Karina Last Days Novels & Stories

“No! Please don’t leave me…don’t leave him…” Maria's last words were faint and began to fade away. “Tell him…I never stopped waiting.” Then, the presence vanished completely. Camela was left holding the burning locket, sobbing into the silence. The door creaked open wider, releasing smoke and cold air. Vincent’s breathing grew louder from inside—raspy, uneven, and desperate. Camela stumbled forward, dragging herself across the stone floor. She pressed her hands against the edge of the opening. “I’m coming…hold on, Vincent…I’m coming,” she muttered.

“Did Salsa say anything to you?” "He just said that when he got the last assignment from Leo, he asked me to stay away from Aini. I don't know what he's going to do but… I doubt it.” Lia's last words caught Arjuna's attention, he didn't understand at all what the woman was talking about. "What if Salsa's manipulative attitude can separate me from Aini? What if it turns out that I'm not good enough to be Aini's friend? What if…?”

Elena's POV "My life is a little complicated right now and I wish now more than ever that you were here so I could talk to you," I whisper. The light breeze in the air whips my brown locks to the side. The smell of the coming winter lingers in the Seattle air. I grab the sides of my black coat and pull it tighter around me in a futile attempt to keep the cold air from touching my already trembling body. I look at the marble stone and run my fingers along the white, engraved words that read, 'In Loving Memory of Jessica Danvers April 15, 1968 - October 21, 2009, Beloved wife, mother, daughter and friend.'

"You don't have to pretend it's simple. It's allowed to be complicated and beautiful at the same time." "I know. I just wanted one thing today that wasn't complicated." "That's fair too." I'd spent the better part of the last two weeks chasing dead ends anyway, and by that Tuesday I was running out of places left to look. Two more girls from the party, both with fragments as useless as Bree's, taller, dark clothing, gone before anyone got a real look. A guy Priya knew who'd apparently bragged for a week after about "knowing something," who turned out, once I actually cornered him, to know absolutely nothing at all, just enjoying the attention that came with pretending he did.

I have an ability that I can't tell anyone about—whenever I'm intimate with my girlfriend, I can see what she was doing exactly one hour earlier. In the past, what I see is her secretly buying sexy lingerie to surprise me; or her carefully following a recipe to cook my favorite dishes; or her nervously standing in front of a mirror, checking her makeup and dress over and over as she nervously prepares to propose to me. For seven years, everything she does in that one hour is always about me. Until three days before our wedding. The moment she kisses me, a vision suddenly flashes before my eyes. In a dimly lit lounge, she has my best friend, Tyler Reed, pinned against the door. He turn

Damian said more confidently even though he was slowly panicking in his mind. "Wait let me check," Gina said and stood up walking to get her book of records, she took the book and flipped it open reading word after word. "Well I have a Cara Hayes, but she was a junkie, a chronic one," Gina shook her head sorrowfully. "Poor kid died of overdose last week, but I believe that's not the Cara you looking for." "No," Damien slumped to the couch, his hopes deflated.

Karen sat on her bed as her eyes got a glimpse of the shopping bags from the previous day. Luna Lucretia had spent a lot shopping for her, Luna Lucretia had been one to always love Karen right from the day they first met until a few days before her death. She stared at the bags not knowing what she should think or do at this point. Maybe destiny was trying to tell her a different thing than that which she was doing, maybe destiny does not want her to stay away from Allen and maybe she could make him love her instead.

Karina exclaimed. Two guys went near Karina and dragged her away from her. Krysie just stood there, trying to figure out what Karina is talking about. It's quite disturbing for Karina literally cried and lost her strength making her fall on her knees. And Karina was known as the high and mighty queen of Adamson University. "Can you explain what the hell is going on?" she asked calmly. "Karina, I don't know any of that business thing you're talking about. And why mentioning Hunter?"

"I'm not the same Karina who put up with your nonsense six years ago." Aidan's demeanor remained composed as he absorbed her words, offering a subtle nod in acknowledgment. "You're absolutely right," he conceded, his tone softening. Karina's gaze drifted upward to the sky, a wistful smile playing at her lips. "Despite the challenges of yesterday, it's still a beautiful morning," she mused, her voice tinged with irony. "I bid you goodnight because it seemed like the end of a trying day for all of you. Perhaps you should rest, as you all look exhausted and a little frazzled. Meanwhile, I'll attend to my business, ensuring its continuous growth.”

Likes to be hurt—thrown away like trash, but still can't forget Saka. ~~ On the other hand—in his office. Saka tries to contact Karina. Karina is still his. Whatever happens—even though their agreement is over—Karina is his! “Where is she?” Saka was frustrated. Karian didn’t answer his 50th call at all. “Where are you, Karina?!” For several days now, Saka has been trying to track Karina's departure. But it has not yielded any results. Even Ronald, who can track CCTV, has not found Karina.