Casting Forever Novels & Stories

“It is a place where you will not get to be punished or hated by people, you get to have friends, smile, and laugh. Let me forget about your problems and everything that happened when you were alive. How do you get to cross that over to that place? I have always wished to go” “Do not say that child. You should thank the Moon Goddess for keeping your life, most things that that happen to you right now, you'll get to tell a story tomorrow, who knows you may become the Luna of your pack” I was trying to tell her that she could change Laurent if she wants to, she just has to make him see that Zara was dead and no matter how he beat himself up, he was never going to bring her back. Zara was a bea

“How disgusting. She turns him down, so he does this? Which college is he from? I’m reporting him. People like this should be expelled!” Watching them wrapped up in each other’s arms, an image of the last thing I saw in my previous life, right before I died in that fire, flashed in my mind. A wave of fury exploded from deep inside my chest. Before I even realized it, my fist connected with Wayne’s face. The punch landed hard, splitting his lip open on the spot.

“Well, it would have been much the same if it were Xaviar at the end of the aisle rather than Aro.” My mouth suddenly went dry, as if it were stuffed with cotton, at the mention of my former best friend’s name. My parents hadn’t been safely inside the castle during the vamp attack, they didn’t know what had happened with Xaviar. They were close with his parents, which made it even harder to tell them the truth behind his death. We had brought his body back with us from Dietrick’s keep. I hadn’t wanted to, but it was important that his magic be returned to the collective. I had been so lost in my thoughts that I hadn’t heard my father enter the room until he gasped.

It seemed to me that it had even climbed onto the nearest boulder, to see me better. “Well, am I looking silly?” I asked the frog. “Surely you want to say that there aren’t any Queens of the Dead? Well, nowadays, you can’t even bring a cat back from the other world. Don’t you know it was different seven hundred years ago? It was then that Reive Eridanus Castro-Firel was born. The man who raised whole troops of sorcerers!” The frog continued watching me attentively. Now and then it made sounds, as if it was agreeing with me. It was pleasant for me to imagine that we were having a dialogue, and I was not alone there talking to myself and sitting on a warm stone.

The prophecy had shocked her and no matter how much she tries to explain she couldn't make them feel what she's feeling, she'd seen deaths, a lot of blood and two particular vision that she never want to remember or feel, the vision of the birth of destruction and the vision of the deaths, and amidst it was castus transformation, his reform to his real self... a dotedrin. "Will you keep standing there or come in?" Castus fold his arms " Aunt,come in"

“This is my battle!” "Absolutely not!" I shouted, hurrying ahead. "Let’s accomplish this as a team!" Castor’s laughter was icy and empty. "Unified?" How moving. "Do you believe that unity will rescue you?" He released a surge of dark energy, and we just managed to evade it. My heart raced as I comprehended how serious the situation had become. He was no longer merely a wolf or even a human. He was a relic, a being that ought not to be in this world.

But destiny had other plans for me. After my last class, I found myself alone in a classroom, searching for a lost textbook. It was there that I bumped into my ex, Mason. Our breakup had been far from amicable, and the tension between us was palpable. He leered at me, moving closer, his intentions clear. My heart raced as he tried to force a kiss, his grip on my arm growing tighter. Panic surged through me, but then something inexplicable occurred. I felt a searing pain in my head as Mason slammed me against a desk. When I managed to focus, terror gripped my heart. Mason's eyes had turned a pitch-black, devoid of any humanity. His shadow was missing, leaving an eerie emptiness at his feet.

Ava's Pov I closed my eyes in absolute surrender. If this is death, so be it. Just when I thought death was about to accompany me out of my body, the car screeched to a stop. My heart pounded in my ears as I heard the car door flew open. I immediately opened my eyes, and a popular catchphrase from the series of game of thrones came to my mind. 'What do we say to the God of death? Not today,' was Arya stark's response.

"Don't worry, Don Camollo. Donna Selena is just having a little psychotic break because she's too worried about her daughter. A few injections will fix it." My whole body trembled as I stepped backward. I knew that once I was injected with the sedatives, everything would be lost, and Nina would still die right before my eyes. Was I still unable to change Nina's fate despite being reborn? Was I doomed to watch helplessly as all her organs were harvested? "Arturo, are you really going to help an outsider kill your wife and daughter? If anything happens to Nina, I'll never forgive you!" My voice was sharp and desperate, making even the onlookers hesitate a little. Arturo's steps toward Avelina

"We have to go. Today is Caden's first hunt." Castor's expression shifted. The rage faded. His smile softened. He wrapped his arms around her. "I'm sorry, honey," he said. "I just got so excited for Caden's first hunt." I stared at them. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Castor had just beaten three people nearly to death. He had been about to kill us. And now he was talking about his son's first hunt like nothing had happened. How could someone be so monstrous? How could someone play the role of a loving husband and father after what he had just done?