Caesar Boondocks Novels & Stories

You know what they say about curiosity and the cat, so I ask, “ I’ve never heard y’all use these nicknames. Jase is Alpha. Ran is Oscar. Lock is Hotel.” “I’m Sierra and Wes is Charlie. Unjumble the codes, baby. What does it spell?” Arson is the one to answer me. I think about it for a minute. If I go military code, each word is a letter, and those letters spell C.H.A.O.S. Weston Chancler is Charlie. Lachlan Hartley is Hotel. Jase Alto is Alpha. Ransom Oaks is Oscar. Arson Skaggs is Sierra. Wow, talk about a double-connotation acronym.

It was on gold and I knew immediately that it had to do with life and death. I opened it, with my heart beating so fast. I read the address and instantly raised my head. " The Lunar Dominion Pack sent this?" I raised the letter up. " They did, and that's after we came to an agreement on how to end the war" the council leader said. I looked at it and began to read. It was a marriage proposal. What the hell was going on? " A blood marriage?" I raised my head and looked at them. " Yes, that's the only way to save our lives and cheat the curse that has been placed on us. We have to find a way to stop the war, and a blood marriage will be the best, witnessed by the Moon Goddess and done under the

“There’s a draft here. I can smell something.” I stepped closer, my heartbeat quickening with every passing moment. “We’re not alone?” I whispered, dread creeping in. Cade shook his head. “It doesn’t smell like a person. But something's definitely there.” He reached beneath the cabinet, his fingers feeling along the edges until a soft click echoed through the silence. Then, a small piece of the floor shifted. He pulled it open. A trapdoor. “What the hell,” I breathed, astonished. Cade didn’t fully open it yet. He glanced back at me, his expression serious. “Stay behind me.”

Boo catapulted out of nowhere, down the dock and I threw myself in front of Landry. “They are fine,” I assured him. Sensing what often happened, between Bri and the dog. I didn’t want Landry to overreact. “Boo just wants her orders,” I told him his eyes observing Bri stoop to the ground, cupping her face. Eyes intent on each other she kissed the dog's snout before Boo licked her once and ran to sit at the front door. Our last line of defense, a Catahoula cur.

Or trusts me less? "That's why I hate love … or romantic liking. So treacherous. Sex is simple and the effect is immediate," Rhonda said. She took the first sip of her coffee. "Mmm … This is so acidly fresh! What's this?" "Aceh Gayo. The Boss gave it to me." "Rhonda …" "Yes?" "The Trelleco Indonesian project is a game-changer for us, for Abalido and Quinaeros. It will seriously put us on the international map."

Louie, sitting behind the two, patted their backs in a reassuring tone. “It’s all over now guys, and we haven’t gotten busted. Have we?” “That was really close,” Ivan said as he ignited the engine and took off from the spot they now seemed t dread the most.The sun sank behind the horizon, revealing a vivid orange as they made the drive further to Lakewood. Silence, once again became the order of the evening as Patrick took the wheel. By 11pm, Louie who had taken the final wheel pulled the entirely different dared to the cabin’s porch, when they arrived at the old cabin. They were supposed to be excited, but fatigue cut them short. For all the money in the world, they would have had never ima

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.

His emerald eyes glowed with a dangerous calm as they fixed on me. Two more guards flanked him, guns drawn but lowered at his signal. The injured guard straightened, wiping blood from his face. “Boss, he…” Caelum raised a hand, silencing him. He stepped into the lounge, every step of his gave me the chills I never felt before. I backed away until my spine hit the wall. My chest heaved with fury and exhaustion. “Stay away from me, you arrogant mortal! I am not your pet. I am not your toy to dress and threaten and touch as you please!”

CALLUM The Cedar Ridge ski resort is a winter tourist trap that sits just outside the edge of the six-pack’s territory, owned and operated by the six shifter packs that reside within. Since we generally keep to ourselves, the ski resort was built as an income stream to keep our towns afloat, as well as the Cedar Ridge brewery just down the road. The ski resort is shuttered in the summer months, but the brewery is open all year round so we have consistent revenue. It’s a smart setup, but it also tempts us into wandering off-territory more than we probably should.

In the next moment, Caesar managed to see what he wanted. It was a bead. However, it terrified him. “It’s actually Mother Chaos!” “Roar!!!” He struggled to get out of Alex Rockefeller’s mind palace. He was horrified. There was no way he could’ve ever expected this pest’s mind palace to be actually hiding Mother Chaos inside. However, it was too late when Caesar attempted to escape. Within Mother Chaos, a golden light emitted from the shattered bead that allowed Alex to acquire Brahma’s Supreme Touch. A suction force directly sucked Caesar’s ghost emperor’s spiritual body inside. Caesar disappeared instantly.