Caesar And Joseph Novels & Stories

Caesar arched a perfect brow, staring at the little one with sheer amusement and slight agitation. "Yes, whatever it was. It was in the past." Helice stepped forward as well. Megara expected this from them. She clearly understood them but she understood the man standing in front of her as well. It was a play of feelings and perception. "Oh...I would love to see that trust shattering." Caesar said and ordered his disciples to move back, and with that, he also turned around and walked away with half of his conversation pending.

he said. I didn’t say anything, just stared at him in confusion. He almost sounded… approving? But that couldn’t be. Joseph had never liked when I dated Asher. I guessed maybe Joseph wasn’t as hard on Lamar because they used to be friends. Or because they were teammates. Or maybe it had something to do with Lamar not having an Alpha lineage. Joseph had always felt inferior to Asher. He leaned closer, to speak to me alone without eavesdroppers. “You’re kidding me. You’ll be secretive about this, but not your baby?” Joseph’s grin turned sharp.

Carson murmured as he considered what had been said. “Now that you mention it, I noticed that Elder Joseph did not have a limp the other night,” Cole shared. “Why is that relevant?” I questioned. Carson looked to Cole, before looking at me. “Elder Joseph had been attacked by rogues when he was younger. He never gained full use of his leg again after that attack,” Carson stated quietly.

It had become my ritual at this point. Sitting there, waiting for me, was Caesar, the heir to Alfred, one of the Big 5 who controlled the city's underground. We had set up a meeting for a business proposal before I indulged myself for the night. Although we had collaborated on several deals, ones his father didn’t know about, Caesar and I were strictly business. No friendship. I don’t do friends. The moment I sat down across from him, he glanced at his golden Rolex watch. "You are fifty minutes late, Jay," he said.

Caesar wouldn’t survive a day in the Blades academy. “What a waste. You have not been training,” Casper taunted him. It was good to have something grandpa cherished dearly. Caesar was furious. Indeed Casper was tough but also arrogant. “You bastard. You took my inheritance.” “I fought for it.” Casper retorted instantly. “And I’ll kill you.” Caesar stood up and attempted to punch Casper but Casper punched him instead, Caesar fell unconscious. Casper stretched his hand towards Caleb and Caleb gave him the gun.

Otherwise, they would definitely have had an accident. Lucas held on tightly to the seat belt and looked at Joseph secretly. He had never seen Joseph in such a state of panic and acting so recklessly before. - Do you care a lot about Mia? Lucas asked. He knew that Joseph liked Mia, but he didn't expect that Mia could have such a deep impact on Joseph. Who was Joseph Cosey? He had taken over the leadership of the Summit Group at the age of twenty, and he was always calm, whether it was glory or humiliation. Over the decades, he had gone through many ups and downs, but he had never changed his expression during them.

Josephine vaguely recalled her third brother from her childhood memories. He never liked studying and would always skip class with her other brother. Seth was the one who did their homework. She was too young then, and many things had faded from her memory. Despite having numerous beautiful memories, she couldn't retain any of them. She grasped Josef's hand, "Josef ... Have you heard about Raymond?" "Raymond and Lewis are the same person, right?" Josephine nodded. It seemed he knew everything.

“And Joseph, if this is true, Donatus Richardson was never acting alone.” Joseph stared at the file in his hand. The final piece of the conspiracy had entered the light. But the nightmare was not over.

It wasn’t fear or hatred—it was something more complex. “He’s a wizard, Miss,” Veronica sighed heavily. “And besides, his birth is shrouded in disgrace. He’s the child of the late king and a witch who seduced him.” “But that’s not Carlos’s fault,” I said slowly. “I understand that we werewolves don’t trust wizards. But he’s still Caesar and Hommes’s brother, isn’t he?” “The elders wish Prince Caesar didn’t have such a brother,” Veronica whispered. “What are you two talking about?” The tent flap was suddenly thrown open.

Caesar followed the direction of the foot slowly and surely. Joe and Jean just looked at Caesar's strange behavior while looking at each other as if to say 'look at that idiot'. While Brian was still busy observing the corpse in front of him. Caesar walked further and further away from them. Passing the rows of women's restrooms on the right and left. The trail turned into one of the toilets which had the number eleven. Caesar followed the trail into the toilet. How surprised he was when he found the trail disappeared in front of the wall.