Owl House Caleb Novels & Stories

"You may be a monster, but you can't make me do anything, so quit acting like you own me." She said to him pretending he had no effect on her. "Do you need another spanking? Shall I bend you over again and remind you who you belong to as I find the most erogenous zones on your body even you didn't know existed. Shall I remind you whose name you'll scream as you come, if I let you come?" He said, the fiery passion in his eyes betraying his calm voice. Destined to end the war between two packs and be the bride of Alpha Caleb, Davina never thought she'd end up being his Son's luna instead. Keith was exiled years ago for a crime he did commit. But now he was back. And ready to take back all that was rightfully his including that beautiful Davina, even though she'd rather murder him than admit any feelings for him.

Sylvia finds herself as the Omega of the Westwood pack, but her real identity is unknown. She gets mistreated by everyone in the pack. She has no friends, no allies, she is all alone. She only wishes to find her mate. Hoping that he will find her worthy. On her recovering bed, she discovers that her biggest torturer, soon-to-be Alpha Caleb is her mate. He rejects her onsight. Without anyone to stick around for, she decides to leave Westwood pack thinking that her troubles will end, only to find out that she has landed into more trouble. She isn't able to find a second chance mate because of the mark on her back, her second chance mate will also have the same mark on his back. The only way for happiness is if they find out about the mark, and recognise each other as mates, only then will they unlock the curse. Despite all challenges Sylvia strives to be better, she trains more, and rises to higher ranks in the new pack she goes to. Dark forces are everywhere looking for her. What makes her so special?

Two students are forced to share off-campus housing due to a housing crisis. Strict house rules are set- no late nights together, no touching, no crossing lines. But shared kitchens, midnight strolls and conversations, and stolen glances make the rules unbearable.

In my past life, I was the ladder they used to climb to paradise. In this life… I am the abyss they will fall into.” Elena Vane died in the freezing ruins of Oakhaven Central Infirmary—betrayed by her husband, Julian, and her stepsister, Lydia. They stole her fortune, destroyed her family… and took the Lunar Ring—the only key to surviving the coming apocalypse. As monsters clawed their way to her door, Elena realized too late— her greatest mistake was trusting them. [DING! Regression successful.] She wakes up eighteen months before Day Zero. This time, the naive heiress is gone. Armed with the Sovereign Space, Elena begins her quiet war: To destroy the man who once owned her future. To ruin the woman who stole her life. To take back everything before the world falls apart. But her most dangerous move may be Caleb Thorne—the infamous Ice King… a man who looks at her like he already knows how this story ends. The frost is coming. And this time— Elena Vane won’t just survive. She will make sure they don’t.

“Fuck! why do you make me want to break all the rules?” Cade leans in and mutters behind my ears. A shiver races down my spine. I try to step back but the strong grip on my waist is no match for me. Caleb leans closer too, fingers brushing against my soft bossom in a way that makes my heart pound. “Don’t fight it Zane. Alphas can fuck boys too. ” I took a shaky breath, they are intoxicated but i can't help but want more of it. *** Zena Ashton The daughter of a fallen Alpha, rejected by her fated mate. Could life get any worse? Disguised as Zane in an all boys academy, she hides her true self in order to save herself from being killed. Now she’s caught between twin Alphas. Cade and Caleb. Possessive, ruthless and most importantly, her fated mates. Warning !!!⚠️ This story contains explicit content as the plot progresses

Shin. A fairly short name, but has a deep meaning. The name was a gift from my father. Dad said, "I don't want to burden you with the length of a name. Shin, I think this name suits you. For a personality that never complicates things."My life changed drastically after the death of my parents. My brothers did not guard me, but tortured me. Previously my house was like a palace, but now it is like a house in hell.However, the suffering that I thought would be eternal slowly disappeared after the presence of a strange man in my life. He thought that I was his lover in the past. The man made the flow of my life uncertain. Happy, sad, hurt, all I often feel. Especially when a woman returns who turns out to be the man's real lover.

Five years ago, policemen beat down the doors of our house and arrested my father for financial fraud. Just as I was about to despair, my friend’s father proposed that I marry his son—Mason. In my grief over daddy’s imprisonment, and unexpected happiness of marrying my childhood love, I was blinded. I vowed to myself that I would be the best wife I could be. But my husband would never love me the way he loved Jade—my best friend who died eight years ago. I pretended everything was fine and kept being a good wife for all these years. However, when I found Jade’s ring in Mason’s pocket and saw her face, alive and beautiful, appear in the live stream, the illusion—my game of house—was shattered.

I come across a popular post on the forums. "Help! Someone has stolen my two million dollars of gold from my safe! The thief didn't even leave behind any marks of wrenching the safe door open!" In the photo, a hand with a wedding ring can be seen pointing at an empty safe. The safe's model and patterns match the safe that I've seen in my best friend, Joan Hart's, house before. The comment section is already filled with comments. "Girlie, I'm sorry, but I have to say this. Your husband's most likely the culprit." "Agreed. There's no way ordinary thieves can swipe your gold away without leaving anything behind." "You should check your husband's recent financial situation first." The original poster responds to the comments that doubt her husband firmly, "There's no way it's my husband! We're in a tightly-knit relationship!" Someone is quick to ask, "What about your friends and relatives? Who else has visited your house before?" This time, the original poster's response appears even faster. "Last week, my best friend spent a night at my house…" Just as I'm about to share the thread with Joan and tell her that her safe might be compromised because of these safety issues, I receive a phone call from her. "Andrea, I got bad news for you! Someone stole my safe at home!"

(Alternate Title: The Glorious LifeMain Characters: Philip Clarke, Wynn Johnston) “Oh no! If I don’t work harder, I’d have to return to the family house and inherit that monstrous family fortune.” As the heir to an elite wealthy family, Philip Clarke was troubled by this…

I took my in-laws to our place for Christmas without telling my wife. It was supposed to be a surprise, but the moment George, my father-in-law, stepped into the house, my wife's assistant shoved him. He crashed into the shoe cabinet and threw out his back. "Ms. Sampson's villa doesn't let homeless people in. I can't believe you're her father-in-law. Look at you. Even a homeless guy wears better than you." I told the maid to hold George, but the male assistant stopped me again. He even shoved my mother-in-law, Diane. "You think you own this place? That's Ms. Sampson's maid. It's enough she has to serve a leech like you. You don't get to make her serve your parents." The fury consumed Diane whole, and she had a heart attack. I called my wife and asked her to come to the hospital. Wendy Sampson, however, shrugged it off. Scoffing, she said, "Zack told me everything. I can't believe you brought your parents to my house! And you want me to see your mother? She's faking her heart attack! I know she is! I want them out of my house! So what if they die? Best Christmas gift I could ever hope for."