Caraval Novels & Stories

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧 The sun was a pale, frightened eye peering through the lingering violet haze of the Tuscan sky as the first "Analog Caravan" prepared to depart. It was a sight that would have looked more at home in the fourteenth century than the twenty-first. Three heavy wooden carts, salvaged from the monastery’s old agricultural stores were hitched to sturdy, broad-backed workhorses that had survived the Spire’s collapse simply because they had no circuitry to fry.

Eva intervened and asked carol Carol: "Well I was looking for something sophisticated but not floral please." Eva:"Well I have the perfect look for you." Eva showed her a few outfits. She tried them and while this time during the outfit trial we both were noticing each other secretly. While leaving Carol gave me a seductive smile stating we will meet soon. After she left Eva warned me to stay away from her. She knew how carol is. But I couldn't stop thinking about her. She had some kind of charm. It was like I am in some spell.

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ SEXUAL CONTENT (18+) AFTER STARTING READING. PLEASE REVIEW MY STORY 🙏❤️ Happy Reading 🤗 ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ "Let me go!" Caramel screamed while struggling, she tried to escape from the grip of the two Kenzo bodyguards. The wedding dress is very elegant attached to her body, but it feels thin. Her shoulders are exposed. All knick-knacks such as earrings and expensive necklaces that sparkle adorn her. A bridal veil tied behind her hair.

I feel the blood boil inside me as he realizes I'm getting jealous and intentionally begins to grip her hips pressing his dick against her. Two can play this game Charlie. A bartender comes over and brings me a glass with coke and rum, garnished with a cherry placed on a toothpick. He points to a handsome blonde guy. He's really good looking, though he's not like Charlie handsome, but he'll do for now. The guy smiles, raising his glass, and I smile his way, thanking him for my free drink.

The wedding party is insane. Carreros know how to throw a good one and their house is dolled up and trussed up like the best function lounge in the world. Marquees out back and wide-open rooms that have all been cleared in the last ten days. I hardly recognized it when we got here and even the dance floor in the heated tent where we had our first dance was cozily illuminated to the hilt with fairy lights and disco balls. They have pulled out all the stops for this one.

he said and approached Sarah. "Are you in a relationship?" I asked him. They were both taken aback by what I said. "No," Sarah said. "Soon," Carlon added, smirking at me. "Sarah just wants to check if you have brownies today," carlon said. "I still have a lot. How many do you want? Also, I have cookies here. same price." "Cara, I'll buy one oatmeal cookie. I want to taste it," Carlon said. Even though he's my brother, he still needs to pay, and I don't think he has a problem with that. I know that he knew this was a business.

"Yeah. Back at Alex’s place in Washington. You came with his… your mom." "Ah right." Kaleb rises from his seat and extends his hand to her. "I’m Kaleb. And you must be Arabella, the beautiful girl who captured my brother’s heart. Rather, the beautiful girl whose heart was captured by my brother." When she takes his hand, he bows and kisses the back and I scowl. "Stop that." He doesn’t listen. "I must say, my brother is lucky–" "I told you to stop that." I hiss and Kaleb laughs as I jump forward and slap his hand off Arabella’s.

* Carl is sitting on a sofa in his mansion looking at two naked girls in front of him kissing each other. “Master,” he hears Garrit call him, “‘He is here” “Send him in” He sees a tall black man with his hair falling onto his broad shoulders. The man glances at the naked girls and they stop kissing. Carl looks over at them and signals them to stand in a corner. “Come, my friend,” Carl says, “I’ve been waiting for you.” He pours him a drink and then asks, “Are you ready? Have you considered my offer?”

~ CARA ~ Rig blew out a breath like a balloon that had been deflated and he raked a hand through his hair. “You scared me,” he murmured, then took a deep breath, holding my gaze. “We do have a power… it’s called the Allure. But you need to know, Cara, I never used it on you after that first day. Even before I knew who you were… what you were going to be to me… I wasn’t using it. Mack was, the fucker. But I wasn’t. The draw… that tugging inside, I feel it too. It’s the matebond.” A shadow passed behind his eyes, but then he offered his hand, much like he had back in the forest, palm up. “I’m telling you the truth. Touch me. Feel me. Feel how our bodies pull for each other. That draw we’re fee

“Oh, well, that’s not a bad thing. If you are not the same kind of people, there’s no need to force yourselves to be friends.” As she said that, she began to introduce herself. “My name is Cara. I’m having a grand wedding in Jeneva next month. Miss Carly, I watched your solo show. The wedding dresses were beautiful, and I loved them. So, I came here today to invite you to design a wedding dress for me.” “Call me Carly.” Carol asked, “May I ask for your last name?” “No last name. Just call me Cara.” “Okay, Cara.” … Cara was very secretive. She did not say a word about who she was.