Castle Fanfic Novels & Stories

Third Person's POV Fred let out a sharp, cynical laugh. "And what about the promise you made to Trista when you mated?" "You stood right there and let people call another she-wolf your Luna. What does that make Trista in your eyes? A placeholder?" Cassian's suppressed emotions finally snapped. He let out a low roar. "Trista is my Luna! She always has been!" "Cassian, are you still refusing to admit that you're the one who destroyed this?" Fred pointed a finger at him, every word cutting like a blade.

PRESENT DAY [I snapped back to reality, my heart heavy but my mind made up] The memory left a bitter taste in my mouth. I wrapped my arms around myself, hating how raw I felt. Hating that Cassian knew the moment to swoop in. Hating how cold he's treating me compared to the warmth he gave that night. Hating that even now, months later, he could still rattle me. I still didn’t know why he left that night. And now, out of nowhere, he wanted me to marry him, on paper, at least. Be his shield and weapon. His partner in a war I didn’t fully understand. But if he thought I was still that broken girl, he was wrong. Cassian Wolfe may have saved me once. But this time, I’d save myself, and drag the tr

He stared down at me, his chest heaving, the war inside him raging between his territorial hatred of Kieran and his absolute need to keep me safe. "If he looks at you wrong," Caspian whispered against my lips, his voice laced with a dark, filthy promise that made my thighs tremble, "I will feed him to the crows on that mountain." "I know," I breathed, pressing a quick, fierce kiss to his jaw. "I know you will." Thirty minutes later, we were in the saddle. The storm outside the Black Ridge caverns had eased into a steady, bitter snowfall that covered the mountain in white.

"He's right, you know. If she remembers everything, there's no telling what we'll uncover. It might be more than you're prepared for." "I've been preparing for this for eleven years. Whatever the truth is, I'll face it." "And if it destroys her?" I met his gaze. "Then that's a price I'm willing to pay." But even as I said it, I felt something twist in my chest. Because I'd seen the way Cassie looked at me—with hope, with desperation, with the beginnings of trust. And I was about to break her all over again. --- ★ Javin's POV ★ The call with Rafael Montez left me with a rage so profound I could barely see straight.

“I promise I will never cause any problems for you and Ravenna. I will never place any demands on our bond. Just let me—” “No. “Cassian!” I lifted my gaze to look at her, forcing myself to my feet. ‘I’m never letting you go, Little Wolf. Never again” “Cassian. I am leaving, no matter what. You can’t hold me against my will. What about your wife? Does she approve?” She asked, her eyes shimmering, her emotions so intense, so raw. I could feel it through our bond, even though I tried to mask it. “Raven and I are not married. I divorced her.”

Arkin looked so blown away. Caspien took a deep breath, trying not to punch him, so he just cleared his throat. It was too obvious that Arkin had deliberately kissed Shaun, even though it wasn't in the script. Arkin didn't know Shaun and Caspien were a thing before, because if he did, he wouldn't have dared to. "Cas, why are you dressed like that? And why are you back in the Philippines? I thought you said you'd never come back," Arkin asked, curiosity etched on his face.

He did not mean to do a deep kiss, but my lips taste too sweet. Just as he tries to hold me tighter, a huge force rips my body out of his arms. Castiel loses the sweetness and looks very angry at the wolf who took me away. "Dean, give her back to me." Dean Blackwolf looks like a dark monster. His eyes are sharp like knives. "She is my prisoner today. No one takes her away until I am done with her." Castiel narrows his eyes at Dean. They have been friends and rivals since they were young pups. Even though Castiel went to the distant pack lands with his family and Dean stayed here to take the throne, their bond is still the same.

Everything inside me detonated. For a second there was no room, no walls, no air, just a roar tearing out of my chest, echoed by Caspian’s as both our wolves surged forward with lethal intent. The shift slammed through me so fast my bones cracked before I even hit the ground. Caspian’s wolf was already fully out, massive and snarling, claws shredding the floorboards as he lunged for the door. To find Daniel. To rip him apart. To punish him for touching her…

“I never denied that I liked men.” “Fuck you.” He winks at me and flips down on his bed. “I know you want to.” Fuck me. I actually want to. By the time the next weekend rolls around, I feel invincible simply because I have survived another week of torture with Cassian, which mostly consists of me pretending his comments don’t bother me while desperately restraining my wolf who spends twenty-four hours a day clawing at my chest, begging to be near the guy sleeping five feet away from us. It is exhausting.

Cassian reached out then, catching my elbows to steady me. "Now you know," I said, my voice trembling just a little. "That’s my secret. That’s what they want to lock in a cage." "They are fools," Cassian said. His grip on my arms tightened, but it wasn't painful. It felt protective. "They treat you like a prize to be won, but you are a storm, Rowan." "You aren't scared?" I asked. "How could I be scared of something so beautiful?" He reached up, his thumb brushing my cheek. "You trusted me with this. Why?"