Caraval Novels & Stories

she countered. “If you want to win the crown, you have to work hard like the other girls. There's no shortcut in becoming the Luna Queen,” Came his passive reply. “Is that why you have scars all over your body, your pack wants you to win badly that they don't care about hurting their own,”

Demon King had just left when Silvia looked warmly toward the door, her voice soft, as if awaiting the entrance of her beloved. "Carl, it's been a long time. When did you become so shy that you won't even come in?" Carl stood outside the door, his gaze deep as he looked into the hall. Silvia seemed to have a fondness for Avana-style things. Despite being in a modern society, she insisted on decorating her base like an underground palace. It was really ... hmm! "Long time no see, Sophie Horan." Carl walked over slowly. He was stopped at the door by Silvia's men. Basically, he was going into Silvia's lair alone. His purpose, of course, was to bring back his beloved wife and daughter.

The moment was charged with electricity, and when they finally broke apart, Carver grinned, "You two, I swear." Ava leaned forward, untying one of Carver's hands. As soon as he was free, he swiftly removed the headphones and blindfold, the world rushing back to him. Once Peyton had untied his other hand, Carver seized the opportunity. In a swift move, he was on his feet, quickly pinning Ava down with a playful intensity, and pressing his lips to hers in a deep, passionate kiss.

~ 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

“You really think highly of yourself, fool.” Carl gripped the steering wheel tighter, but his lips twitched in amusement. “You’re going to regret this, Ariel,” he warned, and then pressed the accelerator just enough to make the car lurch forward playfully. The engine roared as he zoomed down the driveway toward the sprawling Zubrel estate. --- At the Palace Gates

"I'll leave you with both pairs, to do with as you please." "But was I correct?" "You were," Essence answered, "congratulations for winning the game. But I'm afraid that your prize is one you already own... the power to command your willing slaves to do whatever you wish." She then went to the television and stopped only a millimetre short of pressing Play on the video called Carol's Wedding. "And now without further ado, I hereby present the world premiere of... drum roll please... Carol's Wedding!" "I have no idea what this one is," Charlie said.

"Thank you...I don't know how to repay you." The owner smiled. "Just show up later, and we'll call it even. Name's Joe, by the way." Valle nodded, a small smile on his lips. "Valle. I'll be here, Joe." As Valle turns to leave, he's suddenly struck by an intoxicating scent that courses through his veins like liquid fire. His head spins, and his heart races with a primal intensity. He's caught in the grip of a ancient instinct, one that cannot be denied.

I lean forward, transfixed. Cara… is now the Beta of BloodyMoon?

Orville commands and the boys nod, each taking off in the direction of their assigned wing. Carl walked down the hallways, impressed by the luxurious setup right before his very eyes. There were a couple of larger-than-life portraits of Kyle and his family, all dressed up in their best Hollywood finery. Kyle looks good in a suit, Carl thought to himself, smiling shyly. He checked the first three doors on the left— Nothing. Getting bored, he started walking at a speed. Suddenly, Carl trips on an unknown object on the ground and bumps into a lion statue on his left, triggering some kind of trap door.

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.