Caius Twilight Novels & Stories

The sun gently falls across his face, caressing it with delicate finesse. Everything about him is beautiful. I study his features, high cheek bones beneath haunting eyes. Each one is chiseled perfection, the flawless molding of an immortal man carved of marble flesh. His muddy, red eyes meet my gaze, the color reminds me of our night together, and the healing bite marks prickle with heat on the side of my neck. “You should still be sleeping,” Caius murmurs, breaking our gaze to stare out at the sky. “I’m not tired,” I say, clutching the blanket to my chest and nodding to the view. “Besides, when was the last time we got to just sit and watch the sunrise?”

Pushing open my office door, I found Caius lounging lazily in my leather chair, his boots propped up on the mahogany desk and his eyes closed as if he owned the entire dominion. He heard my footsteps echo across the floor but didn't even bother to crack an eyelid. "Do you always stroll into the dominion whenever the mood strikes you, Luna Elowen?" Ignoring his arrogant sarcasm, I dropped my satchel onto the couch and sank heavily into the cushions. Lyanna hurried back in, placing the warm milk on the low table before asking, "Shall I pull up the audit ledgers for the Thorncroft Alpha Dominion?" I shook my head, took a slow sip of the milk, and fixed my gaze on Caius. "I assume you already re

And now that McCoy’s are at the rock, all thanks to fucking Hall, they did that. When I enter my bedroom, Inessa is on the bed, the lights are off, the city lights and the moon are the ones that brighten the room a little to see the things. I don’t have any energy in my body, so I slam on the bed without changing my clothes, I need to take a shower, these clothes have been on my torso for 20 hours now, but I am not in the state to think all these right now.

I was in a mess. Somehow, I walked to the bathroom and took a warm shower before getting into bed and passing out for the day. At noon, I called Caleb and told him to meet me in my apartment immediately. Ten minutes later, Caleb was here sitting on the kitchen counter with me. While I was consuming honey lemon water for my hangover, that bastard was enjoying a glass of my favorite champagne with a smile of triumph that I hated most. “What happened? I never saw you in this way. Who robbed you, Nathan?” He laughed.

“I know if it is BS or not, but it just proves that they are dangerous and should not be provoked.” Twilight was about to speak but stilled, her expression froze but a few words still managed to escape her mouth. “...It's too late.” “Huh?” Everyone was about to ask what does she mean but when they turned towards her, they saw Twilight being held by a man in a headlock, with gun pointing at her head. “Who are you?! Unhand our Captain, now!” Patrick shouted, pointing a gun back to the man. Gracea also activated her ice daggers

Liam assured and hugged her. It was 6 months already, and Elena was still at the restaurant. Although Elena was tired of working there, she wanted something different and she hoped for something better. Elena was denied entrance to Harvard where she dreamt of schooling. She was a minority and needed an adult to represent her. It was pretty hard. , she had no one to turn to. she worked and saved up till she turned and tried her best to make sure she did well. Elena was at work when two pretty ladies walked in. They were both dressed in exotic and expensive trending wear. One was a white girl with black short ponytail hair, dressed up in gold pants and a strapless top with black heels, the oth

She zoomed it in and the gibberish became more readable to her. Bingo. "This is why people can't stand you, Morsen. You're a creep—" "Goodman," she called out, saving the lectures from Ivana. Her heart continued to beat with anticipation as she reads it. "Did Fresco say anything about numbers?" "Numbers? What numbers?" Ivana shuffled at her side and pored over her shoulder to see what she meant. "That looks pretty damn phony. It's just numbers, Morsen. You really think it has a connection with this?" Ivana shook her head with disappointment and slammed her notebook. "Damn, you're always full of nonsense." Already apathetic of what Paige had figured out, Ivana left her alone and went back ins

“Oh, you think you’re a man right. just wait till tomorrow morning and see if you would be able to get up from bed” “I’m a man and I can withstand whatever pain, menstruation wants to throw at me” Liam added, crossing his hands around his chest. They both laughed happily. The air around them was no longer filled with hostility. There was this lovely aura around them. They were lost in themselves that they lost track of time. They kept chatting on and on until the footsteps behind them distracted their attention. They both turned around to see William trailing slowly towards them. “Sir, it’s 2 hours past midnight. We should be headed home” William suggested curtly.

Caisen turned his gaze to Lucian. “You,” he said slowly, eyes narrowing. “What did you do to him?” Lucian didn’t answer. He didn’t have to. The smirk said it all. “Oh my god,” Caisen breathed. “He’s walking like he just gave birth. Did you break him?” I buried my face in my hands. “Kill me now.” “Hey, no shame,” Caisen said, now shoveling waffles into his mouth while still somehow managing to be dramatic. “Just didn’t expect my twin to walk in here looking like a post-war survivor. Respect.”

The next morning, just as I was about to leave the house, Rosie stepped in front of me with her brows furrowed. “Evan, this is a critical time. You can’t go out!” I looked at her calmly, my voice as cold as ice. “Where I go is my business. Move!” The sound of an entertainment news broadcast floated from the TV at that moment. “Shocking! The Quinn Group’s general manager has been caught plagiarizing groundbreaking research! How will the rising star of the scientific world fight back?”