Zoë Caspian Novels & Stories

Ronan ordered the bar hoe who was serving another customer by literally taking a sip of the drink he ordered and then spitting it in his mouth. Some people have really sick fantasies. Thinking about fantasies made me wonder if Amelia has any fantasies. I am sure they would be shy just like herself. “Wait, is that your chick?” Zane asked his eyes following to the booth behind the glass door. My breath hitched in my throat as I whiffed my head and saw the same woman I saw the other day I was here. Even then I thought it was her. But right now her face was clearly visible as she sat on one of the customers lap, facing the glass door and rode his dick cowgirl style.

He tilted his head and spoke. "You're going to get a hole in your chest if you keep staring at me." His warm voice made the warning feel more like an advice from a close acquaintance. His attire was a familiar but she couldn't make out where she saw it. It was when she noticed a part of the blue dragon tattoo on the side of his neck that she realized. "Are you an assasin from the Hian Ji clan?" She asked without hesitation and continued. "Yes, you are one. A lone wolf at that if I'm not wrong. What is your purpose here?"

I asked him. "Janna told me, Alpha Caspian was planning to claim her." "I didn't know that. So how are you? How are you taking that?" I asked him. It was easier to act as if I didn't care about Caspian and Janna now that everything was explained to me. "I felt bad. I don't think I can win the Claiming against Alpha Caspian. He's good at fighting and his wolf is wild." Zion. I smiled internally at the thought of Caspian's wolf. I knew Zion was wild. Alia told me about him when we were younger. That was why he never shifted into his wolf unless necessary and as much as possible, not around others.

Caspian collapsed to the floor, coughing and gasping for air. “Get out of my sight,” Zade said quietly, but the promise in his voice was unmistakable. “If you ever come near her again… if you so much as say her name, I will hunt you down myself. And there will not be a dragon or army in this empire capable of stopping me.” Caspian did not answer. Broken and bleeding, he dragged himself upright against the wall. Defeated, he looked at me, then at Zade, and without saying another word, stumbled out through the shattered door.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

That's the rule, so the man have to sleep with someone in order to leave the hotel, unless the guy wants to live there forever. Darrem forgot that the lady wasn't aware of his role in this business. He has no plan on telling her anyway. If he would reveal to her that he was the CEO and founder of Casa Roma, he will lose the thrill of their meeting. He was Darrem Roma, the CEO and founder of Casa Roma. He was the youngest child of Chasy and Roy Roma, one of the richest businessman in America. Their family own Vianca Island, and many properties and land around the world. They also own T-RACE, a known shoe brand and Aromani Wine. His mother gave him the permission to manage the resort business

Zara Something smells awful. It’s a familiar smell but it something smells repulsive today. I rollover on to my right to ward off the smell but it seems to be me everywhere. My belly folds over life a turbulent tide on a beach, recoiling and rumbling in disagreement to the smell assaulting my senses. I feel the wave within trying to force itself out of my throat but I force it down, taking deep breaths. Only, that was a big mistake on my part.

I said with a laugh as worry lines creased his brow. We rode the Hipper, a superconducting levitation transporter that took city dwellers to and from the Drock, then proceeded onward to the edge of the ice lands. At speeds of over five hundred miles an hour, we passed computerized automotive harvesters and hovering seeding machines that dotted the landscape. Leaves as bright as jewels spun through the air in the Hipper’s wake. In the distance, the towering ice mountains stretched across the horizon. The ice lands covered two-thirds of our planet, sustaining a population of more than eighty million.

announces Caspian. "You've got to be kidding me," she scoffs. "Nope, he's not kidding you. Livana is Caspian's Aresthai and mate," declares Julian with a smile. I hear the smugness in his voice. There's an undercurrent hostility in the way Julian talks to her. "Dinner's ready. Let's set the table," suggests Selene abruptly. She wraps her hand over mine and tugs me away. I flash her a look of gratitude. I can't stand the aura of hostility coming off Vivian too much longer.

"It's already late. What do you want?" Zoey asked, feeling dubious about Caspian's intention. Caspian was the almighty Diatoran God of War. What help could he possibly need from Zoey? "There are a few postures that I don't understand. They feel really awkward, so I want to try them with you," Caspian said. "Postures? How are we supposed to try them? Shouldn't you try them with Willow?" Zoey was blushing again. Even her ears were turning red.