Callie And Arizona Fanfic Novels & Stories

"Louise, you sent me a provocative text and claimed Dan loves you above all. You even had me gather a whole crowd here! Was your goal simply to make Dan lose his temper? I know you love him, but that doesn't give you permission to upset him just to prove his feelings for you." Cradling Callie in his arms, Daniel shot me a furious look. "I didn't expect you to be so obsessed with me. Yes, I have feelings for you, but you've truly crossed the line this time. You shouldn't have looked for someone else just to push my buttons!" Whenever Callie managed to distort the truth in just a few sentences, I would panic and try to clarify things with Daniel. Now, I couldn't be bothered.

Alison Pov.. After visiting my brother, I feel heavy hearted knowing that he is hurt again. He promised not to love again when his fiance cheated on him before, but he didn't stop cupid to let him fall to Cali. Break up are the worst nightmares! I just hope Alejandro will slowly cope up this time. How about Cali? What will happen to her now that her family imprisoned her like that? I was about to call Cali when I received an anonymous caller. I'm worried it would be Alejandro. I immediately received the call.

"The demons will rip you apart and heal you only to do it again. They can do it for months. And when they’re finally bored with you, they’ll send you for the Hounds to tear apart." He looked fearful as he began to plead. "Don’t do this! I’ll do anything, Callie. I’ll be the father you want me to be. We can be a family again." She shook her head. "You can’t fool me anymore." The circle glowed a brilliant white light underneath him. "Don’t, Callie, please! I love you!" "No, you don’t." "Please!" "Say hi to Azazel for me."

“Ares will stay and remain with her. If it is only a fleeting visit like you say it is, she can cope without me for a few hours. They won’t try anything with an alpha with you.” “I appreciate your offer Alpha Arancea but it really is unnecessary. As I have told Cleo repeatedly, I can go alone.” Callie sighs out, standing to the side of us. “I don’t want you to go by yourself.” I can’t just remain here, not when I know her parent’s are up to no good. She hasn’t said so, but I think a part of her is hoping they have changed their minds. That they are going to welcome her back. That they’ve seen the error in their ways and want to make amends…I’m not so sure.

Dad was detained for investigation, whereas Mom was temporarily released on bail to care for the injured Callie. But their reputations were already in tatters. Callie's leg became infected, and it was said she might be left with a scar. She threw tantrum after tantrum in the hospital. "My leg is ruined! I'll never be a dancer! I'm going to kill Arlene! I'll kill that bitch!" Mom comforted her, "Callie, calm down. I'll avenge you. Once this blows over, I'll make sure that wretched girl suffers a fate worse than death."

I said and waved gently at her, causing her face to glow with a darker shade of pink. I chuckled amusedly to myself as I eavesdropped on her conversation with Xyla, they talked about Dylan, their future plans for a baby and other girly gossips and I could feel Callie tense up whenever my name was mentioned. ‘There’s no escape from this, those four years were not in vain.’ I mumbled to myself before falling asleep. The next morning, she was gone and I asked of her from Xyla who seemed to be pissed at everything I did simply because ‘I avoid bonding with her mate’ which I found dramatic and a bit extra.

"Callum, it's already so late, and she's still calling you? Doesn't she know how to keep some boundaries between men and women? She's not into you, is she?" Caryn Dudley's hostility was blatant. Callum's tone turned cold. "Diana, maybe don't call me this late anymore. It's easy for people to get the wrong idea. I'm hanging up." He had never spoken to me like that before. By the time I gathered myself, the call had already ended. Long ago. I looked at the clock. It wasn't even eight yet. That wasn't late by any measure. There was a time when I could call Callum at three or four in the morning, and he'd answer right away, asking what was wrong.

Callie I paced my room like a caged animal. Every time I thought about what I had done with Grayson, my chest tightened. It wasn’t just the heat, the stolen touches, or the thrill of almost being caught. It was him… the way he looked at me. And now, it was too much to keep to myself. I picked up my phone again, my thumb hovering over the contacts list. I hadn’t called anyone in weeks, not since I had moved in with Mia. But there was one name that lingered in my mind; Leah.

Callum did not have his usual arrogant attitude. Instead, his voice was full of desperation. “Dad, please take back the engagement. Uncle Jaxon can’t marry Moon.” Seeing Callum cause a scene and embarrass the Fido family in front of the reporters, Louie quickly stepped in. “Callum’s not well. He’s not thinking clearly. Get him to a doctor.” But Callum would not leave. “Dad, Moon and I have been in love for years! Everyone in Central City knows that. You can’t let Uncle Jaxon marry her!”

she suggests, and I find myself nodding. We swap numbers and chat for a little while. She seemed sweet and funny too, but she wasn’t like Arya. Though Callie seems very straightforward, something I don’t come across too often. “It was nice to meet you, Kyson. I expect your call sooner rather than later.” She runs off before I have a chance to say anything else.