Caesar Bl Novels & Stories

“But it is what you are. You may not remember the actions that led to all this, but you will soon enough. Everything that happened, all your anger and pain is being directed at the wrong people.” “Who am I supposed to blame then? Because somebody has to pay for it.” Gavrael said. “You are to blame. You started all of this.” Theia replied and he laughed. “How convenient. Am I supposed to trust the word of a Seer?” He asked with a mocking tone. “I have told you the truth. You can choose not to trust me, it won’t change the facts, neither will it make what needs to be done any easier.” Theia responded to him.

'Just who the hell is this guy? 100 MILES AWAY FROM FIRE-MOON PACK... Caesar was not looking forward to the meeting with his masters, entering the beautiful mansion with apprehension. On the outside, it looked like an ordinary estate, but it was one of the main gathering places for the rogues. The news on the latest events in the last five months was not good. They were not progressing anywhere. He still has not gotten any news from the rouges sent out yesterday to grab Lucy - Alpha Ryan's sister. It was a simple mission, quite easy to accomplish, but no news was heard yet. Saul is not going to be happy, and neither were his other master's. There were four of them excluding Saul. He had neve

he said slowly, "who had both the access and the motivation. One person who was close enough to the family to know about our grandfather's role, close enough to my mother to know what she had found, and powerful enough to have done what was done to her without leaving a trace." "Who?" Aurora asked. Lucien looked at her. "My father's oldest advisor," he said. "A man named Cael. Who has been dead for fifteen years by every official account." He paused. "The same man," he said, "who trained the first company of Hollow Riders."

He nodded his head and went outside and left her with sera as well as the old woman who no one sees as she wanders the room in the air, almost losing her mind about what is happening in front of her and thinking about what will happen when sera wakes up this time. Exactly what are you going to do. Caesar was trying to communicate with one of his family, so he tried to communicate with Liam first, and he actually contacted him. Liam jumped up from his seat when he heard Caesar's voice and said to him in all seriousness: Where have you been all this time?? Do you remember us now or what exactly? How do you do us this Caesar?

“For now, just let us get this done, yeah?” “I am curious about what THIS is.” The Lycan said as Leonardo opened the door for him. I kept my eyes on the man before taking a step toward him as I kept my arm around Daniella. I extended my hand to him, and he smiled, extending his to shake mine. “Alaric Klein, to what do we owe the honor?”

"I know your loyalty lies with my father, but as my confidant, I trust you to keep this between us until I’m ready to tell him. Can you do that, Levine?” Levine hesitated for a moment before giving a firm nod. “Of course. You can count on me.” Suddenly, a thought struck Caesar, and his eyes widened with realisation. “Speaking of confidants,” he said, “perhaps we should try another approach to getting the information we need from that lady.” Levine leaned forward, intrigued. “Do you... do you have another plan?” Caesar’s lips curled into a smirk, his confidence returning in full force. "Oh, I do,” he replied.

Caesar was furious, and the people around the living room were afraid to even breathe out loud. Next to him, Robbie quickly chastised, “Godfather, this Jim Todd is too shameless, but what should we do now? If this goes on, not only will it have a negative impact on Beyond Media, but it’ll also affect your personal reputation.” Caesar Bailey cherished his reputation the most. Such a person valued fame more than anything else. “I know,” Caesar said bitterly as he glared at Robbie. Right now, he wanted to know who the one behind this was.

The group of princesses behind me made a squeal as the young man sauntered out of the crowd into the clearing in the middle of the hall. “Deucalion,” I whispered, looking at the selected prince. I couldn’t see most of him from where I stood, but he had beautiful black hair just like Valerian just longer, reaching almost his waist. He wore a red jacket over a pair of red trousers. He caught my stare, and I instinctively turned back to the announcer. He pulled a parchment from the second box and having already been caught staring at the handsome prince, the thought of having the dance with him was no longer appealing.

It was certain I was facing extremely formidable people. I moved closer to Giselle, “I don't know if you know this, but I am not Zoldrick, or whoever you used to measure their strength. I am Caeser, son of Varyn and the heir to the throne. Say your goodbyes to your teachers when you still can. These might be the last beautiful moments you'll share together.” I said menacingly. Giselle laughed softly, “Now things are starting to get interesting. Well, I did try to warn you.. ”

"Sir, I think you might have gotten the wrong idea. We're in Morburn. This is Westeria. Not Dasha," said Caesar coldly. Wilbur smiled. "It doesn't matter where we are. Anyone who insults my people will have to pay the price. It's your call from here." Caesar was momentarily stunned. He was the head of security here, and there was a whole team of armed Special Forces officers at the door, yet this guy was threatening him?