Caleb's Crossing Novels & Stories

I look down at the large wooden pole that looks more like a tree trunk and wonder how on earth she managed to carry this, let alone run and jump? Grasping the pole/ tree with trembling hands, I take a deep, shaky breath. Fuck. “Don’t even think about it baby girl, get on my back,” Caleb commands through the mind link as I turn, seeing his razor-sharp teeth tug at my dress. Thank fuck for that. He kneels down so I can climb onto his back as I take hold of two tufts of fur to hang onto as he charges forward running in a parallel line to the cannon until we can reach where their crack finishes to cross over to join Stacey and Jaden. I can see Kara and Elio charging in their direction already as

“Mr. Cross, Caleb has returned from the Capital,” Nolan Drake reported. Damian Cross stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gaze lowered to the garden. A faint, unreadable smile tugged at his lips as he watched Aria Vale attempting—chaotically and joyfully—to bathe Little White, the massive Tibetan Mastiff.

“Stanley is a dangerous man, Layla. Not just dangerous, he is brilliant and a wizard in tech. He can crack into places people swear are unbreakable. And he knows people, powerful people.” Caleb leaned closer, his tone deadly calm. “As long as you don’t step into his trap, you’ll be fine. I will protect you. I swear it. “But if you don’t listen…” Caleb added quietly, “he’ll take everything you own without leaving fingerprints.” Silence filled the car like cold fog. I stared at my knees, trying to breathe through the rising panic. It felt like forever before Caleb finally spoke again. “My trip to America wasn’t complete,” he said. “I got a call halfway through, and I had to rush back. But I wo

At seventeen, Damien Delta severed all ties with his best friend. Without a single word or explanation, he cut Harrison Kane, out of his life completely. For years, Damien stayed on the circuit, masterfully calculating his schedule to make sure their paths never crossed. When dodging Harrison became too difficult, Damien quit driving altogether, stepping away from the track to build the cars instead. He thought he was safe behind the scenes. He was wrong. When the Delta empire faces complete ruin, Damien is forced to break his own golden rule. Dragged out of retirement for SLAT—the most prestigious, brutal racing tournament in the world—he has to step back into the driver's seat.  And

Caleb asked Swallowing hard and unsure “yes sir, there is no other option left. “You are right. Remind me to raise your salary once we get back to new-york.” he ran upstairs to his room. "At least, something good came out of this hunt for me." Kenneth beamed. A few minutes later, Caleb came out looking dashing in a light green shirt and pants and a pair of black loafers. "Get the driver immediately," Caleb said with great urgency. "I have a price waiting to be won.

Once every Zob body has been wrapped, we load them onto a trailer and Lucas comes back with a jeep. “You have cars?” I ask surprised. Caleb laughs, “Yes, shifting is ideal but not always something we can accomplish easily. Especially if out in the human territory. I nod and help load the plastic-wrapped bodies. Caleb climbs inside the passenger side and I in the back as we drive to Moon Beam. “Thank you for doing this,” I say smiling.

Taken by surprise, the two were left speechless. Prius, embodying his Beta role, sprang into action and swiftly contacted the border patrol through the mind-link. He received verification that an individual had successfully crossed the border, but the process was swift, and the patrol was unable to establish visual contact. Neither could they detect any scent, as if the person had vanished or had never been present. He swore under his breath, and without taking notice of doing so, he asked out loud: "Were they heading east or west?" seeking crucial details.

the voice sounds closer and my body feels goose bumps rising. I turn to my left and see a blur figure, my body moves forward on impulse. The fear in my heart slowly reduces when I see a familiar face, it's Mr. Trump in a white garment. I don't believe in ghosts but this feels so real, I wish someone could pinch me right now. "Mr. Trump?" I ask putting a little distance between us. "Yes child, I see you're going through a lot of emotional pain but I want to assure you that everything will be fine if you listen to your heart. Do what is best for your baby." He says looking far a head.

It had been a lot easier earlier. When it felt like ages had past, the pain finally faded. I turned towards my parents, they both looking at me worriedly. You okay sweetie? I nodded, nuzzling them both. A low howl let everyone turn their attention towards Alpha Richard. We’ll be moving through the woods from the East side

After a long day, they both agreed to meet Carson the next day. The next day, they were both sitting in Caleb’s car. It was three hours’ drive. Carson currently reside in Greenbury with Claudia. He had never been there but when he searched on Internet, it seemed to be beautiful place. “Who would have guessed that three months after meeting, we’d be travelling together to meet my brother?” Caleb wondered. “Not me, at any rate.” Olivia chuckled. “Do you mind if I ask you a question?” He asked her nervously.