Castle J Novels & Stories

"Stop acting like a pup. Look at you. You’re already staring." Luke’s gaze had already drifted. At the far end of the ice, near the player’s tunnel, a new figure had appeared. Castel "Cass" Castillo. He wasn't a girl, but he moved with a fluid, dangerous grace that made Luke’s inner wolf pace behind his ribs. Cass was wearing a jagged black jersey with a silver wolf-skull—the mark of the outcast clans from the Blackwood Haunted Mansion district. "That's him," Jax whispered, following Luke’s eyes. "The one you’ve been howling about at practice. Castel."

"Don’t be shocked—it's not every day that you find a shifter on the side of the road shouting for help." "I am Carla, by the way, and who would you be?" she continues, lifting her glasses and fixing him with a piercing stare. Her eyes, dark brown and oddly familiar, trigger a sense of déjà vu in him. Wind blows her scent in John's direction – there is the familiar musk scent he had gotten familiar with in the short time he had a roof over his head – but the undertone – which bear had it? "I'm John," he whispers. "Nice to meet you, John," Carla replies, reaching her hand out. "Where are you headed to, and

The enemy was now dead. “Beautiful, isn’t he?” Caspian’s voice rumbled behind me, low and warm. I turned to find him closer now, his expression softer than I’d ever seen it. His hair was a little mussed from the battle, his shirt stained with dust and blood, but to me, he had never looked more powerful. Or more mine. “He’s perfect,” I whispered, my throat tightening. “Everything about all of this is perfect.” Caspian didn’t hesitate.

JAX I’m about to leave the Stillwater Tap to head back to the packhouse when I hear it. Before I even see her, the sound of her laugh pulls me in like she’s a siren. I stop in my tracks, looking around to discern where that laugh is coming from. Then I see her. Stunningly gorgeous, like she belongs on the cover of a magazine, not in a dimly lit shifter bar in the middle of nowhere Colorado. I can’t take my eyes off of her, because it’s not just the way she looks and sounds that’s drawing me in- it’s everything about her, the total package. The way she carries herself like she’s this sexy, confident force of nature who knows exactly who she is and what she wants.

Alek and Brent grab the two of them before they can jump Jalyssa. “Jalyssa, you were told to stay off this floor, and there is nothing more that I have to say to you.” Kaden states. “So you are just going to throw our whole relationship away for that little slut?” Jalyssa asks. “We never had a relationship. Everly and I are engaged, and we are planning our wedding. If you don’t leave me alone, I will have you fired or moved to a different location. Until you can prove that child is mine, I want nothing further to do with you. Now leave this floor.” Kaden tells her.

Thank God the Langstons don’t rule Upper Castles. In Amaenia, there are ten regions, and each region is ruled by a seat holder. Upper Castles, where we live, is ruled by the Caddels. Our neighbour, The Capital, is the central region of the country and is ruled by the Albertines— the country royalty. The Vandenbergs rule North Ventrise, and then the Barringtons in Barnsley, the Whitlocks in Wells Spring, the Hogwoods in Hillstone, the Hansleys in Hathbourne, the Silvius in Southcove, the Castellans in Chesterfield, and the Langstons in Lancastre.

I looked to see a private jet at the side with some guys standing there dressed in the same black outfit and I guessed they came with CJ. I wasn't too surprised at the private jet because he was Saint and from what I've seen, he was a millionaire... or rather, a billionaire. "Okay," Saint replied to him and turned to the guys who had been standing at attention. "Let's get going!" "Yes, boss!" They chorused. "Have a safe trip man," CJ said then shook hands with Saint. "A Guerra forever." He added while making a fist with his hand and hitting his chest. Saint scoffed. "Surely."

Cassie nodded. "Perfect we have a carriage waiting for the four ladies. Rebecca you take them up to the house." Mark said. Nathan took Cassie aside are you sure?" He asked. Cassie reached up and kissed him. "Yes everyone deserves a second chance," Cassie whispered in his ear when she hugged him. "I don't know if I would be so forgiving if I was in your shoes," Nathan said. "Then it is a good thing you're not in my shoes. Come on girls grab your packs." Cassie said. Cassie, Rebecca, Susan and Janice all got into the carriage and were taken to a large Castle overlooking the ocean.

Goddess he is a piece of art. He stood at a height of 6'3 with a strong build, I could see the outline of each muscle through his fitted shirt. He had a millitary buzz cut which gave out a 'don't mess with me' aura. He had sharp features but what stood out the most were his narrowed moss green eyes under his bushy eyebrows. His lips which weren't too think nor too thin were stretched in a straight line. He is my mate. My true mate. "Celeste!" A soft push on my shoulder jolted me out of my thoughts, I turn to my left to find Theo staring at me with a frown.

I talk to the leader of the gang on the walkie talkie and give him a go ahead to shoot anyone they spot, except they guy at the gate, he'll be wearing a red bandana on his head just like them and the badly injured girl. With that I enter my private jet give my pilot the directions to the location. I just want to kill those idiots with my bare hands.