Caraval Movie Novels & Stories

Carver escorted Ava to the marketing floor, his hand lingering on hers as they said their goodbyes. He leaned down, his lips meeting hers in a tender kiss that sent a chill through her. It was a simple act, yet one that spoke volumes. People around them stopped and stared, their surprise evident. Carver had never shown affection in public before. As he walked away, Ava's friend Arry rushed over, her eyes wide with concern. "Are you okay, Ava? Are you...are you a sub now?" she stammered. Ava laughed, the sound bright and clear. "No, Arry, I'm not a sub. I'm just me. Carver is just Carver. We're finding our way, together."

“He’ll be here. His flight got mixed up and he’s catching the next one to New York.” He nodded in understanding and whipped his head to face the road. “Buckle up people, you’re about to get the ride of your life!” “Coleus no!! There’s a child in this car!” Before I could successfully complete my plea we were sprinting down the road. No matter how much I tried to defer the chilly feeling that caked at my spine, the feeling persisted. Was I ready to face Cormac and Ava? Could I even do this? Carry out my revenge?

" He dragged the blind off the window of the private room, only for him to see Barbara, she was rushing into the resort, then he saw some gunmen pointing their guns at Barbara, unknown to her. "No!" He shouted then ran out of the building he was running towards Barbara, the young lady was confused, she too had been called that her father had passed out, how could he be the one running towards her, Calvin was almost there, when her car blast, she turned only to see the car she just gets out of had been a bomb, making Barbara fall to the floor. "Barbara!" He called running towards her, Camille laughed badly as she moved closer to Calvin. "Don't you like my gift? It's a nice parcel, the next on

I don't get this shit! my entire system went on fire 🔥 at the mention that Kim was murdered. I drove my fingers into my hair, I slide a vodka from the bar smashed on the floor.. "Where's the video clip?? I need to watch it.." I growled and he was just staring at me until Carla walked in. A different Carla as precisely. she was on a ripped jeans, a crop top and sneaker,, she wore two ear rings each on her ears, her makeover had transformed her into a damsel.

What do I do? His lips slowly curved into a half-smile. “I love you Evelyn” And with that we both came. Unknown pov: Carol’s heels clicked furiously against the pavement as she exited the estate gates. Her fingers trembled—not from the cold, but from fury. Humiliation. Betrayal. She slid into the backseat of a waiting black car, slamming the door harder than necessary. The driver didn’t flinch. He wasn’t just a driver. “Drive,” she snapped.

"You're just going to wear it for one day. Why waste time trying so many? After all, once the photographers are done at the wedding, you'll never wear it again." Knowing she couldn't argue back, Fiona huffed. "Fine, I'll take this one. Aren't you going to try on your suit?" Charlie cast a disinterested glance at the racks and pointed to one at random. "That one. It matches your dress." He paid without even bothering to try it on. Then he turned to me. "Let's exchange contact information. It's rare to meet someone with such an appreciation for watches—I wouldn't want to miss this chance to make a new friend."

Curving her hand around her mouth, she leaned in and whispered, “He’s in a bad mood. Be careful.” Calvin laughed. “Thanks. I will.” He was about to leave when he stopped himself. “You said your sister doesn’t write, right?” “Right.” “See you around,” he told her. “You too.” But she didn’t move. He cocked his head, and she said, “You look familiar.” “We met the last time, remember?” “Yeah, I remember,” Cara said, nodding. He waited for her to say more, maybe laugh and tell him she was lying about her sister not being a writer. “But I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere else. Are you also in the movie industry? Do you act?”

"We're leaving and you're coming with me." "I'm not going anywhere with you!" "Yes, you are, little flower, you're my captive now." His tone sent shivers all over my skin and I remembered the beast he just killed with nothing more than his hands and shadows. Unconsciously I took a step away from him and his head turned a fraction as he registered that movement. My heart rate was spiking again, and I heard my blood pounding in my ears. But he turned away from me. He whistled into the distance and after a brief silence I heard the sound of galloping hooves come from the opposite side of the carriage. A massive black stallion came trotting around the gilded coach and I inhaled a sharp breath at

________________________________________ *CARL POV* Hi, I am Carl Davis, Lando's second in command. He’s like a brother to me, actually. He’s cold and arrogant, but he’s someone that you can trust and talk to. For years he has waited for his mate. Whenever he sees other wolves with their mates, he would get sad. Every day I prayed to the goddess that he would find his mate and be happy one day. It never once crossed my mind that she would be a vampire. When he fainted James called me to a corner and we chatted a bit. ________________________________________

Every scene in the high school romance movie made me secretly cry in the theater, reminding me of Nate. I go into the bathroom to freshen up before going to the car. After watching that movie, I wanted to go straight home. It was almost 10 p.m., and outside was dark. I quickly walked to my car, feeling unsafe in the dark street. "Stay out and don't ever come back here if you're going to start trouble!" I stop to hear an angry shout, and I'm surprised to see Amber's boyfriend, Tristan, being kicked out of a bar by a man.