Novel & Cerita Shannon Cammie

He lifted her chin to look into her eyes just as a flash from the camera blinded him. Oshey looked and saw Cammie smiling and holding the camera. "Now who has blackmail on the two of you." Cammie smarted off. "Kids,” Oshey grunted. "Mood breakers," Cornell added. "We can talk later, for now, I have Camille to pounce," Oshey said standing up with a smile. "I'll help," Cornell said with a laugh. "Oh no, you don't," Cammie said, running away from them.

Derry went silent for a while trying to process what Devon had just revealed to him. If Mr Adam Shawn's account is still active, who is using it? He thought. "What do you mean the account is active? Who is using it?" Derry questioned. "His daughter, Lily Shawn," Devon announced.

Shannon had set her cup down with enough force to crack the glass tabletop. She leaned back, crossing her arms, and fixed Camille with a smirk of pure derision. "Hell of a performance," Shannon drawled coldly. "The acting is almost convincing enough for a prime-time soap opera." Camille flinched. Her sobbing cut off instantly, her wet eyes darting to Shannon in confusion. "Who are you? Why are you being so cruel?" "Me? I’m the logic anchor for my best friend, who tends to turn into a marshmallow whenever she hears a sob story." Shannon leaned forward, her eyes narrowing into dangerous slits.

The red head lady gave her a middle finger before going back to her seat acting as though she never existed. "You should try to be nice, Sharon!" Alexis pointed out. "It's nice meeting you too, Sharon, I'm Shannon!" Sharon tried to be nice, understanding from the fact that Alexis had already whispered to her that she was heartbroken. "Keep your name to yourself, I don't care even if you were a d*ck!" She hissed. Shannon inly shrugged her shoulder as she sat on her seat. **** Ryan Lancaster had never been this curious to meet with who his secret spy had just informed about, he had sworn that he was going to humiliate the lady that bought his body with just a petty money.

THREAD : CAMERON IS WHIPPED AND SO IS DOMINIC, BUT IN TOTALLY DIFFERENT WAYS @cammmmon GUYS GUYS THIS IS SO FUCKING BIG WTF @cammmmon OMG DID YOU ALL SEE THE LYRICS-IN-PROCESS // THE POEMS CAMERON POSTED OMG IM ALL SHSJSKSL @cammmmon I HAVE A FRIEND WHO WENT TO MUMBAI AND IS THERE CURRENTLY AND SHE SAW CAMERON AND THEY EVEN TOOK A SELFIE AND I CANT SHARE IT BECAUSE OF PRIVACY REASONS

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"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

“Controlling myself has done nothing except drag me into more problems except drag me into more health than I would want to deal with and accept push me to the limits that I did not want to think about.” He studied me for a moment, then set his cup down. “Yes. But we do it with precision, not rage. You’re Alpha, Damon. You don’t flinch. You don’t rush. And you don’t make enemies out of shadows. And I doubt that you are doing a good job in trying to control yourself, Damon. If you did, then things would have been completely different.” I looked away, biting the inside of my cheek. “I gave her shares,” I admitted. “I put Sienna in the center of this, and now she’s a target. Each one of them wa

I should be gasping too, but being a bastard made me know that piece of information sooner than everyone else when Eduardo and I had a blowing show after fucking Claudia. "I started CAMMY when I was 15. When I started, it used to be Catalina's closet. Back then, I only designed for my mom. Then people started asking her who her designer was, and she told them it was Cammy. My mom would get a lot of orders for me, and that's how CAMMY started. I've never liked being in the spotlight, and no one knew the Mendozas had a daughter. I am standing here today as Cammy the designer, a daughter, a mother, a sister, an aunt, and a role model to many, saying thank you for your endless support. I hope yo

Her forehead was swollen, and there were scratches around her eyes and nose. Shannon must have been involved in Camden's early release, and this was just the beginning. She needed to be cautious at all times. … Meanwhile, Damon was out of the office the whole day. He went to inspect various subsidiary companies with Liam until past 9:00 pm. He frowned when he saw Celeste's bruised forehead. "What happened?" Damon asked. "Camden got out of prison. Shannon probably said something to him, and he's holding me responsible for getting caught," Celeste said.