Castle Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I pressed my mouth to the top of her head and let the wolf inside me answer with a low, steady sound. We had made vows with rings and blood and public eyes. Now the real test came. And I would break the world to bring Liam and my Luna back. I wanted to destroy something. To shift, to run, to tear down every fortress until I ripped Liam out of Zade’s claws. But I didn’t move. I couldn’t, not yet. Rowan cleared his throat, breaking the silence. His voice was lower than usual. “Caspian…” he said carefully. “What are you going to do next?”

Cassian lay beside her, kissing her neck and whispering, “You’re safe with us… you know that, don’t you?” The contrast made her head spin. When Damien came deep inside her, he growled, “This pussy is ours. Don’t forget it.” Rafael took his place immediately after, thrusting into her cum-slick heat with teasing, punishing strokes. “You like when Cassian gets soft with you, don’t you? Does it make you wetter knowing we’re all fighting over this tight little cunt?” Aurora moaned around Cassian’s cock in her mouth, unable to deny it.

“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.

Not superior, then inferior. “We don’t know where they are.” Cain’s voice is full of loathing and he looks at me with hate-laden eyes. My little cousin who’s so diligently developed feelings for a half-caste Lycan. I answer with a nod. “I know you don’t. No one knows.” Safira retches and black blood spills out of her mouth in torrents. She heaves and she trembles, and it’s like her body is going on a purge because she retches and she doesn’t stop.

“What are you guys, like, Batman or something?” “No, sweetheart, I promise we’re nothing like that,” Killian shook his head. “Yeah. We’re just a couple of very angry guys looking to fúck,” Caspian smirked. Those words sounded terrifying. And it should. Yet somehow, Audrey found it weirdly… intriguing. What the hell is wrong with me? She asked herself.

Sure, I could have marked her right then and there - no one would have blamed me - but it didn't seem like the right time. Instead, I lifted her into my arms and carried her to the bathroom where I loved her all over again in the shower. No words passed between us, no words needed to be said. It was much later when we were lying naked in bed, Cassandra's head on my chest and her legs entwined with mine, that my mind began to run through the last ten years of my life. I began to process the series of absolute fuckups I'd made, the most serious one being the moment I decided that sweet, beautiful, sixteen year old Cassie would never be a good and strong Luna all because she didn't have a wolf.

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

said Cheyenne and she left the hut. “You cannot seriously be considering all that nonsense that she is telling you, Edvana,” said Rowana with eyes that were brimming with fear. “Cheyenne is not thinking right and she is taking advantage of your grief to use you.” “I understand your concern, Rowana, but not doing anything is far worse. I know what Nikjin is planning to do if he becomes the supreme leader of werewolves and believe me when I tell you that it is worse than all of the atrocities that he has already committed. He is evil!”

Chapter 13: Now spread "I... don't understand. Who are you, and who's the walking shadow with the knife?" "My n-name's Kelly. He's the Stalker. He comes every night since the first time he caught me. He won't leave me alone. Every night he comes and... and..." She broke into tears again. Michael took her in his arms and allowed her to sob into his shoulder. Unfortunately, he was a teenage boy and not used to comforting crying women. After a while, however, her tears subsided. She looked up at him. "He comes every night to rape me. All I can do is hide, and he always finds me." She looked away, as if disgusted with herself. "The things he does to me... It's worse every time. I d-don't think I

She eyes lingered on his abs and packs, which were very visible and glaring since Caspian's T-shirt was nothing closed to thick. Caspian glowered at Xylan, when her gaze was so daring, "any problem??" Xylan stared away from Caspian, she had imagined seeing a man with saliva dropping out if his mouth, his face whitish, his eyes red, and his physic like that of a cretin. She had imagined a vampire like person. She shook her head, distracting herself from the thought of Caspian's physics. Caspian stared at them both as they battled against their thoughts. Both of them are lunatic. What am I even saying? A psychopath will always locate a psychopath, birds of like feathers.