Caraval Novels & Stories

The candle was not giving enough light but she managed. . . Carly went clubbing at SHARON. She was all wide and giving off cool vibes. A guy walked towards her and held her by the waist. He was looking handsome and she suddenly liked him. He admired her mini gown and blue scarf around her neck while he kept on staring at her too. "What have you come for?" "Nothing you know not of" he said and rubbed her bare shoulder. She felt a tingle and pulled him by the collar immediately. "Let us just dance" she said about to pull away but he pulled her back. He was licking his lower lip and that got her upset.

Since Sei isn’t around anymore and it’s just a plan to make me confess, it’s a piece of cake ruining every company she owns. And that is how Theo Valencia is when he doesn’t get his way.

I looked at him "I...I saw a girl who looks like me but she's....she's different she was in the alley everything was dark when she was on the ground when a guy who looks...looks like you came toward her. She was telling you about your red. They were red just like..just like they were. I told him. Locus fixed his attention on me and began moving toward me. I slowly crawled backwards. It's not because she was afraid of what she saw but because my heart was beating louder than ever, I was scared that Locus would hear my heartbeat because of how loud it was. When my back hit the wall he was inches away from me so I could feel his minty warm breath on my face. "What..what are you doing?" I asked,

Luckily it's also a masquerade ball so the two lovers can hide their identity and enjoy the party with her. Ruby created a false persona for them which goes like this: Carmilla is an aspiring best-seller book writer and Marcel is a traveling stage performer. They met while he was singing in a tavern, had a few drinks, shared a wonderful conversation, and then dated. They eventually got married but didn't stop doing what they wanted to do. Ruby is a fan of Carmilla's books and had become her friend after meeting her in a cafe so she invited the two of them to the ball since her mother and her knights couldn't attend.

Carla's grin widened as she noticed John's quizzical expression. "I know, right?" she chuckled, gesturing towards the interior. "Sometimes, I surprise myself with the crap I come up with." She smirked, referring to the establishment's unique name. John couldn't help but see the humour in it; it was almost a mocking nod at Carla’s shifter nature. Parking at the back of the building, Carla explained, "We're going in from the back since we aren't opening for another couple of hours." The sun hung high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the expansive parking area, where only one other car was parked.

I couldn't help but sigh at their weird interest. Lissa dragged me ignoring my wish to go back to the class. She is quite stronger than me and before I could show her my reluctance, we were already at the ground entrance where those girls were staring at the two handsome beings fighting with each other. "What are we going there for?" I asked irritatingly shrugging my shoulders, Cara sighed unrefined, "You are just impossible, girl" she muttered, "You don't know. That's gonna be so exciting. I heard there was a show in the ground early in the morning today. The boys got engaged in a fight for a girl again. Everybody is here to see that bitch." Cara bragged which instantly hit me.

I questioned once more, feeling a pang of nerves. "No, he will appreciate the flowers' beauty," she reassured my apprehensive thoughts, soothing my nerves. "Indeed, Tyler is our destined mate. Whatever I present him with, he will cherish," I chuckled and picked up the pace, eager to embrace him and bask in his alluring scent. As I approached the entrance gate, I was on the verge of stepping through when a jarring cacophony of music assaulted my ears and I contorted my face into a scowl. The source of the commotion was a mystery, piquing both my curiosity and confusion.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

"Nope, that's not going to happen, ma'am, we are going out and that's final," Natalie said, Nicole didn't have any choice but to get off the bed, she waited as Natalie brought out clothes for her, she reluctantly wore it, still not wanting to leave the house but when she got to the front and saw that everyone of their staffs who didn't go home on holiday were out too, she cheered up and followed them, Natalie held her hand as they walked the short distance to where the carnival was been held, she didn't even know they did something like this in her neighborhood for New year's Eve, this was the first time she would witness it even though she lived here all her life.

"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.