Carmilla And Cecilion Novels & Stories

"Cecilia, he's actually my pup, isn't he? We were together before. That pup is mine. Give him back to me." Holding my son close, I stepped away from his outstretched hand and looked at him coldly. "Lukas, get this straight. These are Cain's pups and mine. They have absolutely nothing to do with you. Back then, you were the one desperate to push me away and choose Isabella. And now you want to steal my pup? Don't you think you're being ridiculous?" I heard footsteps approaching. Cain showed up quickly with several werewolf warriors. Immediately, he pulled both me and our pup protectively behind him. He stared at Lukas coldly. "Who allowed you back here? How dare you harass Cecilia the moment

That led to extinction of the wild creatures. "That can't be true, royalties are the only ones who are able to read that, Sylvia." Bella utters with confusion marked at her face. "They're the Lycans" I said with my low voice slowly stroking the book. I got so intrigued that I wanted to know more information about them.

"Forget the oath, Layla. Imagine the possibilities this opens for us.” I took the book in my hand, wiping away the dust that coated its worn leather cover, at the center lay a faded triangular symbol, the crest of the coven. Layla recoiled, howling a guttural growl. “You did not…” She wheezed in disbelief, but the obvious was as lucid as daylight. “Oh yes, I did.” I chuckled darkly, a cold, hungry expression settling on my face along with a predatory glint in my eye I never knew I was capable of.

​"Malphas is leaving. Escort them out. The treaty is signed and bound by blood." "Gladly," I mutter, standing up to my full height, letting my massive frame cast a shadow over the room. Cillian pushes off the pool table, sharply straightening the lapels of his designer jacket. "A pleasure as always, Prince," he sneers softly. "Enjoy your victory. And your human. I hope she's worth the price of admission." Little does he know she is no mere human, she is the Lycan Queen of Legend, one day she will lead us all.

“I had to, Nathaniel. In time, it won’t be necessary. But the mark has to be done without you being under the influence of a succubus call. The mark had to be between your wolf and mine, it could not be a three-way with my succubus.” “You talk about your succubus as if she’s her own person?” “She is, to a degree. So is my wolf.” “So they have names?” he asked. “Yes. My succubus goes by Athena. My wolf is Artemis.” “Athena and Artemis? They’re beautiful names, Effie.” I smiled at him, but it didn’t reach my eyes. Discussing my names was still an uncomfortable topic, even all these years later. “I feel like there is something more here that you aren’t telling me, Effie.”

My senses could’ve been warped. But now? Now I was starting to think the universe wasn’t playing games with me after all. Because it was rare—unheard of, really—for a werewolf to be mated to a human. The bond usually didn’t register. Not unless there was blood somewhere in the lineage. And Camila had triggered the bond in me. Hard. Which meant she wasn’t just my mate. She was something else. Half-blooded? Quarter? Hell, maybe there was even a dormant shifter gene somewhere.

She said and then I heard screams shoot into the air. I turned to see a chaotic scene of Ferals running and biting into people’s flesh and leaving them— not biting them to die… I gripped the railing and roared, “Noooo!” ** {Ciril’s POV}

Wordlessly, we kissed, exploring each other's mouth like our tongues were on some delicious expedition. Our kiss was interrupted by the sound of a door opening and closing above us, accompanied by clattering objects and the unmistakable sound of a woman screaming: Cecilia! At the same time, we heard the doors open on our floor, so we went outside and found the group already there looking puzzled. We all hurried upstairs. When we reached Cecilia's bedroom, I gently opened the door and saw Cecilia lying lifeless. I screamed, and the brothers rushed in, scanning the room. Cameroon and Carson peeked out the window.

Her blue eyes open, locking with my own dirt brown ones and for a silent moment our heartbeats being the only thing I can hear- we just stare at each other. I stare at her beautiful face, thinking about how much she's been through. Her life has been one roller-coaster ride; teaching her to be ready and be prepared for everything. She's had to fight to survive every day; as a rogue would fight to find shelter and food, she's fought to keep her loved ones safe, her pack survives because of her devotion to their safety. She's what anyone would expect a Luna to be. And she's all mine. I can't help the animalistic growl or the smirk I do. Cecily's eyes darken remarkably before her hands cup my ne

And that was the Apocalyptic Legion were all zombies. “Senior, are… are they all zombies?” Cecilia gulped her saliva as she looked at Lucas and asked. Even though it was scary, but she was way too curious. “Yes.” Lucas looked at Cecilla faintly. “What’s there to curious about?” After listening to Lucas’ confirmative reply, no words were able to describe Cecilla’s current stunning feelings. ‘Zombies?’ ‘Such scary zombies… I can’t believe there will be such scary zombies in this world?’