Caesar Lost Novels & Stories

"I can't wait either." Celeste watched her. She thought about the night she told the rouge where where to find Ivy. About what she'd told herself — that Alec had chosen Maya, that she had nothing left, that the packs future was worth more than a child's safety. About how wrong that was. How completely, irreversibly wrong. Now that child was here in the dark making promises to her son about frogs. Celeste looked at the lamp. She didn't trust her face. "I've been thinking about his name," Celeste said. She looked at the window for a moment. "I had a brother. Before the Alliance. Before any of this. His name was Asher." A pause. "He died in the territory fights. He was nineteen."

At the same time, Noctis rescued an injured little fox, who later became Sylvara. The four of us lived together for ten years. But in the 11th year, Isolde suddenly disappeared. No matter how hard the three of us searched high and low, we couldn't find her. Later, we learned that she had been sacrificed by someone claiming to be a Grand Mage. Before we could avenge her, the immortals discovered the Cosmic Tree. Noctis and I were taken away and imprisoned in the Novem Skies, while Sylvara was driven out of Mount Everspire.

We're in the banquet in a swift second. "Victor, I need to talk to you in private. You can leave your loyal subjects here. Let them have some fun. It's not good to abuse our subordinates, right?" I just nodded but I knew well he was up to something so I gave my loyal subjects an alarm at once. "Use your powers when it's necessary!" "Yes, My King!" they all replied in chorus making my ears flutter. Caesar brought me to his secret garden. An area located just behind the banquet hall but was covered with burnt clay bricks and a secret passage that had a code. That's how peculiar Caesar was. He thought this setup could protect him from his enemy...but he was wrong!

Anything. Caesar stumbled backwards when he saw Luca’s chest heave out a steady breath. Axel and Roxanne crowded him after confirming he was very much alive, his wound sealed completely. Above them, the skies cleared. The battlefield held its breath. Because the war was over. But not without claiming its price.

Caesar didn't even realize it until after an intense pain shot forth from his hands. To his shock, his arms were blown to pieces. All that was left of them were the stubs at his shoulders. The blood flowing like an opened faucet at both mangled ends of the stubs was the only thing hinting at the terrible situation that had happened. "It can't be. This shouldn't have been possible!" Caesar flew into madness. The Flame Monarch approved of him, and he was one of the Royal Guards. As a Grandmaster Realm fighter, he couldn't believe he couldn't fight back against a doctor.

she said. The healer left. --- That night, I held Amara in the dark. The pup kicked. She pressed my hand to her stomach. I felt the flutter, stronger now, more insistent. Our legacy, I thought. Our future. Ours. "Damon." "Yeah?" "We need to talk about Kael." The warmth in my chest cooled. "What about him?" "He's not going to stop. Not while we're happy. Not while we have something to lose." "I know."

Caesar looked at Cecil’s men downstairs as they ordered his slaves around and he wished that he could just turn them, but if he did, he would also lose his friendship with Cecil. No, he had to find rogue wolves that didn’t know anything about the war. He also wasn’t going to waste any more time this time. He would take them straight to the crossroads demon. After the last fight, he realized that he needed all his men to be as strong as he was if he was going to win. He was the king of the damn werewolves after all. Who would dare defy him?! He stood up and made his way downstairs, meeting Magnus on the way.

“I wanted to see if you were keeping contact with someone in private.” Caeser blinked and sunk down calmly into his chair. “What did you mean, son? I have a lot of contacts from the war.” “Dowson is outside.” Caeser sat up, suddenly erect in his seat. A smile cracked over his face and he laughed. “Dowson is dead. He died in the war, I told you this—“ “Enough,” I snapped. My voice was a low, deep rumble that echoed from his chamber walls. “Tell me the truth. Did you capture a human girl?”

"You have my account details, guys. Send me my money." Caesar looked between his friends, wondering what was going on. They'd made a bet about the reason he'd decided to stay at his hotel? He couldn't blame them though because he'd have done the same with either one of them. "Dude, you just lost me a hundred grand," Jacob whined, scowling at Caesar. "It's not like you can't afford it," Caesar smirked. "Besides, shouldn't I be the one scowling at the three of you for making fun of me?"

Cesar, who was returning to the pack after inspecting the scene of the accident, said he approached him and put his hand on his shoulder to make Xavier look at him lost “Alpha, are you okay?” Caesar said worriedly from the pale alpha features, to say the other “ I lost her, she won't come back" He said in disbelief as he looked around, as if he was looking for her, Caesar's features changed to extreme anxiety “Alpha, what's wrong with you” But he was in another world, mumbling lost “My Astraea, don't go, don't leave me, sorry, forgive me, don't leave, my love, come back.” He fell to the ground crying and fall a part, and the pain inside him, he felt that he was turning to ashes