In Red Stilettos - ON HOLD
  • Reads 979
  • Votes 89
  • Parts 8
  • Time 49m
  • Reads 979
  • Votes 89
  • Parts 8
  • Time 49m
Ongoing, First published Dec 09, 2012
ON HOLD until further notice (My laptop crashed and my USB is missing so all the chapters I wrote went poof! And so, I am too annoyed to continue this story for now)

For Candice, fashion model by profession and an assassin by choice, killing was second nature - just like walking the runway in her red stilettos.

Then she meets her next target, Prince Lucien - the gorgeous Prince of Monaco who had the sexiest lips and the most enchanting eyes she had ever seen - and things started getting messy.

Fighting, loving, living...Candice does it all - in style!
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add In Red Stilettos - ON HOLD to your library and receive updates
or
#158candice
Content Guidelines
You may also like
Her Majesty // Mikaelson by Lucifurteeth
42 parts Complete
The Quarter is quiet. Marcellus controls the vampires. The wolves live like outcasts in the Bayou. The Witches have a rocky peace with the vampires. The Mikaelsons raise Hope in their family home. All is peaceful, quiet despite the minor disputes. However the newest Scottish visitors have a long history that they plan on bringing to town. --- "They don't like the idea of new vampires in New Orleans." He reports shamefully, holding his head downwards. The butler seemed as though fearing for his life. I hold the lavender ball gown up to my chest, looking at myself in the floor length mirror. "On the contrary, dear Joseph," I pause, listening as my sweet Scottish accented voice floats around the room in tranquility​. I turn to him, my ice eyes resting on him. "We are very, very old vampires." I drop the dress, and the butler looks up in fear. My movements are as fast as a striking snake, tearing out his throat in such a swift movement there's barely any mess. I look into his eyes as he raises his hands to his neck, falling to the ground in a light thump. I walk back and pick up the lavender dress, admiring my smiling reflection in the mirror as the tragically human butler bleeds out onto the expensive Russian rug. --- Some plot lines and moments of the Originals has been altered for this story. Camille is human (alive). Marcel is not a super vamp. However, Hope is seven years old. I only own the events and Characters I design, the rest all belong to the CW and the wonderful writers. Edit:: The Title has been changed from Casket Crowns to Her Majesty The reasoning is that the characters designed in this story are being used in a series of novels that will NOT be fan fictions. If you're interested in Merida and her brothers furthermore, stay tuned for the actual Fiction/Fantasy book I'll publish on my profile. August 10, 2020 UPDATE: This story is old, I started it several years ago and therefore has many flaws. Read at your own risk.
The Female Bodyguard by Jing-Yi
38 parts Ongoing
"You have to stop doing that." "Stop doing what?" "Saying things that make me want to kiss you when I can't."    Becoming the prince's personal bodyguard should be a dream come true, shouldn't it? Good pay, palace life, but the real gem that everyone covets? A chance to captivate or simply befriend the future king. However, for Larissa Fable, being entrusted to safeguard Prince Casimir Hughes appears to be one of her greatest misgivings in life. Refusing to accept a female bodyguard, Casimir vows to brew more chaos than ever, going as far as burning an apartment to cinders. However, fate takes an unexpected turn when they embark on a clandestine journey in search of a missing princess. As they venture deeper, shadows of concealed truths, some irredeemably grave, begin to surface between them. Each revelation, a crack in the façade of appearances. Larissa cannot help but find herself teetering on the edge of a precipice that threatens not just her identity, but her very life. Yet, amidst the haunting echoes of secrets, Larissa and Casimir find themselves drawn together in ways neither anticipated. A stolen glance lingers a second too long and their hearts race incomprehensibly, an illicit melody of emotions. Bound by agonising lies and a growing yet forbidden desire for one another, they stand at the edge of a treacherous and uncertain future - a place where love and fate collide in a perilous dance. ~~~ A blossoming love story between a girl with a radical dream and a reckless prince she, unfortunately, has to rely on for it to come true.    Amazing cover by @tzehleng Pictures used in banners, covers and any graphics are not owned by me, all credits belong to the owners of those images.
Her Promise by liXroseXil
8 parts Ongoing
Aurora was one of the most feared and deadly assassins to ever live. She was trained to kill without a second thought and to fight with perfection. Known as the Fatal Beauty for her charming lethality, Aurora seduces her victims and kills them. She is forced into a temporary alliance with her enemy, Lorenzo De Luca, as problems arise. Unfortunately, these problems seem to be connected to Aurora in every way possible, causing secrets to be revealed. What will happen when the facade, the image that everyone sees her to be, Aurora has built comes crashing down on top of her? Lorenzo was one of the, if not, the most merciless man to roam the world. Cold, heartless, and cruel. As the future don of the Italian mafia, he must live up to the expectations his family has for him. One tiny problem: the Russians. After creating many complications for the Italian mafia to become the strongest mafia, he's must to unite forces with the infamous Fatal Beauty. Little does he know that two people with the same mindset and power don't get along. Or do they? . . I could feel his breath against my skin as I resisted the urge to shudder. He pinned both my hands on the wall on either side of me, caging me in. He glowered down at me, not an ounce of sympathy or remorse in his eyes. "Why don't you ever fucking listen to me?" He demanded, almost shouting, in a furious tone. He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. "You're not my boss," I seethed, glaring right back at him. It didn't help that I couldn't move at all, either. He clenched his jaw. "It seems like we have a miscommunication," he said slowly. I swallowed. "I am your boss and You. Are. Mine." With that, he smashed his lips against mine.
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
Her Majesty // Mikaelson cover
The Female Bodyguard cover
Mission: Undercover cover
Smoke and Mirrors : Royal Angels I cover
A castle of wings and vengeance  cover
Blood Sport cover
For The Press cover
Her Promise cover
Ruthless Beauty cover
Rising: A battle between the heart and mind cover

Her Majesty // Mikaelson

42 parts Complete

The Quarter is quiet. Marcellus controls the vampires. The wolves live like outcasts in the Bayou. The Witches have a rocky peace with the vampires. The Mikaelsons raise Hope in their family home. All is peaceful, quiet despite the minor disputes. However the newest Scottish visitors have a long history that they plan on bringing to town. --- "They don't like the idea of new vampires in New Orleans." He reports shamefully, holding his head downwards. The butler seemed as though fearing for his life. I hold the lavender ball gown up to my chest, looking at myself in the floor length mirror. "On the contrary, dear Joseph," I pause, listening as my sweet Scottish accented voice floats around the room in tranquility​. I turn to him, my ice eyes resting on him. "We are very, very old vampires." I drop the dress, and the butler looks up in fear. My movements are as fast as a striking snake, tearing out his throat in such a swift movement there's barely any mess. I look into his eyes as he raises his hands to his neck, falling to the ground in a light thump. I walk back and pick up the lavender dress, admiring my smiling reflection in the mirror as the tragically human butler bleeds out onto the expensive Russian rug. --- Some plot lines and moments of the Originals has been altered for this story. Camille is human (alive). Marcel is not a super vamp. However, Hope is seven years old. I only own the events and Characters I design, the rest all belong to the CW and the wonderful writers. Edit:: The Title has been changed from Casket Crowns to Her Majesty The reasoning is that the characters designed in this story are being used in a series of novels that will NOT be fan fictions. If you're interested in Merida and her brothers furthermore, stay tuned for the actual Fiction/Fantasy book I'll publish on my profile. August 10, 2020 UPDATE: This story is old, I started it several years ago and therefore has many flaws. Read at your own risk.