Novels by Camarofelicia

Doing as I was told I put my plate down and followed Gianna outside. When we walked out the back door I was greeted with the cool New York fall breeze. I just took a moment and enjoyed the the calm that was around me. The moment didn't last very long though, because my ears were soon filled with loud yelling in Italian. Me and Gianna both looked at each other and started to follow the sound of the voices. After turning a few short corners we saw the horrific scene unfolding in-front of us. Lorenzo had his gun pointing at the old man sitting in front of him. The old man had a small smirk on his face and looked completely unfazed by the predicament he was in. "Non sono lo stesso uomo che ero allora Alfonso." Lorenzo spat. (I'm not the same man I was then Alfonso.)"Certo che non lo sei. Sei cambiato molto da quando l'hai ucciso." the old man said. (Of course you aren't. You've changed a lot since you killed him.)."Tieni il suo nome fuori dalla bocca! Smettila di mancare di rispett

Klarissa POVWhen I woke up all I could see was light.'Ah my eyes!' I said to myself as I struggled to sit up in the bed. When my eyes finally adjusted to the blaring light, I proceeded to swing my legs over the edge of the mattress so I could stand up. When I finally got out of bed, I walked over to bathroom in to an attempt to make myself look presentable. When I saw myself in the mirror I was a little shocked.My hair was all a wavy mess, and the left over mascara from last night was all dried underneath my eyes. I started to look through the drawers in the bathroom till I found a toothbrush, toothpaste, a hair comb, and face soap. First I started by washing my face. I first wet my face with my hands, before lathering it with a generous amount of face soap. Once I rinsed it off, I proceeded to pat my face dry. Then I started started in on the mess on my head. I really should have brushed it out when I got out of the shower last night, but its a little too late for that now. When

Klarissa's POVAll I could hear was yelling and gunfire. "Get down!" I heard the tall stranger scream, and I quickly did as I was told. When my brain started to catch up to what was going on I started to panic. All I could think about was where the hell were Mateo and Alicia!+"Hurry get up." he said to me, giving me his hand. I reached out and took it, and he pulled me to the standing position. As I looked around all I could see were dead bodies. My mouth gaped in shock, and I felt a hard tugging at my hand. When I didn't move from these persistent tugs, I felt myself being thrown over someones shoulder. At this point I was in complete shock, I had no idea what was going on around me.What knocked me out of my daze was be put into the back seat of a car. There were five men in the car with me, and they were speaking fast Italian."Che cazzo è successo!" the tall stranger said as he quickly sped away from the gala. (What the fuck happened!)"Non ne ho idea! Ha qualcosa a che fare con

Klarissa's POV"Klarissa hurry up!" my sister yelled from the other room. "I'm almost ready! Hold on!" I said as I finished touching up my makeup.18Before I left my bathroom, I took one last look at myself in the mirror. My light brown hair was pulled back into a messy, yet classic bun that had a few strands dangling down. I had minimal face makeup covering my golden tan skin, which allowed most of the attention to go to my eyes. My eyes are bright brown with specks of gold in them. And to finish off, my long lashes were covered with black mascara.Once I finished inspecting myself, I turned off the light and walked out of the bathroom. I saw my sister standing in front of my bed looking down at a couple of gowns.When she heard me enter the room, she looked up and said,"Dang Rissa! You look hot!"I let out a small chuckle and walked over to where she was standing."What do you think about this dress?" she asked, as she held up a black dress that would end above her knees. "It woul