Caster Chronicles Novels & Stories

There is no fucking way I am dropping this. But what is about to drop is Lukes’s gun as his hands are now truly shaking out of control. So with what seems like it is almost an inch of a second, I reach out my free hand and grip the barrel of his gun firmly in my hand. It only but takes one snap of his wrist, and I have him disarmed. He stumbles backward into the wall. With only but a godawful roar from his chest, “You still a little goddamn lovesick puppy that runs after a slut.”

Though hearing the car door opening on the other side of the car we were in, had me looking over. “Sire! Alpha David is ready and standing by.” Warrick said as he stepped out. Then seeing the young werewolves, he bowed then moved away as the driver joined him. I knew things were discussed about everyone’s involvement, but I just listened for my parts. Though I wasn’t worried as I was still near him, the ultimate weapon specialist and strategist.

The wolf was viewed as ferocious and relentless, and the bearer of their symbol was a deadly enemy to have. Moreover, the arrow in the design struck her as odd and had always confused her. Nevertheless, the arrow that was the weapon destined for avengement sliced through only the wolf and the moon. And she had always felt sorry for the wolf. A large, heavy-duty storage cabinet on wheels complete with tools was next to the doorframe, and Minnow could see parts of wheel prints running in front of the door. Minnow could hear a murmur of voices coming from inside the closed chamber. Although she put her ear against the cold steel and believed she was safe against the solid door, it shocked Minno

It was massive in size and had a thick black leather with a silver wolf symbol. Even from here I could feel the power radiating from it… “That’s the Werewolf Chronicle.” Cassien spoke from beside. “It contains knowledge of even events yet to happen.. for that reason it was locked away here for years.” Until now… I approached slowly it, before Cassien held me back. “It’s dangerous and unstable.” “I know..but I need to know.” My eyes remained locked on his for a beat long. Then he let go. “I’m right behind you..”

He paused and sighed. “But now, I know the truth. Cathryn survived, and our twins grew strong, unaware of their true heritage. The thought fills me with pride, gratitude, and determination. That fateful day, I discovered a dark truth. As I lay wounded, I overheard Archon's conversation with one of his minions. They spoke of the Order, a shadowy organization pulling the strings from behind. I realized that Shadow Pack was merely a pawn in the Order's game. Archon's true loyalty lay with the Order, not his own pack.

"I have to hide the egg and hurry up to leave this place" Despite his age, Chronos was a very skilled hunter, he could also have the patience and precision enough to transform scales from DD into weapons and light armor to cover certain parts of his body. Everything he knew was thanks to the library which the collectors left when they were reduced to dust by DD. Chronos knew his parents were killed by DD, but he was not angry or sad, he just accepted it a long time ago; this helped him to have no troublesome thoughts while growing, his mind was clear and sharp.

"My mate. And through her, the truth about who really killed my parents." Christopher's expression shifted to something colder. More dangerous. "So be it. You've chosen your side. Remember that choice when the council demands answers for harboring a dangerous criminal." He raised his hand, and his hunters raised their weapons. Kelvin's warriors tensed, ready for battle. And I stood between them, the last Ghost Wolf, the evidence of centuries of conspiracy waiting to be recovered, surrounded by wolves who'd just declared war on one of the most powerful organizations in our world.

She could think of a hundred different scenarios, none of which ended well. The car slowed as they neared the office building where Stephanie worked late most nights. Vanessa pulled into a dimly lit alley across the street, parking beside another car with tinted windows. Inside that car were the men they had hired — strangers whose names Rachel didn't even know. Vanessa turned off the engine and leaned back in her seat, her eyes fixed on the building's entrance. "Now, we wait." The Watchers The minutes ticked by in deadly silence. Rachel's hands were cold and clammy, her breaths shallow as she wrestled with the storm inside. Vanessa, on the other hand, sat with an uncanny aura of confidence,

Mj was sleepy but she knew that danger was close, and as Theron set her on the ground she opened her eyes to a sight that drained all the color from her face. Walkers were laying dead and dismembered on the ground while the hunters advanced over their bodies like they were sandbags, Moxie had shifted and was hanging from a tree while Ace and Jay were still in human form but only barely. “You are not welcome to cause trouble during our full moon fire rouges...you will leave Quicksilver pack territory or you will be brought before the Alpha for judgment.” Mj watched Ace glance their way, “stay. Here.” Theron said to Mj before stalking closer to the still armed rouges, “You are not the only on

Christopher felt sick he wanted to blame someone Aaron, Vance, the Council, but deep down he knew: This was his fault his pride and obsession cost the pack its best fighter He quickly put his cold mask back on "Leave," Christopher said, voice empty. "Tell Elder Aaron to open the barracks for the villagers put more guards on the east wall." "Yes, Alpha," the captain bowed and left Alone, Christopher picked up the broken crest and squeezed it, the sharp edges cut his hand. A tear ran down his cheek through the dirt he got his throne back but he was losing everything else --- Ten miles away, high in the mountains, was a hidden stone safehouse under pine trees