Caroline Chucky Novels & Stories

The person chasing never came this close before—and as I expected, the blow never came. In a blur, I heard a sharp cry and glanced back to see the vampire staggering backward, clutching his arm. He snarled as deep red blood dripped between his fingers. Standing between us was a young girl no more than fourteen with blonde hair. She wore a simple gown, and her feet were bare, just like mine, and in her hand was a wooden stake, its tip stained with blood. The girl turned to me, and my breath hitched in my throat as I recognized the familiar face of Caroline.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

It was like an infinite tower of drawers with files of people. Dead or alive. She climbed up the stairs to search for old files from the 1800s. “Does vampires have their record here, mother?” Caroline asked. “Of course, my dear.” She fixed her silver eyepatch as she picked up her feather pen. “I’m bored, mother. Can I go shopping?” “Hmm,” Caroline knew well that her mother wouldn’t let her out alone. “Go with Christopher.”

“Someone seems curious about the legend.” My head snaps to the right to locate the source of the voice. Caroline, the same woman that tackled the huge man to the ground, is staring at me with a hint of amusement in her eyes. She takes a step forward, the silt on her gown exposing her milky thigh with each soft movement, and she takes her time to stare at the carving. Caroline's hair is in a high ponytail, exposing her slender neck and collarbone. She effortlessly carries this air of grace, danger, like a temptress that knows her charm.

Some people had barged in. "Where are you bitch?" A voice snarled. Nanny? Was she alright? "This house is off limit my dear Wolfy" Nanny said holding incense with her left hand. "I hear this scares you ugly creatures away. Leave this house now" Carly removed her mask revealing her yellow colored eyeball. It just had a tint of black in the middle of the yellow. She raised her hand up and a great wind blew Nanny to a corner throwing the incense aside.

And the second was even pregnant. Hulbert had promised to make her the Luna. The Queen of the werewolf packs under Derek. She still can’t relax, she had to try in the lest way that she can to impress and seduce him. After some minutes, Carly woke up facing skulls of decayed heads. She immediately looked up to see no one and the well was really deep. But since it was dried, she got an idea and started climbing while holding the stepping-stones one after another. She got to the quarter and something sting her so bad that, she cried out.

Chase said with same venom. “You bet, I can make you much more miserable this time” the guy said. “Just come in front of my eyes and I will kill you with my own hands” Chase said. “I am not interested in doing that. I want to play a game with you and this time you know who I want to use?” he asked. An unfamiliar feeling settled in Chase’s gut upon hearing his words. “Cara Anderson. Your girlfriend that you together live with” he said and started laughing.

Rylan threatened as he raised his sword at the dark priestess. Uma's red lips pouted. "But I need my treasure to stay young. You can't have that." "Carolina is not immortal," Mike explained, trying to get past the madness to the intellectual part of his mind. "In fact, she's not even alive, but rather a clone of her shadow and soul from a body whose soul has been recalled." Although he didn't care much for Carolina, he wouldn't stand by and watch a mad witch hurt a woman, even if she was dead.

Lexie opened the door and abruptly paused when she saw me. "You? What the hell are you doing here?" Lexie asked me. "Are you stalking my friend…?" "Zoey? Shea Zoey and not Kathrina, for real?" I asked. They kept quiet. After a while, Caroline walked up to me and nodded. "Yes. She's Zoey and she's a vampire," Caroline told me. I shifted my gaze to Lexie. "And you? You're not Lexie, right?" "Snap out of it. I'm Lexie and…"

That feeling was like being a mouse toyed with in someone’s palm, and what’s worse, it was by an artificial synthetic creature with an intelligence equivalent to a human child. “Hey, my little doctor, did you hear what I said?” Alice shouted in my ear. “Sorry, Miss Alice, I was lost in thought.” “Well, let me repeat myself then.” Alice adjusted her glasses on her nose bridge, and I noticed for the first time that she had put them on, looking much more serious and stern than before. “Cara, I think I have to give you your next assignment.” "We need his semen." I just heard a bang in my head.