Castle Nim Novels & Stories

Mariah POV Heading out of the house, the first thing I noticed was that Nick switched cars. I must admit he has good taste for cars. He is now driving a White GMC. We reach the car, and when I get in, my best friend Rose sits on her phone. She is wearing a royal blue casual dress with some silver sandals. Her hair is in a high ponytail, and I can tell she is wearing some blue eye shadow, which she does only for special occasions. She is more of a nude-colored type of girl. We head to the party, and as we get close, we see a lot of cars in the driveway. We are now at the Silver Mountain pack, and the scenery is quite beautiful. Nick parks in one of the reserved parking for alphas, and we all

I thought over his offer before finally jumping into his sporty looking black BMW. Here goes nothing!

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

Christine could only lecture Anna. By now, they are on the dining table, planning on how they would take down Brody and his army of lycans. They decided to make Anna camouflage as one of the prisoners as they would hear her replies through an earpiece. Knowing Brody took over the Crimson Crest pack house, they already memorized the routes in every hall. “It’s not that big of a task Anna,” Azrael tried to talk and convince Anna to cooperate and do her task. “I mean, you do know all the halls and rooms on our pack house, right?”

I would like to make new friends but I am too scared because I have mostly faced betrayal in my friendship and misjudged all the time. As I near FPU, it is really huge and looks like some sort of castle. It has few towers and looks really beautiful. It reminds me of Hogwarts Castle from Harry Potter Series. I smile at my own thought and I enter the gate. The parking lot is huge and spacious. I park my car, grab my bag from the back seat and get out. As I walk towards the main building, I bang with someone but as I am too busy to look for a notice board, I only manage to say sorry without even looking at that person.

Intrigued by this mysterious girl with silver hair and ember eyes, he resolved to get to know her better. Offering her a ride was his way of extending an olive branch, an invitation into his world. At first, Aqua hesitated, politely declining his offer. But as the heavens opened up and rain began to pour down in torrents, her resolve softened, and she accepted. The moment she climbed into his truck, Damon couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The old Chevy pickup may have seen better days, but to Damon, it was more than just a vehicle—it was a symbol of his roots, a connection to his past. He drove it with pride, a tribute to his uncle, who had passed away. His uncle was the only one

“The blood smells human.” “Great.” I look at the building looming ahead. We’re right along Lake Michigan on the outskirts of Chicago. “At least we can assume we found the missing hunter.” Binx winds around my feet and the sounds of the lake echo against the large empty warehouse. “Ready?” Lucas holds out his hand. “I am.” I link my fingers through his, heart fluttering. “Thanks for coming with.” “You don’t have to thank me, Callie. You know I enjoy ripping things apart second only to as much I enjoy being with you.”

Alpha Jones smiled subtly. "I think you need to wake up from your daydream. We have lost. Nolan has won. The Nemesis has caught up with us" David stressed out. "We are the Nemesis" Alpha Jones pointed out. "The Nemesis does not sit in the cell of his own Manor with his beta" he retorted. "Do you hear that?" he held one of his ears for attentiveness. "What?" Alpha Jones also paid attention. There were sounds of footsteps all over the Manor. "They have returned from evacuation to a new Alpha" David related.

Adult life in the city of dreams. Welcome to life in Metro City. The city that never sleeps.

"Rose, you’re too pure. That’s why she takes advantage of you." Jones nodded. "Grace is just spoiled. Don’t let her get to you." Just then, Jones’s phone rang again. This time, it was the police. Kyle heard the introduction and rolled his eyes. "Now she’s hiring fake cops? What’s next?" However, the voice on the other end was firm and official. "Badge ID 007xxxx. Grace Collins’ villa caught fire earlier today. Surveillance shows she remained inside until the structure collapsed. Only a few personal effects have been recovered from the scene. We believe they belonged to Miss Collins."