Vi Caitlyn Novels & Stories

She smiled at me. "And what did you tell me you wanted to do, sweetie?" Kat asked her. "I want to do a line off John's dick," she said. "You okay with that, babe?" Kat asked. "I never say no to a beautiful woman," I answered. Caitlyn was stunning. Tall, skinny, a whisper of blonde pubic hair. Prominent nipples. A very tight ass and virtually no hint of tan lines. Kat told Caitlyn to stroke me while she got the cocaine ready. She complied, letting her hand confidently jack my cock while she moved in to kiss me.

I was getting quite dizzy and Damien seems to be inching closer toward me. “Oh! Me, I’m the last one!” Caitlyn said with her shrill voice.”The person who has done this should drink the remaining vodka in this bottle.” I looked at the bottle and saw that it was still a fourth full. “Nobody should reject it, okay? This is all just for fun.” Caitlyn said, winking at Damien. I found it strange. I had a weird feeling brewing inside of me. “Never have I ever…had a mother that deliberately seduced a mated man and unclothed her body on his bed.” She said slowly, looking at me with sharp eyes.

" she said cowardly. Damien’s eyes were flickering from blue to black. He got up and grabbed Caitlyn by her neck. His eyes were full on black by now, Knight had taken over. "WHY THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I’M ANNOUNCING YOU AS MY LUNA!" Caitlyn’s face was turning blue, she was gasping for breath as the grip on her neck was too tight and cutting off airflow.

She picked her up and threw her, right into the army of vampires, knocking over several of them herself. A vampire leapt out of the crowd from behind Scarlet, aiming right for her—but before he could reach her Ruth leapt into the air and sank her teeth into his throat, pinning him to the ground, dead. Dozens of vampires charged Caitlin. She instinctively positioned herself between Scarlet and the army, and as the vampires charged, she fought them all. She kicked and punched and elbowed and leapt and spun—and was a one-person wrecking machine. She took down dozens at a time, smashing them into each other, incapacitating each one with deadly, accurate strikes. They dropped all around her like

I frowned, watching as they disappeared down the driveway, the sound of the truck fading into the distance. “This town is insane,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair. First the weird rules. Then the creepy stares. Then the whole you-ca n’t-be-here-if-you ’re-human bullshit… He was definitely not okay. Cairos Veylan. The kind of man who looked like he could buy and sell the world… and still not care. The same man who took my sister's life as if it meant nothing. And now he thinks he can scare me. I let out a small scoff.

Why the hell is he the one to make me feel this way? Running my fingers through my hair, I got up from the couch and tossed the cigarette out the balcony. I can't even let this attraction get in the way of my plans. You know what they say, “to get over another, you have to get under another "Deciding to look sexy for the first time, I wear a black leather skirt with a split in the front. A black knee-high boots, a White crop top and top it off with smokey eye makeup. Checking myself in the mirror, I'm concluding that I look good. Grabbing the keys to my car, I head for that one-man house. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

I strip off my clothes I slipped into for work, replacing them with a pair of black spandex, and a cut t-shirt that raises indecently high when I put my arms up. I examine myself in my full-length mirror. I have to say, the way Audrey does my makeup really makes my features pop; neutral eyeshadow and black liquid eyeliner on top and bottom really makes my blue eyes prominent, just the right amount of contour on my cheeks to show off my high cheekbones, and mascara that makes my lashes thicker and longer than they already are. I can't help but shiver when I think about Dan seeing me like this. Damn Audrey putting that in my head.

"For you to play nice with the Chem-Barons." Caitlyn had gasped, her body clenching. "Vi, we can't. Not now…" Vi, of course, had ignored her protests. She'd slipped the vibrator inside Caitlyn, the smooth surface pressing against her G-spot, and then, with a wink, had pocketed the remote. "Now, Cupcake," Vi had said, her voice low and dangerous, "behave."

Noah stammered, his scent souring with fear. “I invited her,” Chloe interrupted. Her crimson lipstick looked like fresh blood, and she had wrapped a matching silk ribbon into a perfect bow over the silver-blade scar on her wrist. At nearly six feet tall, she looked every bit the high-born Kinton heir. “Chloe, leave her out of our pack politics,” Noah hissed, trying to grab my hand. “Is this the Ryder Global mess hall, Noah? The meat looks exquisite,” I said, stepping back so his fingers missed my skin.

Kaelani hit Draevyn in a blur of violet momentum, ripping him off his feet and slamming him onto his back hard enough to shatter stone beneath him. She didn’t pause. Her jaws snapped across his face—fast, precise—splitting his cheek open in a vicious line. Blood followed, dark and immediate. He snarled, but she was already gone—repositioning. She circled too fast to track, violet and shadow streaking around him in warping flashes. The shadows rose in answer, dragged into a spiraling current that twisted around them both and tightened into a vortex—darkness threaded with violet.