The Castaway Novels & Stories

"Alpha, your father sent us to bring you home." Only then did I realize Damian was the Alpha of the Maple Pack, a half-blood Alpha who moved unseen between human towns and the packs. Soon, Damian left. Winter Solstice came. All the staff from the inn applied for leave to return home. In the end, I was left alone as the hustle and bustle died down. I would face this holiday in solitude, just like the many holidays I had spent before Julian took me in. I was used to it, though. I made some simple pasta and sat by the window.

Sara came in at that moment, walking directly to Hazard and sitting on his thighs. “Hello, baby.” He cooed. Sara smiles and kissed down his neck. “It’s almost time.” Hazard nodded. Eventually, turning his gaze back to Roy. “You said what?” “I’ve...” “That’s a lie.” Sara countered, biting down on hazard’s ear. “I’m not lying. I didn’t know!” He drawled. “Did you bother searching for her when you heard she was cast out of the mansion?” He looked down. “I bet he was glad she was out of there.” Sara chuckled.

After getting through the hell of exam week, Tricia insisted on dragging me out for a camping trip. I wondered who on Earth would want to do something so pretentious in this freezing weather. Tricia simply blinked and said, "You don't get it. Zoning out by the fire while it's snowing? It's the ultimate way to relax." I relented and left it to her and her weird logic. It wasn't until we arrived that I realized Joshua and Xander were both there too. Even Chris and Yvonne had shown up.

I didn’t speak, and neither did they. We all knew what this was. A trap. I only hoped Alden would bite. And gods above, I hoped Leo wasn’t wrong. We didn’t ride far before a whistle cut through the air. My heart stilled. The horses reared. Our convoy halted. From the trees, wolves emerged—four of them, cloaked and silent. The lead figure stepped forward, tall and broad-shouldered, with a blade glinting at his side. Commander Alden.

Nathaniel's POV The days that followed passed by routinely. If I didn't look at the ocean or the tally marks on the crate, I could almost forget we were castaways. We had fallen into a rhythm that felt disturbingly like a marriage. We woke up with the sun, spent far too long fooling around in the raft, and then set out to tackle the day.

“Damn you! You should’ve just let me die!” “I won’t let that happen. I admit, my source of money isn’t clean. But I’m not bad as you think.” He put the tray on the bedside table. “Let me go!” She struggled, trying to loosen the knot. “Don’t worry. I will let you go. Maybe when this vessel arrives in Leyte. But for now, you should eat. You’re exhausted.” He scooped a porridge and tried to make her eat. Einille refused. Her appetite was the least of her concern. Besides, what if the food had poison?

Mulan raised her hands up in surrender giggling. The day had gone by slower than they expected and it was time head out to warehouse. The government warehouse was located on the outskirts of the city. They got dressed in black trousers, a black turtle neck, and a black hoodie. Cassandra strapped her gun and pen knife in her combat boot. Mulan passed the AirPods her, putting in their ears and testing them, Cassandra and Mulan walked towards the Ferrari F8 Spider parked outside. “Sweet” Cassandra said on sighting the beautiful car

Daniel walked for hours around the city. He was determined to go anywhere other than back to the Bostonian. He had so many things running through his head. His father sends Wyatt to see if he can be saved and stop the war that both sides have been waiting for. Elizabeth and him having a son and he’s eleven, and his life's in the same danger as Elizabeths. Daniel just wanted to walk away from all of this. How he wished that it had been Wyatt that was Forsaken instead of him. He felt everything way too much to be cut out for this job. These twelve years of soul collecting. So many souls collected for a war that might never happen. So many people sacrificed for what.

Happy smiles on their lips, so bright that it is impossible to look straight. Everything is like the past has changed. The other woman took her mother's life, and the other girl took hers. Her father, it seemed, was no longer her father. Aurora feels like falling into a fog, everything becomes blurry, and there is no way out. Suddenly, a loud voice rang in her ear, pulling her out of her own world: - Hello, an outcast of time. Aurora widened her eyes in surprise, she turned her head to look at the voice. There was a clock floating in the white mist. The other watch even makes a body with dew, just like a human.

She could be human. Castaway Cantina came into view. It was a small building with large open windows to let in the sea air. It was a buffet style eating area with seats both inside and outside. The atmosphere was relaxed and soft music played overhead. Cassie checked her watch. It was ten seconds past noon. She didn't see him in the restaurant. She didn't see him walking up the path or sitting at a chair near the entrance. He wasn't here. She tried to tell her self that it didn't matter. She'd been drunk, and he had been kind. It wasn't a big deal. It was no huge loss.