Forbidden Karla Sorensen Novels & Stories

In her quest for power, Carla had delved into dark arts, embracing the twisted allure of forbidden magic to achieve her goals. As she retraced the steps that had brought her to the precipice of darkness, Carla felt a pang of regret. The allure of revenge, once intoxicating, now tasted bitter on her lips. The price she had paid—her parents, her allies, her humanity—all sacrificed on the altar of retribution. Yet, the ember of hatred for Mara burned unabated, casting a crimson hue over Carla's thoughts.

Those words had not left my head since morning no matter how hard I tried distracting myself. I reached for the small television hanging inside the hospital room because the silence felt unbearable. The screen switched channels before suddenly stopping on a celebrity news report showing Ryan Cole smiling beside Vanessa Cole. At first my tired brain struggled processing what I was seeing because the words beneath the screen made no sense to me. Engaged. Ryan Cole engaged to Vanessa Cole. My chest tightened painfully while I stared at the expensive ring resting on her finger beside him. Then my phone buzzed loudly inside my pocket with a text message from Ryan himself.

His angular jawline was set tight as he didn't appreciate her disobedience. She knew she was fucked up. Despite knowing the consequences, she willingly signed her death certificate by disobeying his orders. But again, she wasn't his puppet. Right? His eyes were piercing holes in her face, and it looked like he wanted to swallow her alive. Soon, rushed footsteps echoed as Jenna, Lara, Roman and others gathered outside the kitchen. Jenna looked as if she would pass out at any second, "M-Mr. Kingsley," She immediately clamped up when Adrian raised his palm, indicating for her to shut her explanation.

Her palm cracked against his face. She met his gaze. Her eyes burned with rage. “If you ever touch me again, I’ll have you arrested for sexual assault.” “I paid you a million dollars.” Kevin said, rubbing his chin. “And the job is done. Don’t ever contact me again.” Emily grabbed the overalls and walked past Kevin, who held his jaw, rubbing it painfully. She went back to the bathroom, threw the clothing on quickly, and walked out. She went to the car where Ali was waiting.

“We’ll do everything we can for your sister.” “Well get to it,” my patience was hanging by a thread. She quickly walked away. I dragged my fingers through my hair before dropping heavily into a chair. “She’ll be fine, boss,” Theo assured me. “Don’t fucking tell me that,” I muttered harshly, covering my face with my hands. Cara had not been fine for four years. And now that she finally woke up, she was already fighting for her life again. The thought alone nearly destroyed me. Then my conscience turned against me.

She stood in her heels and curated smugness, wearing a dress two sizes too tight and a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. Her gaze ran down the length of me. Slowly. Calculated. That look every woman knows—disapproval dressed up as politeness. “Interesting choice of dress, Isabelle,” she said sweetly. “So… bare. You must be freezing.” I didn’t flinch. Just folded my arms. Let her see the red lipstick, the slit, the skin. “I was warm until now. Guess snakes do that—drop the temperature.” Enzo’s jaw twitched. Carol’s smile stayed glued on like cheap gloss.

What answer will she give her now but she thinks it's the right time to let her know the truth. But she knew it would surely hurt Kiara for keeping such a secret from her but she won't deny the fact that she did that for her sake. *** Lucas was made the King and everyone who tried to object to it was killed and that made orders to stand on their limit. Cassandra was forced to marry Lucas. She was given an opportunity to marry Lucas or die. She doesn't know what will happen to her if she dies and that's why she will live. She plans on finding Daniel and setting everything right and then she will try and find a way to go back to her world. She kind of felt something for Daniel, but she can't e

As she looked at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but wonder how she was going to get out of this situation. Penelope couldn't imagine liking someone who had a reputation for being cruel and ruthless, but she didn't voice her thoughts. She knew there was no point in arguing with her mother. She would just have to wait and see for herself. As Penelope and her mother left the boutique, they were greeted by the sight of a sleek, black car parked outside. The car was a luxury vehicle, with dark tinted windows and a shiny exterior that gleamed in the sun. The driver, a burly guard wearing the colours of the Pack, stood at attention beside the car, waiting to open the door for them.

The pain in his chest is unbearable; the agony and failure that he's feeling right now are too much for him to handle. "Just look for someone else, grandson. Because from this day onwards, Ariana is your sister. She's off-limits for you, Brian Gil. She's forbidden."

But still his anxiety increases when he heard what was Caleb thinking as he couldn't find words how to tell him. "WHO THE FUCK IS THIS?" "WHI DARED TO DO THIS?" Aaron roared throwing the laptop away as his only rivals were the opponent companies of Creature but no one could dared to achieve such act against him. Kevin and Trevor entered his office as Caleb had already messaged them about Alaina. "Who did this?" Kevin asked as he glanced at his brother's devastated state. He was looking the same when Alaina betrayed him at that dreading night. "Don't know?" Caleb nodded his head as he told them about the car who took her.