Kara Cross の小説・ストーリー

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

Damon felt the need to ask. Alexa looked at him. "Oh. Her name is Kara Torres. Stay away." They nodded. "Alright, you guys should go," Alexa told them. Damien opened the car and they came out, waving their hands at their mom with a smile. It made Alexa smile, but then she sighed knowing Leo's suspicions were right. Carmen is up to no good and one way or another, she's gonna have to do something about her. "You know what to do, right Kara?"

I squealed, peppering kisses on his neck which had him groaning. “What?” I asked when he stopped his journey through the threshold. He sets me on my feet. And there I met eye to eye with Kara. She looked better than the last time I saw her. Her hair was back in its natural dark color. Her skin was paler, but there was a light in her eyes that I hadn’t seen before. ~~ “I’m sorry for coming here unannounced,” Kara explained, as I set a cup of chamomile tea on the table. Klaus left for the barn to give us a little privacy. “I was in the area and I wanted to say hi.”

Kara is the daughter of their company's rival. A pretty, educated, soft-spoken, talented, and charming daughter of their rival. She has the most perfect image of a girl in the country, with her being a good model for all the women of her age. She is like an innocent, virgin girl, who is never been kissed, nor touched by any guy. If only they knew what kind of girl she is in real life. He is lonely, again. And harder this time. He will use his hands while showering to satisfy his desires this morning before going to the stockholder's meeting.

“You’ve met my friend Jasper, right?” Kara stands next to Katie and blinks slowly, already stoned. She tilts her head to see Jasper behind me. “Mate?” Katie looks around me and sees who Kara is looking at. Her eyes brighten and a big smile comes over her face. “Oh, my Goddess! Kara, we have the same mate! We’re so lucky!” “H-hello. Jasper. Jasper Webber.” Jasper stands next to me. “Has anyone ever told you two how fucking beautiful you are?”

And he wasn't alone. The girl walking beside him was about 5'7, with warm brown hair that had bright blonde highlights catching the cafeteria lights. She moved easy, like she belonged anywhere she landed. Marcus had one hand lightly on her back as he guided her toward the table, grinning like he just heard the funniest thing. "Yo, team," Marcus called, voice cutting through the noise. "This is my friend, Lila. She just got back from Sweden-exchange year and Lila, this is the crew. Guys, behave." Marcus warned knowing well how annoying these guys could be.

I was nearly pushed down several times, but he just watched coldly. Harsh laughter and contempt filled my ears. Victor even stepped onto the stage and picked up the microphone. "As the brand representative of Ethereal Jewelry, I announce the termination of our collaboration with Claire Webb. I hope every designer follows professional ethics. Plagiarism is just shameful!" The spotlight created a halo around him, making him look like some divine figure. Emma gazed at him adoringly. All I could hear was him announcing that I was to be blacklisted across the industry. I couldn't take in anything else.

It was Cara. You have 24 hours, Cross.

It seemed to Kara that everything always had to happen at night, in the middle of it, in fact, and she barely got any sleep. Tonight, she and Mary were sneaking out to find the other person in the neighborhood who could reincarnate, a power that Kara discovered herself to have. The yellow lamplights on the deserted streets flickered every now and then, giving off an eerie vibe. Kara decided to diffuse some of her fear by asking Mary questions, which annoyed the latter.