Novel & Cerita Karen Lilica

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

I sighed and looked at Makaila. "So where were we..." I leaned in again. She smiled and leaned closer to. Just as our lips were about to meet again.... "If you guys need anything, like condom...." Rita popped her head in with a big goofy smile on her face. "RITA!!!" We both snapped at her. She laughed as she finally left us alone. She's hella Crazy. ***** Makaila's POV

she managed to speak, forcing a smile through her pained heart, her mom was sitting right in front of her very eye yet she couldn't recognize her very own daughter. Luna Lucretia was dressed elegantly from head to toe and these were one of the qualities Karen admired about her. Lucretia was said to have been a very strict person but Karen spent most her days visiting her when Allen was out. if she was strict it would be for a reason.

The confrontation came without warning on a rainy Tuesday evening. Mila was leaving her favorite café, latte in hand, when a familiar figure stepped into her path. Karen—Lucas’s late wife’s sister. Sharp cheekbones, perfectly styled auburn hair, and eyes that had always seen too much. She used to be warm, almost like an aunt to Mila during family gatherings. Today, her expression was ice. “Mila Thompson,” Karen said, voice low and cutting. “We need to talk.”

Looking so surprised at me he couldn’t help but laugh, I wonder what was funny anyway “Karen is the head of all the Prostitutes in town, she is known for handling men well on bed with her succulent body, he pointed and robust breasts but all those goodies aren’t for free man! she charges higher than every other bitch but she’s getting old so people got tired of her” he revealed all these things looking at me like I was supposed to know. “she’s still our Darling Karen, call her and she’s at your service, our Kay-Kay” he added.

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

it's too dangerous for her to be here plus the place we'd send her to is not very far from here so please relent and send her to safety or better yet, you can go with them to see what the place is like so you'd know where you're taking and leaving her plus her maidens would be with her, it's not the men are gonna feed, clothe and bathe her sheesh }} I understand what she's saying I really do but I just feel so scared to put her out of my sight. {{ Liliana please show your true form, I'm gonna send you with Mikelis and the others to see our little hideout and come back with him once they've settled okay? }} who the hell is Liliana? I watched as the little baby on the bed rolled over and stret

Bam bam bam! Tables and chairs were thrown about Even Serena’s car went flying. Kiran trembled at the sight of the powerful force. Boom! The door of Neptune’s Cove Karaoke was slammed shut by a strong wind. On the stage, Lilian took off her mask slowly. “Me? Fall in love with Kiran? Hmph! Never! Crack! The mask in her hands turned into dust. “*sshole!” Lilian sounded cold and resentful. Kiran walked out with Serena in his arms, but his mind was racing. How could she be so powerful at such a young age?

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

June Hall’s POV “Good morning Winster county. Welcome to another episode of Winster county with Miss June Hall. Today, I have a very special guest in the studio: Kate Zainab Omar, the face of the heroes of justice maiden magazine. Kate how have you been?” Kate’s POV “I have been doing great, thank you for having me.” “You know since you came back, people have been speculating or even asking what your next move will be after the blockbuster speech during Sheriff Morgan Wilson’s memorial. What is your answer?” June Hall’s POV