Caesar Boondocks Novels & Stories

Barely a nick and yet the thought of it, enraged me. One centimeter of steel at a different angle and I would have arrived to a body. I had spent four hundred years without that thought mattering to me about anyone. Cade came around the corner with Reyes and Holst behind him. He took one look at the three shapes on the wet concrete and didn't reach for his phone. That was what I valued about Cade. He understood that some scenes needed a beat of silence before they needed a cleanup crew. "Victoria's people?" he asked.

“Keep it. Build me a house instead, in Downland Pack. That is where I shall live when I return.” Then he raised his hands, whispering words neither of them understood. His voice was low, ancient, powerful. A chill swept through the hut, followed by a strange peace. He blessed them and dismissed them. Mitch and Lucille stood, muddled with thoughts, shaken by truths they barely understood. With heavy hearts, they stepped out of the hut. Walking back through the path they came, they noticed the strange monkey-like creature was there again. It wasn’t close, but it leapt from tree to tree, always a little ahead of them.

I hadn't slept all through yesterday, and I didn't care. Sleep was the least of my concerns now. We finally pulled into a narrow driveway that led to a quiet, small cottage house tucked behind the woods. It looked abandoned from the outside, like an old building, but I knew someone lived in it. “What is this place?” I asked, my eyes darting around as Caesar pulled me out of the car. “This,” he said with his hands on my shoulders, “This is where your loyal Luca comes to hide what he truly values.” I was sincerely confused. It was like he was speaking in a strange language.

|| One Year Prior To The Present || Feeling the uncomfortable and seemingly neverending strain in his pants, Gabriel Nicholas Reid stood stiffly in front of the bulletproof, two-way floor to ceiling mirror glass doors standing between him and his personal office balcony, which overlooked the entire city of Vancouver, British Columbia.

The contents of the letter spoke of diplomatic talks, but Pandora was well aware that it was a ruse. Zariah cautioned against meeting Theoden, but Pandora understood that men like Theoden didn't easily accept rejection. She needed to stand firm. **** Days later, Caesar's eyes fluttered open, his breathing shallow and sluggish. He turned his head from side to side, searching for someone or something. He slowly pushed himself up, his legs unsteady as he took his first steps since the injury. Servants came upon him just outside his room, but Caesar didn't seem to recognize them. They tried to lead him back inside, but he growled at them in response.

He kept on going with himself, moving in circles. "What do you mean? Are you referring to Caesar?" Mordecai asked from behind once again and finally got his attention. He faced him but ignored his question. "Did you notice something when he walked in?" Azazel asked in a sly tone and with an evil grin on his face; as if he knew something, waiting patiently for Mordecai's reply. "On Caesar you mean?" He questioned completely lost as Azazel continued. "He had an unfamiliar scent when he stepped in amidst us, did you catch a whiff of it?"

At the unknown place, where there's no hope of living creatures except the harmful insects,the huge castle was seen. It located on the summit of the stony mountain that so called The Curse Mountain. The thunders and the stroke of lightning created lights around that creepy mansion. The poisonous insects climbed in its wall accompanied by the raindrops flowing on it. The thunderstorm getting louder and louder and the silence of the surrounding could make anyone to feel the chilling of their bones once they saw it.

As they drove in, Bella stared around in awe, they had not exaggerated when they had said the Del Gato compound was majestically built, because it was indeed, tall, very tall palm trees filled the area and a waterfall in it's midst. Bella stared around in amazement, her lips ajar. The car halted and she inhaled for a while ready to meet her Mr Man, her mother gave her a small kiss on the cheeks afterwards. "Dante Cassato himself" a thick masculine voice exclaimed. Bella turned to see the almighty Lorenzo walking majestically down the stairs, clapping.

Caesar didn't say anything, just gave a slight smile. Lola's concerns were not unfounded. As they drove through a lush forest of dawn redwoods, their path was blocked by a huge rock. Such a crude and obvious trap, designed to make them get out of the car. While cursing Caesar as an "idiot" in her heart, Lola watched him get out of the car at a leisurely pace. As expected, as soon as Caesar got out of the car, a group of teenagers armed with homemade weapons burst out from the forest, yelling and demanding, in their heavily accented language, that he raise his hands and leave all his money behind.