Mirabel X Camilo Novels & Stories

His gaze lingered on my lips before he continued. "But trust me when I say this, you have a lot to offer", his lips pulled into a smirk as he derived sick pleasure in my misery. "I hate you", my eyes stung with tears as I sprung up, glaring down at him spitefully. Cruz shifted uncomfortably in his seat clearly suffocated by the intensity of my glare. Miguel's gaze narrowed and he silently watched before the corners of his lips quirked up. "I know, but business is business", Miguel whispered with a sickly sweet smile stretched across his face.

What was Cami doing in the middle of a forest? My ears perked up as I waited for the other person to speak. . I almost gave myself away when I staggered on recognizing Adrian’s voice, “I won’t as far as you promise to accept me as your mate…” Cami burst out laughing and said in a sickly sweet voice, “You really thought I will accept you as my mate, didn’t you? Adrian, you are so gullible…” There was a long pause before Adrian’s hurt voice sounded, “How could you Cami? How could you play with my emotions?”

Mila I tuned out the ceremony with every word from the Priest's mouth. I felt going far away from the present until Jonathan’s words pulled me out of my daze when he said in his deep voice filling me with surprise. “I wrote my own vows.” Gazing up, I met his grey eyes as he pulled me closer, holding the fingers of both my hands in his, his thumbs making small circles at the back of my hands. I felt a tremor run through me as he started speaking, “Io, Jonathan Byrne Sokolov, giuro di proteggerti, Carmella Sicilian, per il resto della mia vita.” I, Jonathan Byrne Sokolov, vow to protect you, Carmella Sicilian, for the rest of my life. I stared at him as the Italian words registered in my mind.

Camilla thundered, she really was looking angry. Mira sighed and chuckled aloud "no matter how hard you shut the name Rodrigo out of their lives, you can never shut it out of their gene and blood stream" Mira declared and walked past Camilla out of the door. Camilla sighed softly. She knew Mirabel was right in every word she spoke. But how can she let him share her kids after calling her a whore and a play thing? On the other hand, Rodrigo received a notification of a message from Mirabel on his WeChat. He was drinking a glass of coffee and wanted to do some work on his computer.

Him and Camila are similar, even though Emilio can come off as annoying, he's just like a little kid, I understood that and just let him be, that's how he copes with his emotions other than partying every other night. "Catch!" I hear Camila shout, I turn my head just in time to see her running toward me. She jumped and I caught her, she wrapped her legs around me and hugged me tightly. Mira walked away with a small smile on her face towards Josh and Emilio. Camila confuses me more than anyone I know, sometimes she hates me and then other times she wants to be around me. "Sure you wanna do this in public?" I ask, getting a low chuckle from her.

Mirabel fired. "Enough guys, stop it, we don't have time how do we move past those people now". Xayne said peeping out to see three men patrolling in front of the basement. "We passed the tough part already, these are puppets for us". Mirabel said stepping out of her hiding. The men turned to see and she stretched her hand to them. She whispered some inaudible chant and they dropped unconscious to the ground. "Let's go". She announced and they moved to the door.

Mirabel wanted to surprise him ,but he surprised her first by kissing his friend on the lips in public. "James !!!!" Mirabel shouted . James turned and saw her and he was speechless,he widened his eyes in surprise . Mirabel took angry steps towards him and slapped him,when she turned to the lady ,we held her. "It's not worth it, people are looking," Gloria told her . She calmed down. "Is there an explanation?" Mirabel asked James. What other explanation does she want,he's cheating on her, does she want him to spill it out.

"What do I do now mother, I have lost it all?." She looked at me, and smiled, "You have me Mirabel. Now listen to me, you have two options — if you want peace? you drink the chemical and die, but if you want justice? Burn everyt hing they love. We strike back, forgiveness is not an option

Not enough to choke me, but enough to remind me who was in control. My breath hitched. My body froze, caught between fear and something I couldn’t name. “Luca—” I whispered, my voice trembling. His smirk deepened as he pulled me closer, his face so near that his breath brushed against my lips. His eyes burned into mine, dark and unreadable. “Tell me, Mirabelle…” he murmured, his thumb pressing lightly against my pulse. “Do you hate me enough to kill me… or want me enough to keep me alive?”