Caspian X Novels & Stories

"Don't be late. And wear the black silk dress—the one that tears easily. I’m tired of working around your modesty." The "Glass Cage" was freezing when I arrived. The Atlantic was throwing a tantrum outside, salt spray lashing against the floor-to-ceiling windows with a rhythmic, violent sound. Inside, the studio was lit only by a few stark spotlights that carved deep shadows into the concrete walls. Caspian was waiting in the center of the room. He had ditched the suit for a black t-shirt that stretched over his chest, his forearms stained with charcoal and ink. He looked like a man who worked with his hands, a man who built and destroyed with the same intensity.

2020 Date completed // 07.04.2020 ~ A/N: Hello! I just wanted to say that 'Xanthe's Angel Wolf' is extremely light. Showcasing only the fluff of the love story of the main characters. So, if you're looking for some dark and action werewolf stuff, this is not it. Thank you for giving my story a chance, I appreciate the support. Happy reading!

How weird. “Anyways, do you have a name? I can't keep calling you shadow walker.That's bit too risky” “No” His answer is quick and plain.I sigh, thinking of a name to give him. “Xander?” I suggest. Before I could ask if he liked the name, a menacing growl from outside stole my attention. I looked down the window and saw three wolves on Zion and others on Drax. Zion shifts but Drax remains fighting in his human form.

How could I think like that towards Haidyn whom I had much to be grateful for? "Tell us another story!" A younger girl with blonde hair scraped back into two pigtails had begged, slipping her hand into Haidyn's, "I love hearing you talk. Your voice is so pretty." I felt a sudden sharp pain on the left side of my chest. All the emotions that I had been bottling up since the previous night suddenly poured out in one immense, tsunami-like action. I stood there and sobbed. I sobbed so hard that my shoulders were shaking irrepressibly and that my legs gave way, making me crash onto the floor in an undignified heap.

Blood splattered. “Freedom?” Caspian snarled, eyes burning with hate. “You had me in chains for years. You beat me, broke me, used me like a weapon—and now you want to talk about freedom? Fuck you, Shadow. You and your monster son never planned to let me go!” Shadow coughed blood, smiling faintly. “It’s never too late…” Caspian leaned in, his grin feral. “Yes. It is.” He shoved him back, dragged a chair across the floor, and sat down. The laptop screen flickered as Caspian hacked into the Veleno clan’s system. His fingers flew across the keys, sending a live broadcast.

Caspian calls me a princess because he likes me and his brother calls me ‘little rabbit’ because he hates me. “Let’s go.” He ignited the engine and put it into gear as we drove out. He turned on the music. And Chase Atlantic’s Swim song blasted in the car. “I have to admit, you have such a good taste in music, Caspian.” “I know.” He answered loudly as he turned the volume higher than before.

“I'm not mad at you. Whether you were a victim or not. It still doesn't change the fact that you almost wanted me dead. If I had died, I'm sure you would still be with Jasmine. And don't even give me that shit! I saw what you did with Xavier. You were willing to support Jasmin, even when you saw that she used dark magic to channel the mate bind to herself. With all of this, do you think you can stand in front of me and tell me about what happened and what not?” Caspian swallowed hard and at this moment I really hoped he wouldn't say more. I was doing terrible enough for the disappearance of my mate. “I promise I'll do everything to help you. But there's a possibility that you might not see X

cause maybe they were just meant to be. ———————HATEFUL BLISS BY ANDRA JONAS———————

I’m not used to running this slow, but it makes it even easier for me to keep my eyes on Rieka. I’m enjoying her music. I already knew she liked a wide variety of styles, but this playlist was something unique. I kept glancing at her phone sitting on the jogging stroller to make a mental note of the songs and artist that she enjoys listening to. “What’s Up Danger” from the Spiderman Into the Spider Verse movie “Treasure” by Bruno Mars “Pitiful” by a band called Blindside. I’ve never heard of them before, but I make the connection to her t-shirt. I’ll have to look up more of their stuff later.

In all my life, have never imagined myself being in this kind of situation where I would be going on this kind of mission which could cost me my life. "So guys, one thing about these monsters is, they are bloodthirsty. They crave for blood and that made them just like zombies but they aren't zombies. They are something much more powerful and stronger and faster than zombies. Believe me guys, these monsters are in their right state of mind except that they get really wide at the smell of a blood. Apart from the blood they always crave for and their abilities, there's no difference among us. And about the beast species. As you all know, they are the deadliest among these monsters. Beast specie