Constantine Cartoon Novels & Stories

Constantine explained "Yes sorry. But i haven't changed my mind...i still want to be a demon hunter, please just help me. I know you can teach me the basics." Anita pleaded "No Anita, i can't risk your life." Constantine concluded "Please!. I'm begging you please." Anita begged continuously "I said no!. Just go home and live your life, it's better that way." Constantine yelled at her

Constantine approaches her when they are done talking to Brandon; he welcomes her with kisses on both cheeks, the gesture is repeated by his brother. “Stan! Cary! It’s good to see you.” “Good to see you, too. You look exquisite as always, but stressed? Come sit with us.” The twins give Pauline a space between them, and she slumps there. “Thank you! I’m still getting by,” she says. “Cassius! Sorry about the penthouse, man!” Carmelo says. “Clean up your shit, or you’re out,” Cassius warns, pointing a finger. Their conversation continues about things going on in Athens that I don’t understand.

Meanwhile, Ethan could push Constantine to the corner. Constantine was bleeding all over. His movement was slower and slower. Unfortunately, Ethan was wounded too, but he was in much better condition than Constantine. But then Constantine shape-shifted back into the human form. “Time-out!” He gestured his hand, showing the T-shape. Then he walked to the side, wearing his clothes back. Ethan also changed himself back to human, gathered his clothes, and dressed up again.

Finally, we arrived at Constantine’s house. It was a middle-size home with a wood fence and broken white wall. I smiled at him as I poked his waist. “What?” He asked while smiling back at me. “Your taste in choosing the colors is amazing. I feel I have been at home already.” Constantine circled his arms around my waist and whispered, “I’m glad you feel that way. Maybe instinctively, I know I’ll bring my mate here one day.”

He was on his feet in an instant, creating a list on his head for things to do. "Relax, Octavius. This castle has been ready for a long time and some of our servants will be back tomorrow. We have also secured the borders with our warriors. So, all you have to do is convince our king to face his mate." Easier said than done. _________ Constantine A mate. All these years. For centuries he was denied one. And suddenly, a prophecy. He couldn't believe it. He was already a beast. His Lycan dominated his form. His thoughts were of his human but his actions were of his animal.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

I can hear my heart beating in my ears as I try to find my dad in the carnage, but I can’t see him or his wolf anywhere. ‘There!’ Ajax yells, pointing with his paw. I see Constantine taking down a small wolf across the field, and I sigh with relief that he’s okay. But it’s short-lived when I hear a loud boom, like a crack of thunder, and I watch as Constantine falls to the ground, shifting as he goes down.

'Think of Maggie. My jaw clenched at the mention of her name. Then I remembered Millie too. Sighing in defeat, I just nodded, Too wound up to say anything. I searched my brain for anything else to talk about before I made my leave. Ah, There was one thing... 'Mother, Do you know what happened between Constantine and Belle?' Taking a sip of her drink, She nodded and ''Hmmm''ed. 'They were in love for the longest time, But he refused to turn her and she began to get unhappy at her ageing. So he let her go and return to the human world'.

His friend ate so fast that it only took him a couple of minutes to finish everything he put on the plate. “What now?” he reminded him as Constantine drank the water until its last drop. Constantine stood up, leaving him on the table. “I will tell you while we look around in this carnival.” Constantine walked ahead, so he followed him, shaking his head while observing the stalls on their way. There was a crowd during that afternoon, which was why the never-ending noise wafted in the air. No one bumped into them as they walked. People moved to the left and right even though Xurden was doing nothing special. Constantine smiled widely as he checked every stall. His eyes were glistening with hap

"What do you have those things on for?" "These are the Cuffs of Faith. They were made just for me to strengthen my faith," Constantine said. Wilbur raised his brows. "Are you telling me you're a better believer just because you have these things on?" Constantine did not answer him, and so Wilbur continued to ask, "You're an ascetic?" "I'm a wandering cultivator," Constantine said. Wilbur was confused. "I thought you were a cardinal of the Church of Holy Illuminati?"