Cain The Conqueror Novels & Stories

Cain was covered in wounds, his face white as paper, on the verge of collapse. But Vivienne was secure in his arms. Not a scratch on her. He looked up at me. After seven days of hell, his eyes were startlingly clear. And floating in that clarity was a thin, cold edge of mockery. "Satisfied, Wren?" My nails dug deep into my palms. "Satisfied." Then, very quietly, I said one more thing. "Cain, I'm letting you go." The wind was too loud. He didn't hear me. Almost in the same second, my phone lit up. An official notification from the Alpha Council filled the screen:

However, there were many scars on his arms, and they reminded me that regardless of how at ease Ren acted when he was with me, the man before me is one of the most notorious conquerors of our time. I didn’t know how many empires rose and fell at his hands… “What are you thinking about? You’ve gone silent on me again…” Ren asked in a whisper, his eyes still closed. “I…was just thinking that the battlefield is a very dangerous place…” I replied softly, while trying to keep my eyes away from his scars.

I heaved as I spoke. “Logan I...” “Let me finish,” I cut him off. “I was...I mean I am still Logan Pierce, and I know I’m incredible. But since all this mess, everyone thinks I just use Gavin as a short cut. I know using him is easy except I’d have to pay in another way, but I don’t want that. I want to prove that I’m capable on my own. That I’m not a whore who sucks dicks for money.” I blurted the words out because it was weighing heavily on me.

Four: The Revenge I feel like I went back in time to a few days ago when my mom was murdered. I couldn't believe i was looking at the same eyes that belong to the person who murdered my mother. He was sitting just a table away from me. I looked him straight in the eye and he smirked. He got not one, but two slaves beside him. Nolan, that's his name. I took a fork with me and covered it under my arms. I was just about to get up from my seat when i realized Greyson was looking at me, slightly concern.

I asked in return. "Anyway joor, just give me the full gist abeg." "Okay. The most important thing you need to know is that I didn't get the contract." "Why na? I thought you said you had everything under control? What happened then?" "A devil and his assistant happened." "All this half half gist, I don't like it oo, just tell me all that happened." How do you tell your kid sister who sees you as a demigod that you were outsmarted by another being.

“Don’t get smart with me Ryan, what’s this about?” “Mr. Abercrombie called it. He saw your latest outing in Page Six.” Ugh, that asshole, Hunter, is a member of the board and my archnemesis He has a problem with my lifestyle and even implied I was too loose when I propositioned him when we first met. Archaic ass believes only men may sleep around, while women are supposed to pretend to be wholesome virgins. “He’s tried this before. Nothing will come of it.”

Robin replied getting very curious about what was so special about this The Conquest List. "The Conquest List is a game Evans, Joe, Miller and I play every six months. We tabulate the number of girls we have slept with in the last six months and the person with the highest number gets to win whatever he wants. We also bet on girls and how long it would take to bed them." "What? You're so disgusting. How could you be playing such a disgusting game? Who owns this avatar called AXY?" Robin frowned, feeling sick after hearing what he said.

The battle ahead would be fierce and perilous, but as long as we faced it together, there was a chance, a glimmer of light in the darkness, that we would emerge victorious. Cain's shock at Constantine's ruthless proclamation had given way to a fierce determination. He paced back and forth in our hidden sanctuary, his every step echoing the resoluteness in his heart. With newfound abilities coursing through his veins, he was transformed, not just physically but also in spirit.

Chase's explosive punch sent Cain hurtling through the air. "It's over for you. Surrender now!" Chase's voice rang cold as he closed in again, employing the devastating Conqueror's Crushing Technique. His palms struck Cain's back, shattering his spine. Cain spat a mouthful of dark blood, his face turning deathly pale. "Y-You broke my bones?" Cain's voice quivered, his eyes bloodshot. "If you had submitted earlier, I might've spared you," Chase said calmly. "Spare me?" Cain burst into maniacal laughter, his gaze filled with deranged killing intent. "In that case, we'll both perish today!"

Regardless, everyone knew it was unwise to do or say anything that would get under his skin. Caine was among the deadliest and most cunning warriors on both sides of the conflict. They had heard all the stories from the Morennos’ initial crusade; from the assault on the Ravennites’ village in the valley to the attempts to push them deeper into the mountains, the stories of Caine’s ruthless prowess as a combatant was cringe-worthy to the ear. The Domineer was not sure which was more disturbing; his cold-blooded fighting charisma, or the fact that he seemed to feel absolutely nothing when he unleashed it on those he once called his friends and family.