Carmilla And Cecilion Novels & Stories

With unwavering determination, she intercepted his furtive endeavor, thwarting his noble but misguided attempt. Realizing the gravity of the situation, Thorne's countenance transformed from determination to despair. His hands, once poised to rescue, now found themselves entangled in Cecilia's grasp. The chasm between his noble intentions and the harsh reality of his capture deepened, as did his longing to reunite the baby with its rightful mother. In an act of desperation, Cecilia unleashed a resounding howl, calling upon the other werewolves to aid her. Responding to her distress, they swiftly arrived on the scene, driven by an unyielding loyalty to protect the innocence of the young.

“I will let you go… if you tell me how you learn to cast the hellfire?” “What are you talking about? What hellfire?” Una was perplexed. “Hm.” Drite moved and studied her from head to toe. “Your scent is weird. A mix of a Lycan… and something I can’t name.” He came near and even sniffed her. “What are you, Una?” “I came from the Nacht Territory and lived in the Wolfless Zone.” The fae chuckled. “Really? Interesting.” He scanned her for the last time. “Be honest with me, or I can’t help you. You are in the deepest dungeon of the Palace of Night and Stars.”

Celine The most primitive of all werewolf instincts. When I found my mate, I didn’t expect to find resistance, nor complications. I thought he would claim me and I would claim him and we would live happily ever after. Perhaps this is why my mind is blown away by the full mating process.

She asked as we all moved out of the back door. “Willow.” He answered. I immediately linked Hannah and Cyrus to meet us, and followed the to the river. The sight I saw was unsettling and a strong wave of overwhelming sorrow and fear flooded through Ana. I was shocked she was able to remain so calm. It nearly knocked me to my knees. There was trails of blood everywhere and leaves of flesh and clothes scattered around a small framed woman her eyes were flickering blue and water circled her unsteadily. I could smell her fear mingled with four different lycan scents.

She woke up earlier than she'd like, unable to fall back asleep due to the onslaught of emotions that took her on an unsolicited ride. Cecelia finally gave up on sleep, opting for a walk around the mansion. That was when she saw her. Selena. Cecelia hid herself from view, peeking out to witness Selena leaving the North wing. The wheels in her head spun. What could have possibly dragged her from the East wing and all the way here? She followed Selena silently behind, still thinking deeply. Cecelia was no fool. Though a lot of werewolves in this pack might beg to differ, even Asher. She was beautiful, that much she knew but she feared her beauty might've just overshadowed her relevance in this

They silently guarded at the side and occasionally looked at each other with a faint hostility in their eyes. Among those many people inside, Cecilia had the worst bone patterns. So far, she only had the light-red ones and obtained few opportunities in the Underworld. When she saw that Luneth’s bone patterns had already turned dark gold and she could even enter the spell formation for absorption, she could only be envious. “Bro...!” She gracefully walked to Alex's side as her voice was full of charm. “Stop—!”

Instead, she cut her wrist and as the drops fell on the earth, she said these words. “I, Sabrina Weston, curse you Lightning Sauron, son of Lucifer Sauron, never to feel the bond of a mate, never to be humane to women. The beast shall not depart from you. I curse you to be worse than your father!” I believed she was babbling and killed her nevertheless. I swallowed and turned to my mother with cold and mean eyes. “No.” I walked away. “Why didn’t you fucking tell her?!” Blaze lashed out at me.

"Carmilla guessed as much and teased me about it. She and her partner Marcel are in the Gothic-themed ballroom. Do you want to join them and say hi?" "Perhaps at a later time. For now, why don't I take you on a little adventure?" "Sounds great." 🌹 "Looks like the preys are having too much fun." commented a sinister voice as she gazed upon the partying crowd. "They are so foolish to lower their guard on such a dangerous night. Shall I execute them already? I'm getting bored of doing nothing while the powers of the blood moon course through my veins. I can't wait to taste their blood and slice through their filthy flesh." grumbled another creature.

She laughed hoarsely "but it turns out you are quite cunning Omega. Did you seduce him while you were in his castle so that he sleep with you every night? Until that creature grew inside you? Do you want to be a Luna here and take the position that should be mine?" Cecil rushed out the moment she heard a commotion until at the doorway she felt her heart drop at what was happening. "Helena! Get off her! She's rushing to them. "Honey, that dream must end right now" Losing fast to her, Helena pressed her feet with a smile on her lips "both of you will die" Cecil was about to push the Red witch's body but something that moved like a shadow was faster. He pounced on Helena's body and with him bro

And then, she planned to 'accidentally' meet Liam, finally claiming her place as his mate. So when Liam knew that she already had relationships with other men, he would not have a choice but to accept her and her harem. Because... she was his Luna regardless. "Gasp!" the noble ladies were surprised. Cecilia showed a mark on her left chest, a special mark recorded in a book similar to the imprinting mark that would appear after a Lycan and his Mate united. It was shaped like a Wolfsbane flower, in deep pink color. Cecilia showed it off to the members of the tea party that day. She smiled shyly.