Caraval Books Novels & Stories

~ CARA ~ I had left the library fully intending to call security to help me back to the dorm, but as soon as I got outside it was like breathing the night air invigorated me. I stopped just outside the doors and took a deep, cleansing breath—and caught a strange scent on the night air. Before I knew it, I was creeping down the path beside the library, every sense on the alert and my heart pounding—but with thrill, not fear. And that was crazy.

Hey, Sweethearts! While wait for Lucy and Ralph's chapter that I'll be releasing this evening, which will be the last bonus chapter that'll close SIN entirely; I just want to let you know that Arabella's story is out!! I know some of you wanted to see her development, and now you have it. Her book is out, and it's titled CRAVE. You can go under my author's icon to see it or simply search for it. CRAVE is a new journey, so it'll be needing all of your support. There are only three chapters available now, so do add to your library, spare some votes for the new one and do leave a review on your thoughts of her story. They'll all be well appreciated.

Chapter 1 Raven’s POV My editor slammed the file on my desk so hard the coffee in my mug spilled. “This one’s yours, Raven. Viktor Vale. Billionaire ghost who hasn’t given a real interview in fifteen years. Dig until you find the dirt or die trying.” I picked up the folder, my fingers already tingling. “You sure about this? The man’s a fucking fortress.” “That’s why we’re sending you. You’re the only one crazy enough to walk in there smiling while looking for the skeletons.”

Jodi said with a smile. He didn’t want to piss off the bride, so he scanned the room. There were pretty ladies in the bar, but there were always beautiful girls at Garvey’s. He saw Deputy Carter dancing with a blonde. Her smile would serve well during a blackout, but Billy wasn’t into blondes. He loved women with dark or brown hair. He’d been known to date a redhead or two but dark haired, brown eyed women were his thing. Billy found them exotic and exciting.

Every handshake, every smile was a calculated move. Halfway through the evening, a woman approached — tall, silver hair, diamonds that could fund small wars. “Mr. Whitlock,” she purred. “I didn’t expect you to bring company.” “Mrs. Greaves,” he said evenly. “You remember Elara Vale.” Her eyes flicked to me. Recognition. Pity. Maybe envy. “Ah yes, the infamous bride.” I smiled sweetly. “Infamy looks good on me.” Alexander’s mouth twitched — approval disguised as restraint.

What happens when he uncovers secrets of her past life that drive her away from him? Cara Rose Sullivan is a sweet, eighteen-year-old, school dropout who is struggling to make ends meet after her parents' death. The sole breadwinner of her family, she is somehow providing for her three small siblings by taking up odd jobs. So when the very attractive Marcus Donnelly offers her a permanent job, could she decline it? Can she stop her heart from beating fast every time he’s near her? What will she do when he seems to be always near her? What will she do when he seems to invade her dreams as well? Read this heart-stopping, emotional roller-coaster of a love story that will keep you spell-bound!

"Carol recommended it. I described what I was looking for and she disappeared for thirty seconds and came back with this." "Carol is the best bookseller in the city. Whatever she hands you, read it." "You've read it?" "Twice." I paused. "Don't read the last page first." The corner of his mouth lifted. "I don't do that." "Jade told me you do that." "Jade has a complicated relationship with the truth."

"The book looks appealing to the eyes until you touch it." Amelia's eyes widened in horror and she quickly stepped back. She remained like that as she was too afraid to touch anything. "Why do you have such a dangerous book in your library?" She asked Cara. "I don't know, it belongs to Alphaeus and I've never bothered to ask him why he has such a book," Cara said nonchalantly. 'Tsk,' Amelia hissed under her breath. Cara returned holding a gigantic book and she found Amelia still rooted to her spot.

Calm Before the Storm (Isabella's POV) The library smelled like old paper and cedar polish. Sunlight slanted through tall windows, catching dust motes that floated lazy in the air. I’d slipped away after the snowball fight, cheeks still pink from cold and laughter, needing quiet to sort through the mess inside my head. Shelves stretched high, packed with leather-bound books that looked older than the pack itself. I pulled one down at random, thick, dark cover stamped with a crescent moon. Ancient Mate Bonds: Stories of the Moon Goddess’s Gift and Curse. My fingers traced the title. I sank into a worn armchair, opened it, and started reading.

he told her. “Alright, it's now or ever Evangeline Carter." She mumbled before opening the car door. __________________________________ AUTHOR NOTE Hello guys, I really appreciate you lovely people reading my book and I hope you enjoyed it. More chapters would be out soon Please do try out my other book - Black Rose: Revenge Of The Callous Heiress. I'm sure that you'll love it and it's back to being updated regularly. In addition, your support is crucial to this book's success. So please vote with your Gems. Your comments and reviews are greatly appreciated too.