Callum Drift Novels & Stories

He had partly shifted and that made him taller and broader than any opponent Killian had ever faced, black veins all over his body and his fangs glinting at him as eyes burning red with a ferocity. “Of course you would be here, you were always so emotional," Kallum said, his voice deep and perfectly calm. "You're still here as well” Killian resorted. Kallum only shrugged. “Where is Kallum? Where are they? Ayla? Aiden?..." Kallum tilted his head the way he always had when he found something amusing that he didn't want to admit. "You're being a hypocrite again, little brother,” he smiled. " You never liked that boy”

The moment I stepped through the door, Todd's call blasted through my speaker. "Why didn't you come along?" he demanded, his voice furious and accusatory. "Are you seriously throwing a tantrum over a drink? Do you have any idea how long I've been looking for you?" I quietly changed into my slippers. "When you all left, I was in the restroom taking a call." He paused, his voice tightening. "What could be so important that it took that long?" He still believed it was my fault. "Whatever. We're staying out here by the coast until dawn. Just grab a cab back yourself."

“They claim it’s a diplomatic visit. Came asking for Tessa. Again.” I laughed once - dry, cold. “She’s not a possession to negotiate over.” Rylan met my eyes. “Then how do you want to respond?” I didn’t answer. I was already moving. The forest opened into the northern clearing like a wound. Callum stood in the center, casual as ever. That same snake-oil grin smeared across his face. The two enforcers behind him looked ready for a fight, but I didn’t spare them a glance. “Alpha Dorian,” Callum greeted smoothly. “Still brooding in the woods, I see.”

"I've been doing this kind of work for years. I know how to play a role." "She's dangerous." "So am I." He held my eyes. "You need to trust me on this. Whatever happens tonight—" Callum appeared in the doorway. He wasn't leaning the way he usually did. His shoulders were pulled in, his eyes hadn't found mine yet, fixed somewhere on the floor between us. "Dr. Watson. I need your help." Drake looked between us. He stood, picked up his plate, and left, pulling the door most of the way closed.

Drake was Callum's brother , the two never got along well but on business stuff and other things , they did. The last time I saw him was the day he came over and somehow when I served callum got mad at my choice of food and hit me but yet he acted so nonchalantly towards it. I knew the man , he had lost three of his ex-wives mysteriously and the police ruled them to be sucidde but I knew better not to mess with him, Callum might be the demon but he was the devil himself. Drake approached me and with easy steps , I felt my blood run cold and I moved backwards.

And when she told that she wanted to leave the country for a while to collect herself together again, her father supported her and arranged everything for her without questioning much, for which she was thankful. Now, she was Callistaa Russells and not Cali Ruth anymore. Her father handled everything smoothly. It was like Cali Ruth had never existed in this world. It was always Callistaa Russells who went abroad to complete her studies and would be joining the company soon. Now everyone in the corporate world knew about Callistaa Russells. But no one had ever seen her in person till now. She was not ready to go back to the country yet but it was inevitable. She was the only heiress of the Ru

If Isaac knew Callum only sought that from men, would he think it sickening? Callum swallows roughly, then pockets his phone. It feels wrong now to have those photos of Matthijs and Peter. They don’t even mean anything. He’d just taken them because it was objectively funny to see a 6’4 wall of defensive Dutchman clinging onto a 5’5 scrap of eccentric Swissman the same way a toddler would their favorite stuffed animal at bedtime. He turns back around in his seat, then shivers despite the Alexandria hoodie he’s got on.

CALLUM Jayden, the only guy in our group who isn't afraid to speak his mind even when being stared at by three females. He is blonde like me and he has deep blue eyes, more deeper than mine that tends to change colors everytime. Sometimes I think his eyes are purple. He is a 6 feet 2 and very athletic, if you know what I mean. He isn't on the football or basket ball team in the school because he doesn't like them. But he goes to the gym a lot and he spends his time in a boxing arena during weekends. He wrestles sometimes too. He lives with his mum and his elder sister. His dad, let's just say some where in the world like my dad neglecting his duties. He changes phones too much just like tash

"Bring me Callum Brennan. Alive. Restrained." The hunters move in. Callum fights. Of course he does. But he's outnumbered, exhausted, and protecting wounded. They take him down. Silver chains. Heavy restraints. Bring him before us. "Callum Brennan," Mordaunt says pleasantly. "Meet Professor Fell. He's going to help you see reason." Callum looks at me. Recognition dawns. "You. The doctor from Isla's clinic." "Guilty." I prepare the injection. "I've been studying your community. Very interesting research opportunity."

Callum approached Emma after a long time, noticing the girl standing on the balcony looking at the sky. "I miss my father, my mother and my home." "And miss Ryan too?" Callum lures Emma. "Hey," Emma muttered absently. Callum turned Emma around so they were both facing each other. "You miss that bàstard? The man who dumped you, so you are here right now." "C-Cal" Emma widened when she realized the trick question was from Callum. "Are you frightened?" Callum pulled Emma's body so their chests were touching each other.