Odette Carmine Novels & Stories

"Do you even realize who I'm and who's my lord?" "I don't care ...." "You should!! I can understand that some mere humans like yourselves don't recognize me, but at least act smart. Would a servant wear a Givenchy dress? Would a servant wear THE HOPE DIAMOND?" Their eyes widened looking between me and the picture. "And by the way, that ring on my finger is the Cartier Sunrise Ruby Ring, worth $30.4 million. My lord got it for me on my fiftieth birthday. He said that it reminded him of my blood vivid color."

says Camilla, her perfectly manicured fingers making a circular movement around her stomach. “you’re hungry huh” asks Charlie. “yeah, you?, maybe we can go get something to eat” Camilla is a teacher, a lecturer to be specific, and Charlie always felt embarrassed walking with her, seeing her up in the classroom is enough for her, so with that thought in mind, Charlie walks away from her space and stalks toward the nearby grocery shop, “just a little bit of peace and quiet” she mutters under her breath, taking her already battered signature pink air pods and put it in her ears, she’s about putting the other in but she gets intercepted, already sensing the two huge pigs standing both beside he

Meanwhile, Karina, who was about to get up from her seat, was suddenly called by Odette and approached by the woman. "Sorry, I want to give you this," Odette said, handing over a box of stretch mark cream she held in her hand. Karina paused for a moment, then looked at Odette. "I felt guilty for giving so many gifts during the baby shower yesterday, just for your children. So, I thought of giving something that will be very useful. After all, they wouldn't be here if it weren't for you," Odette said, placing the cream in front of Karina.

I am going to get my company and my wife back, even the moon goddess won’t be able to stop me. At that moment the door opens up and Odette saunters in. My heart softens the moment I lay my eyes on her. She is dressed in a white knee length gown that clings onto her body perfectly with a grey jacket over it. Her silver hair is left to fall in ringlets over her back and those white heels on her legs look so beautiful. How the heck did I fumble a woman like her? She is an epitome of beauty and grace. Even if I am unable to get anything else done but I get my girl back, I will be the happiest person in the world.

Odette probably still recalls how I always tried to capture Frederick's attention back in the day. I was about to say something when Irene walked back into the room. She seems surprised by Odette's presence. Odette quickly transformed her expression into a charming smile. "Hello Madame Irene, I'm Odette Laurent. Frederick has shared quite a bit about me, hasn't he?" She reached out to grab Irene's arm. However, the older woman withdrew her hand from Odette's touch. “My grandson never tells me about you. What brings you to me?" Odette's smile vanished, and a look of pain spread across her face.

The excess hair, which is never seen down but is kept for the sake of her womanhood, hangs in a ponytail down to the centre of her back. She is not an unattractive woman; she just looks harsh, her hair dyed peroxide blonde (she is supposed to be a brunette but the dyeing has been done so well that an observer would never know for sure) and the dark suit she wears – not like the kind that David and his two visitors wear but that power suit that wouldn’t have looked out of place in the bitch role in a television show.

I asked as I leaned backwards and crossed my arms over my chest. “May I ask for your hand just for a few seconds?” the Grand Duke asked. Even though I look confused, I still stretch out my right hand. He held my hand, then something felt strange. “Clementine, that’s your name, right?” he asked me again. “Yes, your grace,” I answered. “What is your hair colour and eye colour?” He asked me again, but I told him that my hair is brown while my eyes are brown. “Seems like she put a barrier on your own eyes,” he said after I answered his question.

"And did you know how to swim when you entered the water?" "I was trying to swim, but the water tried to kill me." He deadpanned. Odette shook her head, swinging her wet hair and causing her silk, sparkly raven-black hair to stream down her shoulders. I usually forget how beautiful Odette is, how breathtaking she looks without her hideous makeup. And right now, she didn't have it on. Except for a red and black bat-painted tattoo on her left cheek, her vampire fangs, and red lipstick.

she said with an awkward little laugh. Andrew’s eyes widened the moment he saw her. Odette looked elegant in a soft salmon-colored dress that hugged her figure perfectly. Her long hair fell freely down her back, and unlike her usual look, she wasn’t wearing heavy makeup—just a light ombré of peach and red on her lips. “Andrew?” Odette called when he didn’t respond. “Oh—yes. You’re ready?” Andrew said quickly, standing up. “Did I make you wait too long?” Odette asked.

“Okay, that’s it. You’re getting up.” Odette blinked, finally glancing at her friend. “What?” Amerie stood, hands on her hips. “You heard me. Up. Now.” Odette just stared at her. Amerie huffed. “Odette, babe, I love you. But you’re wasting away. You haven’t showered. You haven’t changed clothes. You look like one of those tragic heroines in an old romance movie.” Odette frowned, glancing down at herself. She was still wearing the sweatshirt Amerie had given her the first night she came home. Her hair was tangled, her skin dull, her eyes—