Novel & Cerita Vi X Caitlyn Fanfiction

Then she tugged at my hand and moved me down the hallway, looking around like she wanted to be sure nobody was close enough to hear what she was about to say to me. “Do you know what this means? It's nothing like we've seen before” her strange black eyes were piercing mine. Camile was not a werewolf or Lycan, she was a witch. Her coven had her banished for falling in love with a Lycan. Camille chose love and love brought her here. “I noticed” Of course, her nightmares were nothing like any I had seen before, it was crystal clear. “You don't get it Reuben” her voice was firm causing my gaze that was somewhere else to jerk back to her face.

A blond, figure eight, hour glass lady sways from the door from behind the counter, emitting eye blinding light as she throws us a smile, which literally created a rainbow on the top of her head. Wait... An I the only person seeing that. "Xavy." Her eyes lits up, and she pulls Xavier for a hug. Xavy..... Did she just call him.... Its my nickname not hers. Why should I even care. "Come, take a sit." She leads us to an empty table. They take a sit beside each other while I sit opposite them. "Am Pari." I introduce my self first. "Like he said, am Natalie." She flips her hair in a slow motion, her eyes twinkling like a star. Things like this make you wanna wish you were born gay. But no I like

No one in their right mind would look at her, the most beautiful girl in Starlight, and want to be just friends. I knew how this worked. I had seen it plenty of times before. These guys probably had nothing going for them, no throne waiting on them, so all they could do was hope to get a piece of the Lycan prince’s mate so they could brag about it later on. I knew Violet wasn’t stupid enough to give them a chance, but them thinking she was stupid enough to even dare make a move pissed me the fuck off. It made my blood boil. “Kylan?” she pouted, angrily. Her eyes narrowed. “Even if he was hitting on me, why would you care?”

Caitlin raised the axe high, took several quick steps towards them, and with the fiercest expression she could muster, snarled. The villagers, terrified, raised their hands to their faces, and shrieked. Some took off for the woods, and the ones that remained cowered. It was the effect Caitlin wanted. She’d scared them just enough to stun them. She dropped the axe and ran right past them, racing through the field, and into the sunset. As she ran, she was waiting, hoping, for her vampire powers to come back, for her wings to sprout, for her to be able to simply lift off, and fly far away from here.

Xena suggests, and bless her soul because that's the most logical explanation I've come to about this whole revenge ex girlfriend matter. I don't like him being around his ex but Caelum said he can't love again, he will never love me and I'm guessing he won't love her either, she's not going to steal my husband, she's incapable of this and I trust my husband. I hastily open my phone, as if forgetting what she looks like and I look her up on I*******m, I followed her through a fake page since she's private on I*******m. I scroll her profile, there's a few new pictures on it, pictures of some kids, and on the next one it's her and Emelia at some park, sitting on a swing with their legs crossed

“Mikela” “Double take. Everything above base is yours.” She didn’t soften it or dress it up. Just the number and the look. I didn’t have five minutes to think about it. That was the point. The letter. Eleven days. Kofi coming home with injuries he wouldn’t explain. I need this. “Fine.” She was already walking away. I stood outside VIP room three and put Zara away. That was my rule here. Zara stayed outside. Pinky, the name I wore inside Velvet like a second skin, was the only one who walked through that door.

I never thought that I was going to like Xavia, after all the things we experienced together but ever since I came back from the meeting in the Lycan Pack and set my eyes on Xavia, I could not stop thinking about her. At first, I thought it was because she was now the Spirit Princess but I soon realized that I liked her. It was never supposed to happen. I was never supposed to like someone I rejected some months ago, but right now that is what is happening.

"You're not Steve." Without loosening my grip, my body quivered and shook, my features changing and morphing until I looked like myself, a teenage female vamp with long wavy brown hair stretching down my back, with black skinny jeans, white T-shirt, black leather jacket, and black boots. "No shit, Sherlock. Now," I began again, "who's this 'V'?" I waited. "One, two, ..." "We have company!" Rick yelled, heading for the van. Annie was behind me, having my back as Rick quickly pulled the car behind me, too, blocking the way. I looked over my shoulder to see what the fuss was about, and ten of The Others were walking purposefully toward us.

“That’s more like it! For Vincent’s sake, I’ll let it go this time. But if this happens again, don’t blame me for being ruthless! Get out!” Caitlin’s eyes were fierce, and her glare sent a chill down Xylia’s spine. Terrified, Xylia ran off as fast as she could. “Trinity… Are you okay? Xylia has been looking for trouble with you.” Vincent asked with concern. “Ha, there are a lot of people like her looking for trouble with me. What’s she supposed to be?” Caitlin didn’t even regard Xylia as a real threat. “Anyway, thanks for your help just now.”

Chapter 9 Caitlyn was standing beside her gate when Martin arrived in his car. She was wearing a black leather skirt that stopped way above her knees, a small white top that clung to her body, a black leather jacket, and a white shoe to match. Martin swallowed nothing as he stared at her. He was mesmerized by her beautiful face and body. He cleared his throat nervously, winded down, and poked his head out a little. "Get in!" He ordered her. She smiled and quickly rushed to enter the car.