Karen Severson Novels & Stories

Leaving me alone. Seeing his back disappear in the dark. I sighed, stretching my aching arms and stiff shoulders. It's been such a long day but I don't let my emotions show up on my face, relieving my vulnerability to the world. I once made the mistake of doing that with Jayce and I'm still regretting it now. Anyways, time to check on Marlene. I made my way inside Brandon's house and then inside Marline's room only to find her curled up in her bed with a dinosaur Jane gifted her on one of her birthdays.

Marks pov I shifted to the back of my cell nervously; It took a lot to make me nervous but the dark look she got on her face was making me shiver. How could a woman that's so beautiful look so deadly all of a sudden? I asked myself and looked over at Raven to see if he felt the same as me. He was standing with his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face; oh he was loving this side of her. I wanted to facepalm myself, because off course he would love it, stupid Russian loves torturing bad people and the sadist in him was loving this. I shook my head and gazed back over to her when more people filled the outside of the cells, this wasn't going to end well. She just kept standing th

I looked over and saw Kane and Seb standing at the door, talking to each other. "the only option we have is to kill her", Kane said to Seb. They hadn't noticed that I was awake yet. "We can't do that", Seb ran his hands through his hair. "you know what she did to Sarah, and she was a strong witch. She ended her life like she was nothing, and she will do the same to us. And if Brax finds out that we killed her by some miracle and that she doesn't kill us first, then he will make us pay. Are you really willing to put your life and your packs on the line?"

Karen has stopped bothering me this last week. I have some people looking over her. If she moves, I will know. If she sneezes, I know. She’s separated from Dave, and he took off after the sex meeting with me. It makes sense, and he finally saw what type of woman she is, her horrible human being, and how manipulative she can be. Karen showed the tape to him. The bitch recorded us. She had a hidden camera in her purse. And now she is hovering it over my head.

I'm getting close to the endish. Kellisa Kelly

Karen smiled apologetically and said, "Director Cheng, my husband is waiting for me downstairs. I'm going to have lunch with him." "Your husband?" Hector widened his eyes in surprise and said, "Sorry! Your work details stated your marital status as unmarried. I've always thought that you are single." Back then, Karen had applied for the position of chief designer at PM Corporation using her identity as Asteria, a foreign fashion designer from Milan. Then, she had indicated her marital status as 'unmarried'. After she returned to Kevin's side, although they had been through a lot together, Kevin had never exposed her photos, so the outside world did not know that Karen was his rightful wife.

She was like a woman from a Rossetti painting — tall, full breasted, with an almost barbaric beauty, an exotic bloom who captured attention wherever she went, admired, envied, even disliked, but never ignored. Although he had known her carnally, drawn into the vortex of her tumultuous orgasms, he still shuddered with a feeling akin to awe whenever she was close. He was mesmerised by the enticing perfume that emanated from her skin, frightened by the fierce light in her green eyes, chastened by her intellect and biting sarcasm. Karen was clever, quick-witted and confident. A free spirit who took no prisoners.

"Shut the fuck up Linda. No one gives a flying shit about pumpkin fucking pie." "Okay. Looks like someone needs some nice distressing, calming yoga," I replied, getting out the car. "Come on." "Good evening, Ella," Katrine, the yoga teacher, said to me as we entered the hall. "Good evening, Leonardo," she added although through gritted teeth. Leo put on a fake almost sarcastic smile and I had to nudge him in the side with my elbow. "How old are you again?" I hissed in a hushed tone.