Cain The Conqueror Novels & Stories

KAI I stand motionless, enveloped by the ancient pines sprawling behind the Obsidian Shrine within the borders of the Silent Crest Grounds—the pack’s restricted burial terrain. Cain is positioned roughly ten feet ahead of me, his oversized dark lenses shielding his face from the first rays of dawn piercing the heavy timber canopy. The morning light isn't fully blinding yet, but he keeps them on to mask the lingering discoloration from Ethan's assault. The purple shadows aren't as severe as they were a few rotations ago, but they still carry the raw signature of the violence.

Even though they had hinted at the truth pretty clearly, she wanted to play it safe. Lindsay added, “Casey’s actually in a worse position than any of you. He’s been turned into a conduit for your family’s fortune, and he wasn’t meant to live a long life from the start. His future is not only uncertain but also marked by the recurring agony that comes with being a conduit—a kind of pain that most people could never endure.”

he would have to fight Kirou. While Cain wasn't a part of the initial squad that got decimated or the second squad that got ambushed en route as reinforcements, he had personally checked out both sites. Just from the remaining damage to the area, Cain could picture just how strong Kirou was. And this was before he found out that Kirou was a Weapon Master. That tidbit of information was the deciding factor for him to betray Jackson and his squad, ironically enough.

*ASA TRINE* There was a roar of whispers following us. “Who is that girl with Cain?” “Is he kidnapping her?” “By the way, she isn’t struggling against him could it be that he has done something to her?” Cain had a reputation in this pack. The reputation of a killer and a dangerous man. He was the most skilled fighter in the entire pack and wasn’t a person who liked entertaining anyone. Therefore, though famous, people usually misjudged him.

Cain was furious. "How dare they!" he roared. "Who would dare hire assassins to kill my son? What's their name?" Cain finally realized that an invisible hand was pulling the strings and setting everything in motion, while he was the pawn on the chess board. Cain was the overlord of Silverton and king of Silveraberg. Other than the powers in Uppersea and Imperia, there was almost no one he feared. And yet now his son was dead, and he had been played like a pawn.

His voice was clipped, his expression unreadable as he turned and walked away. After leaving the city, Cain shifted into his dragon form, sleek orange and black scales catching the light as he soared toward the royal villa. Mikan had summoned him after receiving a message from Puc. Cain’s stomach tightened. The thought of facing Trace after the night he’d just spent with his daughter was enough to make him wish he’d stayed in hiding.

"Your plan is insane. I won't let you execute my mate just because you're too afraid to see that supernatural beings aren't your enemy." "They killed your mother. Took her from me before you even got to know her. How can you defend them after what they did?" "Hunters killed my mother. The same hunters you're working with now. You've allied yourself with the people who murdered your wife all because they promised they could take away what makes me special. What makes me powerful." Cain appeared behind Marcus moving with the silence of a predator. Marcus didn't even know he was there until Cain's hand shot out and knocked the rifle from his grip. The weapon hit the ground and slid away as Cain

"He's been harvesting my blood for ten years to create super-soldiers. Wolves he can control. Wolves that don't question orders." The thin guy, Ghost, pulled out a tablet, fingers flying across the screen. "Holy shit. I've heard rumors about Apex but I thought—" "It's all real," I cut him off. "It’s all real” Cain's face had gone blank. The kind of blank that meant he was processing something that just changed everything. “Sorry to disappoint, brother in law,” my voice dripped with unhidden sarcasm, “but I'm not the pampered princess you expected, just like Elena, I'm a victim too.”

"No. They'll execute you. They'll execute us both. Marcus wins, the coup succeeds, everything we've.." "Marcus didn't do this." Daemon met his eyes, held them, forced Cassian to see the certainty there. "Marcus is in custody. This is someone else. Someone who wants me to panic, to confess, to hand them the throne without a fight." He covered Cassian's hand with his own, pressed it tighter against his arm. "I won't give them that. But I also won't hide anymore. Not from the council. Not from the kingdom. Not from anyone."

Mustafa who is now with Zoe wants to live a new life again after going through hell in his marriage with Cassie but with the children they have standing in the way, how does he function properly as the husband to Zoe and as a father to the children he has with Cassie? Cassie is left to deal with the misery, trying to patch all of the broken pieces together after so much has been ruined. Would she ever get a renewal of love and life itself when there's unprecedented polyandry standing in the way? Aren't you excited for this??? Ooh la la! Until next time, see you in The Captor, sequel to The Captive! One more thing, you can read The Captive on GoodNovel now and you can also purchase it on Okad