A Bastian Novels & Stories

he asked Duke, not minding my presence. "Yes, babe, she's my steward," Duke responded dryly. If I am not mistaken, she is Marie, the second daughter of the Menejez tribe; they lived near the Criose territory, the most hard-headed tribe; they were called the black sheep tribe. They don't follow the rules; they are killed once every hundred years via poisoning or hunting. They were the main reason why we wolves were almost exposed, and now, humans do believe we exist and continually hunt us. Either to kill or to attract people for money.

She looked shocked and stopped in her tracks for a moment, “uh probably because he hasn’t found his mate yet and he’s unbelievably hot! They all hope one of them will be his mate when they turn 18.” “Callie! Wait up!” A guy’s voice yelled. I looked back to see an older guy running up. “Oh hey, I’m Caleb.” He shot me a grin. “Alessia,” I smiled back. “Caleb has been like my best friend since childhood here.” Callie explained, “but he’s 2 years older so he patrols the borders from 6 AM to 10 AM. Caleb, this is Tasha’s Great Niece that moved here from Cerulean Pack.”

"JUST SPIT IT OUT ALREADY!!!" I close my eyes as I rush through my sentence. "Imawitch!" Damian looks dumbfounded. "What?" "What she is trying to say is that she is a witch. I'm her oh so loving witch's companion. Although from what we understand only certain people like her family can hear me talk. As to why you can hear me, I have no idea." Binx says as he walks over to Damian. He hops up on a rock, holding his front paw out. "Name's Binx by the way." Damian just stares at Binx's paw before looking back at me.

I answered indirectly. She exhaled deeply and set the towel she was carrying aside. "Are you sure you want to leave this place? " I nodded gradually. "Vista Querencia is a good place, Manang." Once more I put on a phony smile. "But the people were not," I continued. Pity flickered in Manang's eyes as she stared at me. "No matter how good nor successful I am, I'm still a bastard in their eyes. A bug in Daddy's good family. A good-for-nothing daughter of the Dagsinal clan."

"Please forgive my granddaughter. Yoursa is very hard like her brother Alarich, but behind her hard nature Yoursa is a gentle and loving girl, don't take Yoursa's words to heart," Whitney said. "No problem Mrs. Collins. I'm used to Yoursa's nature and attitude even though I've only been her personal bodyguard for a few days but I understand her."

She vanishes from the window and the front door swings open before I can say jack,and she stands before me,hands on her waist and an eyebrow raised in A glare. “Who are you? And what do you want in my house?” I raise my hands in surrender,surprised at her confidence. “Uh,my name is Bastian and I'm looking for Bailey.” She wrinkles her nose at me and gives me a once over,scowling when she's done. “He's not here and I'd advise that you leave,you neecampoop. I bet you're one of the reasons my brother is always getting hurt.” My eyes widen and I take a step back at her cute viciousness.

Okay, it’s painful, but we’d be alive. Mum and Dad told me about what happened when Faye Ashworth was pregnant with Bastain. It shocked me to learn that Bastain is Romerian, thanks to my father. I wonder if Bastain knows the truth yet, but I figured he did when Mum said she’d spoken to Faye. Luther and Leander have spent the whole week researching anything and everything they can get their hands on. They came back with one answer. I need to accept Bastian as my mate now more than ever.

This instant! ''As you wish, your majesty,'' Bastian replied reflecting a tone of urgency, and he curtsied again before turning away from Gaius to set forth for the lodge where Limah had been positioned to tender to her youngling. Bastian was the army's general and the longest serving member of the royal family. He had survived many wars from way back as a youngster in the kingdom of the Legendary king Gaius Caesar. Bastian had grown into the much experienced and hardened soldier, fighting alongside Gaius Jr. and sharing in the mirth of victories in the royalty's quest for power. He had climbed his way through the ranks as the toughest and deserving tutor of new recruits and Gaius's army. Wi

However, behind his intense gaze, she saw something reflecting regret. "Why are you so loyal to Cedric?" Selena whispered, her voice soft. "What makes him so special that you're willing to be his watchdog?" Bastian raised his eyebrows, realizing that Selena's question was not casual. "You don't understand, Selena. Cedric is not an ordinary man." "Different? He's just a rich and handsome man obsessed with power and control. What's so special other than all of that?" Selena retorted. Bastian moved toward the window, his gaze fixed on the city's never-sleeping view. "Cedric is not just an ordinary man. He's a werewolf, like me," he uttered. "Yes, he's different. You'll find out later."

Kai asks. “Because Nova mentioned that he’s in a pack based in Georgia, and who do we know owns the entire Deep South?” Kai growls. “The Harem King himself: pretentious French asshole, Bastien.” He says through clenched teeth. “This was a set-up from the beginning; they’ve been watching us this entire time.”