Caraval Series Order Novels & Stories

“You twist history because it benefits you.” “And you bury the truth because it threatens your legacy.” Charlie yelped a chiming protest, trying to step between them— and promptly tripped over her own tail. Rivener caught her again. “Charlie—stay close.” Adrian’s expression darkened. “Amazing. She’s barely shifted and she’s already imprinting on you.” Charlie froze. Imprinting? Rivener shot back immediately, “She is not imprinting. She’s frightened.” Adrian’s gaze flicked to Charlie—silver, shimmering, pressed against Rivener’s chest.

________________________________________ *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. ________________________________________

Her eyes were cold as her voice. “She arrives first, of course,” one villager muttered, clutching a charm in his pocket. Cassandra’s carriage, shaped like a coiled serpent with crystal windows, gleamed ominously as she stepped in, head held high. Next came Velarissa, Vampire Princess of Duskmoore.