Carmilla Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Before she can recover, Carla grabs her by the neck again and forces her to her feet. “You’re lying! I can smell your fear, your disgusting fear of seeing your loved ones die. This time, I will show no mercy to you or those people unless you tell me what’s going on.” “No…” Carrie takes a few deep breaths before continuing. “I have nothing… to do with it. It’s… it’s her. Her wolf… is a hybrid, a licántel. Her protective aura comes from herself. She’s too powerful… no one… not even I can nullify her aura.”

I would feel exiled the same way my sister was. Miles reached out to touch me but I snapped back, glaring hatefully at him. He sighed, turned on the car’s engine and soon I was driving away in a car with my sworn enemy. This was the origin of my villain story. This was the beginning of the evil Miles had always accused me of. I would live an unloved life, rejected by everyone. But I wouldn't live to see Miles happy with me or anyone else. With blood dripping down onto the soft black leather, I swore silently to become that devil they called Adriana Nox.

My mind swiftly immersed into a million ways I could get the keys, but a cranky sound from within caught me. I pushed in and the door gave way. Stepping in, my heart flipped a beat as I caught two figures by the table. The female figure intrigued me the most. She was on her toes, clinging onto the arms of the man that is no other than Lycan Cyril. She pressed a kiss on his lips, but not a single reaction came from him. While I was shocked to my bones at what I had just witnessed, the lady seemed deserted by his lethargy. “Why do you keep doing this, we both know you missed me so much.’’ She pouted her plump red lips that left my heart limping at its admirable feature.

I watched her sleep through the night, refusing to leave her room. I blamed myself for this happening to her. I should have never let her go after she ran into me outside that damn party. I could tell she was upset. Hell, she had been crying. The moment she ran into me, I felt a zing throughout my entire body, and Lucarius, my wolf, started jumping in excitement. I knew there was something different about her, but it was difficult for me to accept that she was my mate, even through Lucarius had been prancing and saying so. How could this small creature be my fated mate?

Since they didn't know Carys caused the reaction, they just tagged him as unstable and out of sync with his wolf. On the other hand, Carys had been studying endlessly about the palace and the pack in general. Although she still had some difficulty reading quickly, she wasn't slow either. After an exhausting reading session, she decided to stroll around the mansion until she entered a training arena mistakenly. Immediately, the atmosphere changed. There were sudden giggles and tuts from every angle. Disgust from their burning eyes raked through her entire body; her skin felt like she was walking through a furnace as their open mockery bounced off every joint in her body. They were simply crue

“You no longer being enforcer is the talk of the town in the supernatural world. People are scared, they don’t know what that means for them. Everyone is used to you looking out for them, and they don’t know if you still can.” I closed my eyes, letting out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. When I opened them again, Caroline was having difficulty meeting my gaze. “Caroline,” I whispered. “You aren’t a wolf, whatever is going on with me, I’m not your alpha.” “I know, I… I can’t help it. I can feel it, your wolf calling to me, like she is wanting me to know she’s boss.” Fuck, what is going on. I was going to have to call the one person who might be able to help out here. And I really didn’t

Lucas had reassured her that the pack would accept her, but her mind went back to the vandalism she’d already endured. Some pack members wanted her gone just because she was an Omega and wasn’t a virgin before she met Lucas. How could they possibly be understanding about her wolf vanishing? The day finally arrived, and she walked with Lucas hand-in-hand through the carnival. Lucas handed over some coins and had a go shooting basketball hoops and won a large stuffed yellow duck for Cara. She laughed as she hugged it and carried it with her. All around them were the cheerful faces of their pack members. The pups couldn’t wait to say hello to them both as they passed, and Cara loved seeing the

I sulked, tears pouring down my cheeks as my heart thumped fast in a profound feeling of sadness and heartbreak at the fact that I would lose the only man my heart had ever beat for. After all the charms, lies, deceit, and sacrifices.... "Not only that will happen; your life is also in danger if Dracula exposes you to his family! According to the Lycan kingdom rule, any girl found to have performed the forbidden fake mate bond charm on anyone will be put to death by beheading, and now not only did we do that, we did it on the Lycan prince, the heir and most respected after the Lycan king!" Randy informed me, and it went all over my skin like ice cold water in the summer.

Matt calls while getting into the passenger seat of Brett’s car. Exiting the pack territory, I can feel a weight lifted from me. “I am sorry for what happened back there. I still cannot understand how he didn’t take your side after seeing proof. Nor did he even try and stop Rebecca.” Judith sounds more like she is working out what happened aloud than conversing with me. “I do not understand either. At least the mastermind of the group is gone.” I shrug. “How did you move so quickly?” I can feel her eyes on me. “I didn’t.” “You did. It was like you moved in a superspeed.” “Maybe it is because I am mated to a Lycan Alpha.” “So it is confirmed?” She asks in a happy, giddy tone. “Yeah, I think s

The wind lashed cold rain against the window. I sat on the living room couch, my fingers turning white from clenching so hard. I heard the sound of a turning key coming from the entryway. Callum Kilbourne strolled through the door, the notes of the perfume Lena Morrison always used lingering just beneath the sharp scent of alcohol on him. My nose prickled at the pungent, assaulting scent. Courtesy of my keen werewolf sense of smell, I'd learned that Callum and Lena's so-called flirting had gone beyond usual work banter the first time she dropped off paperwork at our home.