a sigh of relief “don’t tell me you were worried” Roman shrugged “no I wasn’t”. “sure” Camila drawled with an eye roll. They got down at the reception and headed in to change. Camila changed into a golden dress with a long slit at the front and off shoulder sleeves. She undid her bun and designed it with white and gold flowers. The reception was already in full swing by the time she and Roman walked in. Her brothers were having a field day, telling jokes, embarrassing stories and fighting over