Karen Chance Books Novels & Stories

Chapter One: Karen stood in the dimly lit hallway of the royal palace, her heart racing as she listened to the sound of her footsteps echoing against the stone walls. She knew that she was in deep trouble. She had been forced to step in as a substitute bride to save her only family, but upon her arrival, she had discovered that the prince had already rejected her as his mate and chosen another. Karen cursed herself for being so naive. She had always been a rebel, defying traditional gender roles and showing early signs of her strong will and fierce determination.

Karen shrieked. Yeah, strike her face first. I heard punches and kicks and bet it hurt like crazy. I kept my eyes closed and readied myself to be punched. But I never received any. Did Karen take all the beating? @DeathWish All Right Reserved 2021 Sena Mangampo

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She still couldn't believe that they were heading to three years in their relationship. “Honestly am surprised you haven't had at least two abortions. I heard that Sophie had her third abortion last week and it hasn't even been up to six months since she started to date Gerpard.” Karen whispered on their way to class and Madeline couldn't help but widen her eyes. She wonders where Karen gets the time to study while making sure she knew every student's personal life in campus.

I have always enjoyed living in Chance. It was a typical small town but it was where I had decided to spend my life. Things had not always been that way. I had made plans, lifelong plans, with a beautiful redhead. We met on our very first day of kindergarten. I can still remember her looking so shy sitting at a table all by herself. She had on a green dress that matched her big beautiful eyes. I had promised to sit with my friend Seth but I couldn’t stop myself from sitting down next to her. After that day we were inseparable. We may have started out as friends but it became so much more. I had asked her to marry me and run away together. That was the plan until she disappeared after graduat

Caroline took it and tried to focus on the data she needed to process. Fifteen minutes later, all of her work was done. Now, she only had to wait another five minutes before it was time to leave. 'Please, let me go home in peace,' Caroline prayed silently. She knew she shouldn’t feel this scared, but the thought of her baby, Clayton her baby with Dillbert, made her heart restless. She was terrified that one day Dillbert might take Clayton away from her.

"Focus." She pulls a chair from the side of the room and drag it to the center between Rachael and me. With a deliberate poise, she sits down, crossing her legs, her icy gaze shifting between the two of us. "Jake," she begins smoothly, "Call him that one more time, and I’ll make sure Rachael pays for it." I swallow hard, the weight of her words settling over me. Karen isn’t like Jack. She isn’t impulsive or ruled by emotion. She seems calculated, and that makes her more dangerous.

Scarlet's POV Weeks passed and I was already used to the new normal. Sharon has made my life very miserable. Gamma Tyler found his mate some weeks ago and I wished she was like Tyler. I don't know why these ladies crave so much power. When she came, she and Sharon clicked quickly. They made it a duty to make life miserable for me. So far, today has been going well. I went to the laundry to collect some of Sharon's clothes. I headed straight to her room to drop them off.

THE GAME BEGINS. The weeks passed in a blur of clandestine meetings and whispered conversations as Cassandra and Karen meticulously planned their revenge against Chad. They knew that they would have to be careful, subtle in their approach, lest they alert him to their scheme too soon. Karen took the lead in setting the trap, using her extensive network of contacts to dig up dirt on Chad's past transgressions. She learned of his penchant for dominant women, his predilection for kinky sex games, and his weakness for a particular brand of expensive liquor.

The ninety-eighth time, she indulged him after he killed our child. The ninety-ninth time, she indulged him and helped him evade justice. Vivian Blake really had only one chance left. The exhaust dust pulled me back to reality. Caleb once said he could only sit in the passenger seat, and he only didn't get carsick when Vivian drove. "Then let's use one chance. You can take a cab anyway." Ever since I nodded that time, Vivian's car had become his private ride. She no longer needed to ask me even once.