Maya Carina Fic Novels & Stories

Maria asked as soon as they entered Shawn’s study room. “Yes, Nanny Maria. Also, Carol, I want to tell you that Rica was my friend’s daughter, a woman whom I met and treated like a sister when she was still alive. I’m sure Mr. Gatson didn't tell you anything.” Carol shook her head in response. “Well, I ran away from my father’s house. Nanny Maria is the one who has taken care of me since I was young. She is like a second mother to me. To make it short, Rica’s mother is the woman I met after I ran away and I stayed with her until she gave birth to Rica. Unfortunately, Carol died. Yes, her nickname is like yours. Her name is Carolina Imperial.”

“So tell me… we haven’t met in millennia” Cara chuckles. “What do you do after college Maia?” She ends. “I’ve traveled with my ex hukkk…” I clear my throat tensely. “Ex-girlfriend…” I whoosh my breath as I look at her. Cara stares at me with a raised brow, I guess she gets more surprised because she found out that I am not straight like she thought. “Wow!” She’s whooshing her breath in surprise. “My ex-girlfriend who ran an illegal shit and now… I found herself is in here too!” I end.

Miguel chuckled, “Don’t worry about me. I am actually curious and I want to hear all she has to say.” “Alright, let’s get to it then.” Carina was patiently awaiting our arrival. She had a distant look on her face and an unfriendly wolf that made me wonder what fascinated Carl in the first place. Not to say she doesn’t look good. Just doesn’t seem like his actual type. No offense to her. “Hi, Carina. I am Miguel. And this is Mark, Carl’s friend.” Miguel introduced us. Carina gave me a cold stare down. “I do know him. I have seen him come around once. Nice to meet you in person, Alpha Miguel. You are just as the tabloids describe.” She complimented him. “Please, sit.”

I can't wait for him to finally notice me . Then we would get married and make beautiful babies . Yeah that's my fantasy and one day it would become reality and nobody would take it away from me . I would crush anyone who gets in the way . I am Cara . I got into the bathroom and took a very deserving shower for my tired body.. Tomorrow is another day . #Lucia # I bit my nails as it pulled off gently . This is one thing I have been.doing for the past two hours . I wonder where my saviour went to .

"Gross. He's our professor." "So? Doesn't make him less hot." I gripped my plastic cup of wine so hard it nearly cracked. "You okay, Lex?" Maya asked quietly. "Fine." But I wasn't fine. I was watching Cara—beautiful, tall, confident Cara—make her way across the room to where Damon stood. She wore a tight black dress that showed off every curve. Her hair was down, dark waves cascading over her shoulders. She looked like she belonged in a magazine. And she was heading straight for him.

ELIANA Carina’s mouth breaks apart, “Oh. My. Fucking. God!” and she’s in my face by the next time I think to blink. She pulls me apart from Luca’s hold, “I cannot fucking believe…” She says, grinning from ear to ear, I’m was starting to get concerned about her face breaking. Then almost as though something struck her mind, she stops abruptly, pulling me to her side. Carina, despite her youthful appearance is a small woman, in size that is; she’s slimmer than I am but taller and bubbly.

“And the doctor wouldn’t have thought—” “What?” “That Kara was your wife.” “Just a stupid mistake,” he said lightly. Maya cleared her throat. When she spoke, her tone was firmer. Less whiny and more insistent. “But it does seem like you and Kara are suited to each other. You work so seamlessly together. And she’s so much more capable than I am—almost like she’s already your Luna.” I guessed the black card incident had made an impression on her. She certainly seemed more suspicious than she had been before this point. Even though there had been many hints about Hunter and I.

she added. "You are May, right?" I said to the red-haired girl with green eyes, she was different from other wolves—beautiful, yes, but not the perfect tall models I see walking around—which led me to believe that not all the werewolves had the perfect frame. She was short for one; I was taller than her, and inside me, I felt some sick foolish joy, ignoring the fact that she could still beat me up right here and right now. She was on the cute side—very cute actually. "Hi, you may call me Cara."

"Sophie." "How is she?" Dominic asked. Calm now. "Good," Maya said. "Junior year. Dean's list. Got a boyfriend. Normal college stuff." "Your mom?" Dominic asked. "Still won't talk," Maya said. "Sophie says she asks sometimes. But won't call. Won't write nothing." "She'll get over it," Dominic said. "Been two years," Maya said. "Don't think so." Quiet again. Five minutes left maybe. "Saw Carol last month," Maya said. "She's okay. Waitressing. Got her own place."

Knowing she couldn't be by his side anymore, Caria smiled bitterly and pressed the red button on a remote control, resolutely closing her eyes. If there was a next life, she would not sneak into the Walker residence. She would not have met Carl and fallen for him, nor would she be so afraid of dying. "Carl, it's the chief maid from the Walker residence!" Caria felt the pain of her body being dragged along the ground and heard those steady footsteps getting closer.