Casting Forever Novels & Stories

Only then did I remember that I had forgotten to block Zach’s secondary number. I ignored every message he sent and blocked that number too. After taking out the trash, so to speak, I received a call from my mother. The moment I answered, her anxious voice came through. “Coco! You finally picked up! You need to come back and marry Zach right now! He knows now that he was deceived by that woman, and he’s consumed with guilt over what he did to you! “You need to come back while he's feeling the most guilty. Make sure you hold on to him this time!”

I would never let go, not this time. I reached out and hooked my arm through his, pulling him closer. "Don't worry. I won't lose." Just then, from the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Sienna in a dark corner, glaring at us with pure venom. Before my eyes, the pop-up messages appeared again. [Don't fall into Drake Weston's trap so easily!] [This is all a setup Drake designed for you. At your engagement party, he'll get together with the fake heiress and completely betray you. Callum will be drugged by Drake while trying to protect you and violated by others. You must protect Callum at the engagement party!]

it was obviously a kitchen. Walking steadily towards the coffee machine, Hazel stared at it, contemplating whether or not to make coffee for herself... she loved coffee. in the end, she had mad a hot, creamy cup for herself, and steam rose from it. She closed her eyes and inhaled, savoring the sweet aroma of coffee and milk. She was so engrossed, she didn't realize Damien had walked into the kitchen.

His canine bared while he dashed towards me. My eyes bulged as I noticed the animalistic behaviour he was exhibiting. “Please, Elena. I don't want to kill you. I can't help it because the spell is too strong." He groaned as he lifted the sword once more to strike. Nonetheless, I ducked it. Then, I remembered the spell Hecate had cast when I was in the tunnel. The simple word she had said made me see who I was. I sent the sword with him flying before I clamped his neck.

Everything was hazy and I knew in this drunken state of bliss he could talk me into almost anything. Zak sighed in frustration. “When we mark each other, you would get some of my strength. But it could be the only way to protect you come wednesday.” “But what's the catch, Zak?” I didn’t want to ruin the mood, but I knew he was withholding information from me.

Upon receiving the news of my death, Sam collapsed onto the ground in a daze. He didn’t cry when his father scolded him or make a sound when he was beaten until his skin split open. Now, he covered his face, finally breaking down in tears. “You’re lying to me. Hazel isn’t dead.” Matteo was furious. “She was executed by Isla the day she betrayed you. Isla is far more suitable to be a mafia boss’s wife. Your son likes her, too. Now that Hazel is gone, you should marry Isla!”

I felt her, solid and real, even as the bond was something I didn't really understand yet. "Wow. I didn't expect this," Cast mumbled as he watched us. He stood against the far wall, his hair still messed up from her hands in it. I could feel his restlessness. "They make it sound like you're giving something up," he said. "They tell you it's weakness. That letting someone mark you means losing control."

END OF FLASHBACK. My life changed after Amal and I won the baking competition, my habits, my heart, my life, and everything about me transformed. I’m no longer the Afraah people know, I don’t belong behind the counter anymore, I own my world and rule it. The last five years were very hard for me, anytime I close my eyes all I see is Khalil’s image and whenever a place gets silent all I hear is the words of Rayan 'Khalil is no more' I couldn’t even sleep even if I try, sleep was something I had to learn how to do again, both sleep and live.

I didn't cry when I was thrown to the Beasts, but upon hearing Damian's kind voice, all the pain and fear within me finally burst out. "I'm a warrior… I'll cry just this once," I choked, trying to hold myself together. Damian gave a helpless smile, ruffling my hair. "That's right, my brave warrior. I believe you." I let it all out, and at some point, I must have fallen asleep in Damian's arms. When I woke, Damian told me what I had already guessed. Lucian and Claire couldn't be saved and passed away due to the severe injury caused by the silver blade.

“Why is that?” “I hate it when they say that when you were inside the womb of your mother, your fate has already been established. For example, I was fated to fall in love with a rich guy or I’m fated to die after birth. Yes, my fate has already been drawn but I’m the only one who can change it. Why do you suddenly ask about it?” “Do you believe in unexpected fate?” My forehead wrinkled as I face him. he glanced at me before turning her gaze on the road. “What do you mean by unexpected fate?”