Karina's Last Days Novels & Stories

They had been together for ten years, and she had died because of a woman he had on the side. She had burned to death in that fire, and the pain had been excruciating! The agony of the flames licking her body had been unbearable, even in death. She had suffered so much even while dying. Before she lost the last of her consciousness, she had been consumed by pain. "Are you okay?" Karina sensed something was off and called out to her. Natalie snapped back to reality, emerging from the depths of her despair. She shook her head and said, "I'm fine!"

Rouge hadn't recovered yet from being comatose. Nathaniel and Kristina arranged the burial of Carina in Montevista's Butterfly Garden wherein they had a hard time comforting Mrs.Paz Montevista from mourning with her beloved adopted daughter, Carina. "I just couldn't get it. Why was it that Carina suffered this cruel death? There were so many bad people out there? Why was my daughter? Why?" Mrs. Montevista grieves a lot.

For a moment, they remained quiet, two women molded by affection and grief. "Do you still have feelings for him?" Leena inquired at last. Karina acted without hesitation. "Affirmative." “Then stand up for him when he returns,” Leena said, a gentle smile playing on her lips. "We don’t often receive second opportunities." "However, when we have the opportunity, we ought to seize it." Karina grinned. “Coming from someone who experienced it herself, that carries great significance.” They chuckled, and it felt nice. By the afternoon, Karina was in the library, tracing her fingers across the spines of ancient books. It was her refuge, the sole spot that still seemed unaffected by all the chaos. Sh

Karina had fired her bodyguards, she had been seen wandering the financial district barefoot… she had smashed a chandelier in Nico's penthouse, cutting her arms on the glass but refusing medical care. The next storm was already building. And Karina… broken or not, was still a storm worth bracing for. And she was alone now. Drowning in wine and silence, and surrounded by enemies who had begun to find her disposable. The clock had started ticking for her, and I shouldn't be worrying about that anymore, but there was something that was making me more and more worried with every news of Karina’s composure going wild. ______ Karina's POV: The crystal glass trembled in my hand, sending amber liqui

In the middle of Karina's monologue, suddenly she heard a commotion from outside her unit, suddenly Karina limped over to see the situation outside. Karina's eyes widened when she saw someone lying with a knife stabbed in her left chest, right in the heart. A woman in sexy clothes who died with her eyes open. Some people seem to take photos of the poor woman. Karina stepped back slowly because the woman was lying right in front of her. "Karina!" Norman pulled Karina in and closed the door instantly. Norman immediately hugged Karina who was still transfixed. In Karina's head, it now shows a woman who died tragically outside her unit.

Andrew asked finally. Victoria’s expression shifted. Not softer. But… more honest. “I’m here because you’re my brother,” she said. Andrew’s gaze didn’t waver. “That hasn’t mattered in a long time.” “It does now.” “Why?” “Because you’re dying.” The word landed harder than anything else. Even Nancy felt it. Andrew didn’t react outwardly. But something in his posture stilled completely. Victoria held his gaze. “And whether you like it or not, I’m not staying away this time.”

Why did I only understand how I felt after I'd already lost her forever? *** Epilogue II Third-Person POV After Yara died, Shawn went after Johan's company. When two heavyweights went to war, everybody took a hit. Their friends set up a dinner to force a truce. Johan and Shawn showed up as a favor, but both looked ready to tear into each other. Johan was a wreck. Shawn had lost so much weight that his eyes looked huge in his gaunt face. "Don't think I'll ever forgive you." "Give me Blackie, and I'll help you finish this," Johan said.

She smirked as she watched the reporter's dumbfounded face. “Cheaters don't deserve a place here on earth. I just cleaned them up like a reasonable citizen should do. Men who stick their dicks everywhere like a madman don't deserve to leave this place with intact bodies. I bestowed my last pity to the cheating women by letting them leave with their bodies intact. I mean, women should stick together, right? It's just that, some of the girls just can't rub the itch themselves and seduce committed men.” The police tried to keep Karina from speaking further by pulling her away. However, she resisted. She knew her ending. She knew it all along. She faced the reporters and decided to tell it all t

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

Karina responded weakly before drifting off again. “Yeah… just a short nap…” James muttered, his eyelids growing heavier. Moments later, he slumped over unconscious. Betty’s body slowly weakened too. She tightened her arms around Karina and pulled her closer. “I’m sorry,” she whispered before darkness consumed her as well. Karina slowly opened her eyes and raised a hand to shield herself from the sunlight pouring into the room. A sharp pain shot through her head the moment she tried to sit up. “You’re awake?”