Novel & Cerita Caius In The Twilight Saga

was all him and Taylor said before heading out into the kitchen. I laugh as I set Carrie down so she could go play in the living room. I go to start the green beans when there is a knock on the door. Dom gets up to answer it but I tell him I'll get it. I open the door to find Dom's twin brother, Darius, and Darius's wife Toni and their daughter Tonya, and their son Drake. Tonya is sixteen and Drake is seventeen. Behind them is Dom's brother and his family is Dom's parents, Danika and Tom.

He had crossed a line. Finally, Caius looked at Lynn, his gaze sharp enough to cut glass. All traces of the patient instructor, the pragmatic ally, were gone. This was the man who had orchestrated a company’s destruction. This was Oswald Evans’s son. “He’s not just threatening her,” Caius said, his voice low and absolutely flat. “He’s declaring war.” He walked around the desk, his movements fluid and predatory. He stopped in front of Lynn, not to comfort him, but to deliver a verdict.

Because her power, Lisa’s power, rolled through me like ice water and wildfire intertwined, crawling up my spine, into my lungs, into the marrow of my bones. My wolf rose. Not in fear. In warning. In recognition. Connected in a way I didn’t understand. Didn’t want to understand. Xavier stepped between me and the doorway, muscles tensed, every instinct ready to kill. But I knew… we were already too late. Lisa hadn’t just arrived. She was announcing the beginning. Of the hunt. Of the war. Of the unraveling. And as the air stilled, as the lights flickered, as the echo of her whisper bled into silence, I felt it down to the core of me:

“Let him go.” The velvety, rich voice cuts into Stephan’s sentence like a knife to softened butter. Stephan flinches at the same terrifying voice that manages to bring me relief. It’s Caius. My vampire. “Afraid I can’t do that,” Stephan says. “Boss’ orders, you see.” Caius lowers the hood of his cloak to reveal red orbs of insatiable fury. His features are menacing against the moonlight, and he turns slowly to face Stephan and me.

Calix said persistently. I turned and throw daggers at him, and he knew to keep his fucking mouth shut before I threw him out of the car. I was already furious that Caius stepped into my engagement to fill in for me. I believe he must have swallowed extra guts after taking his usual strains. Otherwise, why the hell would he think I would let him marry the woman who had tormented me with her existence even before she was conceived? The anger in me rises every time I think about how frequently my first cousin changes his women. From Lycans to she-wolves, to vampires then witches. It didn't help that he lived off the Territory and was a bassist in a famous band.

On the other hand, Dustine's life never been so wonderful there's always fighting and chaos everywhere he looked but because of Dawn and their kids, Solana and Kiran which means 'sunshine' and 'ray of light', they're indeed the brightest gift for them even though they preferred hiding in darkness. Darkness where they found each other's comfort and hide the identity that in reality won't ever be accepted and remain as fantasy. They were once afraid of light and always will be, but if it's the light that gave for them they will never want to hide in the darkness of pain, silence and fear. They wanted to be sought by Solana and Kiran's light forever and conquer the darkness that pushed them int

“Dear, Callius is dominant and does what he wants. His heart is the only influence that moves him, just as Caius’s cold rationality leads his decisions. You have no fault for what happened here. I just urge you caution.” “What do you mean?” “Back in the Great War, Caius was our greatest general. The deabru shook with terror just at the whisper of his name. With their darkest magic, they tried to kill him once and for all. It didn’t work, though. All their magic did was tear his soul in two, leaving him with two broken pieces. Two pieces that are always born into twin brothers. Together they manage to function more or less normally, though they have only a fraction of Caius’s original strengt

“That was my life… I broke it off with Evangeline! I threw her out! You’re the only one in my heart now! Why would you trample on it like this?” “Because it’s tainted.” I turned my back on him, leaving him with nothing but my cold, resolute silhouette. “Looking at anything related to you makes me sick. Get out. Don’t make me have the guards throw you out like the trash you are.” … But I had underestimated Caius’s obsession. Or rather, his capacity for self-pity. He didn’t leave. For the next month, Caius became the biggest joke in the New Orleans dark world.

I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding, my heart still racing as I glanced between Lucian and Caius. “What now?” I asked, my voice shaky. Caius’s smile didn’t falter. “Now? Now, we leave. But don’t think for a second this is over.” His eyes flicked to Lucian, dark and dangerous. “You’ll have to answer for your actions, Lucian. And next time, you won’t have your little pet to save you.” And just like that, Caius turned, his two wolves following him as they disappeared back into the fog.

He let me go so fast I stumbled. He turned his back, running a hand through his hair. “Just… be careful,” he muttered, the fight gone from his voice, replaced by a tired strain. ** A few days later, the answer came from Bloodfang. Thorne read the scroll in his study, his face growing darker with each word. He threw it on the table in front of me. I picked it up. Caius said yes. He would come for the peace summit. But he was bringing Sylvia. Not just as his Luna. As his true mate and top advisor.