Karen Lilica Novels & Stories

Lila Moreau. She was stunning in the most casual way tight jeans, a cropped white shirt, hair in loose waves. The photographer had told Kai she was the new face for the campaign. Kai had seen the photos online. She was everywhere. And now she was standing ten feet away, looking straight at him with a smile that felt like it was aimed at Damien. “Hi,” she said, voice smooth. “You’re Kai, right? The one who looks just like the old campaign shots. I’m Lila. I’m so excited to be working with you.”

"You know why I'm here, Michael. Have you been able to convince her to give you the entirety of her trust fund?" She was referring to Lyla's trust fund. We had a lot of plans with that amount of money. Lyla kept on saying that the money would be kept for our future children, but there was nothing like future children. I knew she was barren. Or more specifically, I knew that Kendra had made her barren by the little drugs she slipped into her food for the past six years. It would be hard for Lyla to conceive which means that I have to get the entire money from her.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

says Brent, “Lilia, you tell us whatever places you’ve been in and we’ll get to work.” Lilia narrates to them a list of all the places she is associated with, from her first orphanage and her first foster home to the café where she had been fired from the night she had first met the three of them. “Right, let’s get to work,” says Damion and the three of them leave the room, Brent kissing Lilia on his way out. * Carl is sitting on a sofa in his mansion looking at two naked girls in front of him kissing each other.

She spoke with a serious look and Erica glared hard at their maids who were looking quite scared and frustrated. " What are you doing now, Kara?" Erica asked again with a hiss. The beautiful girl with gorgeous green orbs like her mother smiled. " Nothing, Aunt. I'm only separating this girl from my boyfriend." Kara scoffed as she glared at Reina. " B...oyfriend? What boyfriend, Kara?" " Lucian of course. It's very obvious he likes me but this girls just doesn't want to give up. They all over him." Kara groaned. " Seriously, I'm fed up." Moria added and Umbrie stared at them mouth-agaped. Crystal passed her a knowing look.

she asked, holding handcuffing and ankle cuffs to Britney. "Hello, yes. It's me. And who are you?" Britney ventured. "Sorry, I'm Karen, I'm a slave in training here. I have a collar, so I'm upstairs. I'm allowed to move around without all this, but I have to take care of the slaves-to-be, like you!" "I'm sorry." "No, actually I like it," said Karen with a wink. Then she put one hand on Charlie's lower back. "I tried to run away too when I was a slave-to-be. Courage. It's going to be okay."

"Scarlett." ******

He wanted to understand her, but he knew he had to give her space. Chantelle POV I watched Delcan walk away, feeling a pang of sadness and regret. I knew I had hurt his feelings, but I was afraid to let him get any closer. I had been hurt, and I was terrified of it happening again. As I walked home, my uncle's voice rang in my ears. He always criticized me, told me I was worthless and would never amount to anything. I knew I had to get away from him, but I didn't know how. I just wanted to be left alone.My head was spinning with thoughts. I wanted to escape, to run away from everything. But I knew I couldn't. I had responsibilities, and I had to keep going. I went into my room and closed the

“We apologize for not informing you, Mr. Funel, that our young Cornell is not an adopted child; rather, he is Jessica's son. You obviously do not know about it, and as a result, you have a false impression of it." As soon as Rilika noticed Liam lacking tolerance, she stepped in and took control. “Isn't that right, Liam?" Rilika said, shifting her gaze to Liam, who walked away from her mercilessly, not putting effort to think what Darren and Funel would think about it. Rilika balled her fists but kept a smile on her face before turning back to Stefen. "It's time to start cutting the cake."