Karen Chance Books Novels & Stories

Karen rounded a pebble and adjusted her phone. Her hand ached from holding the phone for long but her heart ached more. “I don't know what happened. I just feel like I have been pushed into a web of prickly things…What am I supposed to do now, Tina.. I can't face him. I was happy to finally leave his mansion only to be thrown to him. And to think he was right there when I received the message…” Another weary sigh left her. “Karen this is… this is really really unbelievable! No one had ever been appointed as an assistant secretary to the chairman himself through the privileged interview. No one.”

“Well, first off, why would Karen withdraw such a large amount of money and put it in a New York account? It hadn’t been touched in almost two years, then suddenly it’s deposited into an account for Kahlan, that only Ernestina Bail, Kahlan’s social worker, had access to.” “And Ernestina was Kahlan’s mom's best friend right?” Damon nodded. Ella thought. “If Kate Mercer was still alive, you think her best friend would know that. Are you thinking that the New York account belonged to Kate Mercer?” Damon gave a slight nod. The question would be why Karen would give that money to Kate Mercer? Though he wasn’t big on talking to his mom about certain things, when it came to mysteries and challenges

Caspien danced, letting the music take him wherever. He couldn't see Arkin anymore. Just a while ago, he was surrounded by several women, including a famous actress. Caspien didn't notice he was drifting away. He just kept drinking, grabbing whatever was on the trays that passed by him. He didn't even know what he was drinking. All he knew was that there was a sweet, burning sensation in his throat.

Kids have a tendency to ask the questions we don’t want to consider. Thankfully, they are easily distracted with crayons and glitter. – Karan The two friends watched the woman leave. Karan could feel the stress in Chance’s body. This was the protectiveness that the Saints were known for. The reason that she always wanted one of them here. Karan rested a comforting hand on his back. “Why don’t you take her home?” Chance smirked. “Have you even met this woman? She sleeps on a pull-out couch, drives a piece of shit car with no heater and pays her own way through college. She’s not going to take a day off unless she’s already dead.”

She doesn’t fight him this time, but she cringes as he straps her to the chair. "How’re you feeling today, Melina?" Kimberly asks, walking toward her from the stairs. She wears black denim jeans and a jacket with a brown T-shirt. Her black ankle boots click hard against the floor as she approaches Melina. She’s wearing the same red lipstick from yesterday and her pitch black hair is in a rough bun. "As you would expect." "Hmm.” Kimberly nods, taking off her jacket. "Today, we’re going to do things like yesterday. I’m going to give you three chances to tell me where James or the money is before I make you suffer."

“Wait here, I’m going to give you something that will help you relax.” Before I could make a protest, she was gone out of my sight. Girl number eleven was now too close to Ace, as if she wanted to sit on her lap. She kept nudging for his biceps, rubbing her arms against Ace’s from time to time. Ace seemed to be oblivious of the lustful stares he was getting from the girls flocking around him. “Got it” Karen came back catching he breathe with three books in her hands. “Here.” “What am I going to do with these?” grabbing the offered books to me, the book on top was entitled ‘Fifty Shades of Grey.’

CELINE HERRERA POV "I think Kail is stalking me," Karen said and I glanced up at her. "What?" "I don't know Celine... I feel like I've been running into him a lot lately" "Define a lot" "Like every day of this past week. He runs a cafe so how is that even possible? Just how much time does he have to be going around like that, and that too everywhere I go? We don't have the same bloody schedule." She turned to face me, her back resting against the railings. "Do you think I am being paranoid"

Standing in front of the door was a petite dark dark-haired woman with wide hips and if we hadn't gotten closer, I would have said she was his mate but that wasn't the case. Especially when I saw the same striking grey eyes she shared with the leader. “I am Luke and this is my sister Carolyn” Carolyn smiled politely at us. But it was nothing like her brother’s warm smile. Behind her smile was the mind of a very calculative woman that knew when someone threatened her. Her gaze locked onto me making it very clear that she was aware that we were threats and she wouldn't mind scratching out our eyes. “Nice to meet you” I said and she nodded at me.

"Not a chance!" Diana shakes her head. "Do you know how rare it is that I like a girl this asshole brings home? Very! So no way I'll let you kill yourself so soon!" "It's a few drinks, Diana, not playing with a guillotine..." I laugh, looking at Damon, who took great offense in her comment about his romantic conquests. "It's playing with fire, that's what it is." I didn't expect to start hanging out with Caroline either, but we also agreed that I should keep my friends close and my enemies even closer.

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