Mirabel X Camilo Novels & Stories

“No I wouldn’t. Anyway he’s got a girlfriend. You met her.” “Yes, so I did… Isabelle wasn’t it?” Alice nods and kisses him lightly on the lips before running out of the door. “Don’t wait up.” Christopher smiles and lies down in bed. “Isabelle Simons. She was nice. I don’t know what she saw in that prick.” He flicks the side lamp off and falls back to sleep almost right away. 3. Tuesday 27th April 2010 01:03 Belinda has not bothered trying to look her best, something that she could be accused of quite often, and, since she actually lives nearest to the Progression Software building, she reaches David relatively quickly after his phone call.

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 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?”

Then a deep and sexy voice rumbles "what the fuck do you think your doing". it's Damien and he's staring right at me literally burning a hole through my body and I feel exposed and embarrassed, I try to cover up but he just keeps staring at me...... does he really think all this is my fault of course he does everyone does.

Marcel didn’t say a word, he didn’t object on his beta, and clearly his best friend, staying in the room. “Do you want to get something to drink?” He asked me, and I shook my head as I looked down at the man who I knew was fighting back his own blood. “Thank you for calling me.” I said, looking at Vladimir who nodded. “I should be the one thanking you for trusting me.” He said, watching as Marcel fought back his own demons tonight, fought back his pain and anger. Whatever had caused this trigger, I knew that it was not easy for him to control.

I couldn't sense anyone there. I waited for him to stand up and mock me like he used to, yet nothing. I was horrified; there was no way I could have killed him with my wolf power. Sebastian was a strong wolf with a special healing ability. If I had attacked him with my wolf power, he should be healing by now. "What did I just do?" I groaned in frustration, trying to remember, but nothing came to mind. My name is Mira Constance, a twenty-year-old wolf, and today is my coronation day. Mother suggested I spar with Sebastian every day so that I could have full control of my powers.

I attended all my lectures before making my way to the cafeteria to have some much-needed coffee that needed to get into my system after a hectic day. I bought a coffee and as I was about to make my way towards an empty table I saw Maverick coming towards me. I knew I couldn't talk to him any longer and I turned around ready to rush out of the cafeteria when instead I bumped into a guy spilling all my coffee on his white shirt and branded white shoes. "What the fuck?" Way to go, Arabella.