Cal Trask Novels & Stories

In his pack he is training to be a hunter & on the border patrols. Travis: Travis is a resistance outpost leader. He is also a low class pureblood Vampire. He is the owner & bartender of Travis's Tavern. Travis has a background with Dmitri. He was in debt with him until he made a trade containing information he had that Dmitri was interested in. This also saved him from the Nero family. Because he was an easy informant, Zachary Nero was left to watch him until Jason's final decision on what to do with him. Most of his information comes from his two known cousins, Trent and the other referred to as a lunatic. Travis gives out the information about Charles's outpost to save his own life.

That look of concern is back, warring with the desire riddling his body, but I can't think of anything except his cock rubbing against my body. “Kat, this might hurt a little at first …” He trails off, unsure. I pull his head down to mine, giving him a light kiss on the lips. “Dan, I understand the drill. You aren’t going to break me.” I whisper seductively in his ear, nipping at it lightly. “I trust you,” I add softly. He places one hand on either side of my head, that devilish grin lighting up his face, then pushes himself completely inside me with a single thrust.

He turned it on and with a green glow , the lightsaber's blade pointed out. Everyone started looking at each other in fear, they were shivering in terror. Mr. WinX Traskya was not only their head director but also an advanced warrior of the Trasykian Space Army. And if he is offended by anything or on anyone , then it will bring doom to their lives. The system of Trasykian was different in powerful cultivation. The more advanced your powers are ,the more powerful you are. Even though all Traskyian possess supernatural powers but who have advanced it were called masters or warriors.

They threw lifesavers attached to thick ropes, hauling the freezing, battered strike team out of the river. ​Tristan collapsed onto the deck, shivering violently, water pooling around his boots. ​He looked at the burning mountain of concrete in the distance. ​Vespera had played him perfectly. She had anticipated his need, offered him the bait, and turned his own victory into a death trap. She was willing to destroy billions of credits worth of infrastructure just to eliminate him from the equation. ​"She’s a monster," Vane coughed, wrapping a coarse blanket around his shoulders. "Alaric was crazy, but this... this is just cold."

We had been awake for over two days and wouldn't have been any help. "Could you recognize anything from the vision? Where she was or who that man was?" I ask Tricia. She bites her lip, clearly thinking about the vision before responding. "That man's name is Hunter. He is one of Kragen's top warriors, but I didn't recognize the room they were in. If they're at the Silver Moon Pack grounds, then it could be that I have never been in that building before. It's more likely that they have her somewhere else," Trish says, staring off into space.

It was chained to the rock with massive, glowing runes—Taoist binding spells that had been corrupted by time. "Subject 004-Delta," Caleb’s voice shifted slightly, the analytical tone of the AI blending seamlessly with his own observations. "Designation: The Cinder-Husk. Status: Dormant. Threat Level: Extreme." "It's not just dormant," Scarlett whispered, pulling out her jade brush. "It's suffering. Look at the chains. They aren't holding it; they're feeding on it. This thing is a living battery." "Then we put it out of its misery," Caleb said. He didn't transform into his wolf form. Instead, he simply took off his jacket, revealing the intricate, silver tattoos that now covered his arms—the

He asks looking around. "You have come to my packs aid, are helping to protect my Luna and you thought you didn't already have my loyalty?" He asks, shaking his head. "Alpha Calvin" Tristan smiles, "Any pack who has come to fight not only has my loyalty, you all have this promise" he says, his voice taking on his alpha tone.

Could it be that he actually fancies this brat who came out of nowhere? Since Carlos did not move, he dared not move rashly as well. He just let Tristan test Alex’s powers. However, at this moment, Alex suddenly said, “I saw a video on Triller earlier. It’s said that a guy named Tristan Coleman would crawl on the ground to eat mud every hour. The guy looks very much like you. Is that you?” Buzz! Tristan’s mind was about to explode in anger when he heard what he just said. In the next second, an angelic voice sounded in his mind.

I cannot even imagine. “I have been trained to be calm in the toughest of situations since my end goal is to become an Alpha. So let’s be honest this is nothing compared to the duties of an Alpha, is it?” he asked with a smile and then glanced at his expensive watch to check the time. He was elegance and arrogance personified, through and through and it only made me hot for him. I think I leave my sense aside whenever I am with him. He licked his lips to wipe off the smug smirk forming on his face as he added, “Hence, I can keep my calm in situations.”

Torin reached for the brass bell on his desk and rang it once, a sharp, clear chime that echoed out into the corridor. Within seconds, the door opened, and a tall, lean warrior stepped into the study. Caleb was one of Torin’s most trusted scouts—a silent, lethal tracker who possessed an uncanny ability to blend into the shadows of the packhouse without leaving a trace of his scent behind. His dark eyes were fixed on his Alpha, his posture rigidly respectful. "You called, Alpha?" Caleb asked, his voice low and even.