Caius Ff Novels & Stories

As for Frank, he desperately grabbed the hands of the specialists, begging to know if there was any hope for him. All the specialists shook their heads with regret. "It’s too late. The only option to save your life is castration." "No way! Everything was fine last time! Did Janet bribe you to do this to me on purpose? How can someone as healthy as me end up a eunuch?!" Unfortunately, no one could save him now.

I still know who I am with and right now, she is talking about Cyrus, and I am all too focused to even think about my state. "I knew he was a coward." She blurted out. "Why did you say so?" I asked as I hiccupped. "Well, he knows he can't fight the bond but him, being the mighty Alpha that he is, he stupidly tries to defy what the Moon Goddess had offered him." I can't relate to every word she was saying. There goes the ALPHA word again. I wonder if that is what they mean as CEO. "I can't understand a word you're saying." I told her honestly as I played the rim of the glass with the tip of my forefinger.

Caius continued, his voice gentler, "I hope you will approve. Because Nova loves you more than anything, and your opinion matters to her. Which means it matters to me." I studied him for a long moment. Derek had already vouched for him—quietly, carefully, knowing I'd need to make my own assessment. But Derek's judgment was sound. Caius was steady where Nova was storm, patient where she was impulse, calm where she was chaos. "Fine," I said. "But if you—" "You'll burn me alive. Yes. Nova already gave me that speech. Also something about castration with a rusty spoon." He smiled slightly. "You two really are twins."

A final verdict? Caius took a step into the room. The faint light from the window caught his features. Lynn’s breath hitched. Caius looked… ravaged. His face was pale, etched with deep lines of exhaustion. Dark circles bruised the skin under his eyes, which held a hollow, haunted look. His usually impeccable hair was disheveled, as if he’d been running his hands through it repeatedly. And Lynn caught it then—the faint, sharp scent of expensive whiskey clinging to him, not the smell of celebration, but of solitary, desperate consumption.

It is breathtaking. The rogue, his name, I learn quickly, is Caius, trembles as his body begins to respond. Flesh knits, burns fade, and the silver-inflicted wounds close before my eyes. It is meticulous, not instantaneous, but undeniably effective. Even Koa allows himself a rare look of awe. Zenith’s eyes are steady, focused, and kind. “Almost there,” she whispers. “You’re safe, Caius. You can let go now.”

I hissed, already frustrated by how things seemed not to be going my way at all when there was a knock at the door. "Who?" "It's Caius. Can I come in?" I looked at the door. Of all of them, Caius was the one my nervous system had the most straightforward relationship with. He didn't push me the way Lucien would nor did he carry the specific weight that Dorian carried into every room he entered. He didn't have Riven's particular brand of chaos. He was just Caius. A warm and precise person, the kind who would make you feel understood without exposing you.

If only they knew that I would rather be in Bora Bora enjoying my teen years than rule a bunch of stubborn goats masked as wolves. "If you could see the resemblance between my brother and father, surely your eyes are working fine enough to notice the same with Alpha King Alexander and Valeria. Besides, these are certified by three independent labs," Caius replied, his voice ice-cold. "But if you want to waste your time and money, go ahead and do it." Caius always had a way of making other feel stupid in a subtle way and I loved it. Teach me your ways, master. "I see you came to pick a fight," Beard Guy growled.

Naima ~ The young nobleman before me was my perfect type. Blonde, blue-eyed, entirely too easy to toy with, and most importantly, innocent. I let my fingers glide over his hard lean chest, his skin was so warm. His had told me his name was Caius. Cute name… even cuter smirk. “You’re quite forward, aren’t you?” hs eyes crinkled at the sides as a smile stretched his lips. I let out a soft hum as I tilted my head and dragged my nails down his arm. “Would you rather I play shy for you?”

She said with a smile… He nodded with a smile and he then came on top of her… “Why do I feel like spending the whole day here with you?” He said with a naughty smile… “You perverted mind” She said and made to stand up but he pulled her back and pinned her hands above her head. He then claimed her lips and kissed her deeply and intensely… __________ “Have the men prepared, in about a day from now, we're going in for a fierce war” Cassius said. “Alright Master” Paolo said and went away… *I need to visit that old woman right now* Cassius said and immediately disappeared, and appeared in her house…

Flirts shamelessly. When that song ends, Caius is waiting. He doesn't say anything. Just takes my hand and moves. He's the best dancer. Smooth, controlled, effortless. "You're good at this," I say. "I'm good at everything I do." "Modest too." Almost a smile. "I don't believe in false modesty." "What do you believe in?" "Control. Strategy. Winning." "And me? Do you believe in the bond?" He's quiet for a moment. "I believe the Moon Goddess has a plan. Whether I like that plan is irrelevant."