Romans & histoires Caraval Series

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.

Cursing at himself, he slammed the kettle down on the stove. The Set was falling apart around him, and he felt so damn useless. Over the past few months, members of the Devil's Set had been disappearing one by one. First there was Tavish. Then Sloane. And then only this morning they'd received word that two more had gone missing on the team's recent expedition to Yellowstone National Park in the U.S. - Charlie, a recent addition to their ranks, and Roth, their leader. Without this team - without brothers he trusted with his life, or the woman who haunted his dreams at night - then what did he have?

she said in a breathy voice. "Out," Neil demanded. I watched her ass as she crawled from the cage. Her ass on full display. Both girls were wearing barely there lingerie. Cu8m Slut's was red. Slave's was electric blue. Her wedding gift to me. What a night that had been. She had lubed up her own a9ss, so I could fu9ck her senseless, which, of course, I did without question. Then I drilled her pu8ssy and came down her throat. We fu8cked all night but I made love to her the next morning to consummate our marriage vows. I enjoyed treating her like a fuc8king cu8m dumpster on our wedding night. The sight of the new collar had me going like an animal, that and the little blue pills I took, so I co

Aegolus elaborated. "Okay, no one is asking," Arabelle murmurs. "Are you saying anything?" the Prince inquired. The lovely lady shook her head quickly. "Is that so? Then I'll make my request," he added. "In this part of the forest!" The creature pointed to the eerie, seemingly dead and dark woods not far from the castle, this boundary of the Flammeus Kingdom and the Red mountain. "You will find here the tree of Καρπός παραμής (Karpós Alítheias) or better known by the name fruit of truth," said the Prince.

There was no way Ella was stupid enough to jump. Jai and Daniel turned around and went down the hallway while Cain walked further down the room to the next car. Cain came to the door at the other end of the car and, before he could touch the door handle, the door swung open.

King Cyrus was preparing breakfast in the kitchen when he heard a certain noise outside. He ran to the bedroom and found Carla standing there in the centre of the room. She was wearing a red hooded gown. "It cannot be" the King said, surprised. "Cyrus. It's me." "Carla!" The King ran to offer the woman a hug. Tears rolled down his cheeks. "Cyrus I have come to warn you." Said Carla. "Warn me?" The King was confused. "There is a war coming. A great battle between good and evil. No one is safe. You need to prepare yourselves. You need to unite, that is how you will defeat the evil one."

________________________________________ *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. ________________________________________

I would know that voice anywhere, and I am in no way prepared to hear it right now. ‘‘Camilla? What the hell are you doing out here?’’ I jerk back up as the umbrella recedes into the hands of the black-clothed escorts and realise I am face to face with Alexi Carrero, his shadow of entourage and his busty date in the doorway of a Five-star restaurant. FUUUUUUUUCKKKK!

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.

Suddenly, the door swung open and in walked one of the girls with a man whose lip was locked in hers, kissing and smooching all the parts of her body as he deemed. Carol cleared her throat noisily to jolt them back to reality. “Oh my gosh!” The girl gasped, dragging the man out by the collar and apologizing casually. Carol’s gaze returned to Anna’s face but this time she looked away, cleared her throat and went on, steady but quiet. “I’m the wife of the man who helped your mother escape the night the Rosetti empire was being burned to the ground.” Carol’s head jerked toward her in disbelief. “What are you talking about?” She asked sharply, her eyes narrowing.