Total Drama Caleb Novels & Stories

“I… nightmares… bad…” “Mhm. Very bad.” Caleb didn’t speed up one bit. “T-Talk to me about them…” My teeth chattered. “Needy baby,” Caleb teased. “Wants my cock. Wants my dreams…” “You’re the one who… who said I could have both!” I reminded him. Caleb sobered and nodded. “It’s probably easier this way.” “G-Good,” I said. With a long, slow kiss, Caleb began. “I keep seeing the Mounties. And Bill… and the detective. Just… the blood and other… stuff. It gets worse every night. Their eyes…” Caleb shuddered and I felt it in my core.

Cathy and I had even worked out a system where she would take the newspaper straight from the stoop to work with her, so I never saw it. This worked for about two days. But in my solitude, my worries for my patients, including Caleb, started eating away at me. His health was deteriorating but I felt confident he would hold out another week while I recovered. Still, it felt terribly selfish to be lounging around while my decision remained unclear to those it affected most. Because of these bad feelings, during a commercial break on the soap opera, I found myself flipping channels to the local news. The moment I turned it on, they were showing a story about Caleb. He was a wartime hero, who ha

Damon carried Celeste back into their room. He also turned off the lights for Caleb on his way out. "See you tomorrow, Caleb." After the kidnapping incident, Celeste and Damon discovered a new side to Caleb. Although he was kind, he wasn't naive. He would've done great things if he wasn't trapped in his unhealthy body. Because of that, Caleb couldn't help but express his opinions when Celeste told him the story of Hamlet. "Okay, good night, Damon." Caleb hid his fear away and grinned widely. He closed his eyes.

Three days isn't enough time for her to get someone to copy Derek's face! I calmly sipped my tea. "Caleb had to fly to Naveryork for a meeting yesterday. He'll rush over here as soon as he lands." Mom's eyes lit up instantly when she heard that. "He sounds busy. What does he do?" Caleb had always kept a low profile, so aside from the few companies under his name, I honestly didn't know much about what he did. "He just works at his own company." They exchanged a smirk upon hearing that. "The Ingram family… Never heard of them. Could it be that you didn't even have the time to come up with a proper background?"

“Oh, by the way, I heard your mother’s back in the Capital. Not very stable, is she? What do you think she’d do if I told her you secretly married some… simple-minded girl?” Damian’s fingers dug into his palm. His aura turned glacial. But his smile stayed effortless. “Is that so? Then you won’t be returning to the Capital. Grandpa agreed—you’ll stay here, working as my assistant.” Caleb’s eyes flared. “Impossible! Grandpa would never—” “I run Reign Group now,” Damian interrupted smoothly. “Even Grandpa listens.” The man before him—calm, charming, dangerous—made Caleb’s chest tighten. Rage overwhelmed him. He lunged forward, arm raised—

About less than 20 people are stuck in one of the main character's mom’s vacation house, and each of the characters are interconnected through a web of complicated relationships, and Caleb is just eager to see how everything will play out, especially when they are ex’s involved, and each of the ex’s are complicating the situation further as each one of them seems to be intertwined. Caleb is enjoying himself and he is giggling as a result of what Tumi did to Sabs, just because she is scared of letting her guard down and how he laughs so hard when Princess, the birthday girl practically sabotages her birthday party just because she wants to expose that her baby daddy’s new girlfriend hid the f

Rose said one morning as they were having breakfast. Caleb had only taken a few slices of his toast and then walked to the living room with his coffee. His mother had been trying to make conversation with him for the past few hours but talking was the last thing he wanted to do. He was preparing to step out one last time with a few officers to search deeper into the woods. He turned on the television. “Have they found out if there's an insider yet?” Rose was speaking only on the topics that related to Jane because she knew it would lure him.

Margret rolled her eyes in irritation and scolded him, "How can such a thing be awesome? You're going to end up a thug if you only make use of brute force!" Suddenly, Brenda froze and her eyes wide with fear. She started trembling as she called out Charlie Jr's name. The burly thugs felt uneasy after seeing her reaction, and sweat beads appeared on their foreheads. Caleb was infuriated. "Damn! Where did all these morons come from? I'm Caleb, the awesome Caleb, the most handsome male gender in Houston!" he trumped himself shamelessly, chin tilted upward.

Caleb Rowan paced the cheap motel room like an animal in a cage. His suit was wrinkled. His hair disheveled. His eyes bloodshot with rage and humiliation. He had lost. Utterly. Completely. And the worst part? It wasn’t even to Amara. It was to Dominic Hale. The man he’d always despised. The man who built a life Caleb could only pretend to have. The man Serena had always feared. The man Amara seemed to trust more than she had ever trusted him.

Caleb huffed, “When do I even have time for video games? I’m up at five in the morning and then I have to rush to school. After that, there is homework, dinner, and rest. I barely get an hour for games! By bedtime, I’m exhausted.” Carolyn exchanged a surprised look with her mother-in-law. This transformation was undeniable and Caleb had improved in so many ways. Perhaps staying with Damien was exactly what he needed. They were glad that Caleb was in good spirits and good path. There had been no complaint of him for a month which was a huge change in itself. After dinner, Matriarch Callahan began to rub her temples while complaining softly of a headache. Without hesitation, Caleb jumped up, “