Caius Volturi Novels & Stories

Chapter 17 Valen Ravaryn. I stared at the name on the screen so long it stopped looking like letters and started looking like something else entirely — an accusation, maybe, or a door swinging open onto a room I wasn't ready to walk into. "That's not possible." Caius said it flat, immediate, the exact tone he'd used the first night I met him. "My father wouldn't do this." "Caius, it's right there. His own code—"

The young lady had a confused look in her eyes. "Did I scare you? I'm sorry, dear," She smiled at Caitlyn and rubbed her arm. Caitlyn gave a nervous smile. Herald cleared his throat. "You're one lucky girl, Caitlyn. The two meanest people in our family are being nice to you. You're lucky, I tell you." Madam Scarlett gasped dramatically. "Mean, you say? You call your mother mean? Herald!?" Herald scratched his neck. His lips gave a lopsided smile. "You're unbelievable! Caitlyn, " Madam Scarlett called as she turned back to Caitlyn. "Do not mind a word that rascal says, okay?" Caitlyn smiled and nodded.

She also had never engaged with a human or any other sifter before, so she did not know how to distinguish between the different races. “What do you mean?” Alinta asked nervously. “Apologies. Let me introduce myself. I am Dacian Cojocaru, a vespertillio,” he said with a smile, revealing his long canines. “Vespertillio? That means bat in Latin; he’s a vampire. Cool!” Angela exclaimed, intrigued. “Oh! I guess I can ask you the same thing then, seeing Mercurysburg is werewolf terrain,” Alinta said, now feeling more relaxed.

The vampire collapsed in a twitching heap, black blood steaming into the snow. Caius released it and spat, hackles raised. "Disgusting. Absolutely disgusting." "Focus," I snapped aloud. "How commanding." Valtheris said smiling. Caius bound toward us, tawny fur streaked in black, ready to flank. "I'm coming in." "NO." He skidded slightly. "Rowan-" "This is my fight. My own." Caius hesitated. Only for a heartbeat. The BloodBorn blinked once, slow. Curious.

It was an odd smell, the sweet milky scent of fresh coconuts combined with the musky smell of a nine-day-old carcass. "Excuse me?" He growled protectively, his own problem temporarily forgotten. "You're excused," the boy replied not taking his eyes off the girl who was more than shocked. "Atticus, who is this?" Caius' sister asked from behind him and it aggravated her brother more that Caia even cared enough to wanna know who it was. The eighteen-year-old vampire cleared his throat before he spoke. "Good evening auntie, cousins. This is Dasilva Dorin of the Dorin isles from the Vampire kingship lineage, heir to the throne."

They call him 'The King Of Beasts ' With the might of lightning and a single sway of his sword, he tore through space, defying time and gravity, with eyes glistening like the twelfth star. His presence commanded the forces aligned with the earth as everything fell under his command. The wind bellowed to his command, and the earth quaked at his arrival. Yes, The Lord Caesar Monsorrie was that being. The scent of the White water lily has always been his weakness ever since he grew to discover his sonship, but funnily enough, he is always drawn to it, unable to control the urge to always go crazy when it is in the same vicinity as him; it is similar to that of an addiction.

My hand moved instinctively to pull out my pulsing cock and stroke it until I felt completely drained but then I heard a knock. My head snapped toward the door and I went still instantly. Irritation flared, hot and immediate. “Enter,” I said coldly. The door opened without hesitation. “Kael.” The voice was familiar and I turned fully this time. Rio Vorthrane leaned casually against the doorframe as if he owned the place, which, unfortunately, he almost did. He was my cousin, my Beta and the single most insufferable man in my territory. His eyes flicked over me once and then a slow, knowing grin spread across his face.

She must think me a mug if she thought I was still going to want her after all the things she had done. "I, Luca Hind, Third in Command of the Darkness Pack, reject you, Charlotte Charles, as my mate," I spoke confidently and then walked out of the room without another look in her direction. She had done this and now she needed to live with the consequences of her actions.

Ivan yelled "Stupid little whore!" Alessandro smashed his gun against Ivan's head, making him whine. "Don't fucking speak to my wife like that you son of a bitch" Alessandro growled. I stabbed a small knife into Ivan's thigh making him cry out even more, sweat dripping down his forehead in agony. "Call me a whore again. I fucking dare you, you bastard," I yelled. Ivan didn't say anything he just groaned in pain. "You're so fucking sexy" Alessandro grabbing my waist and pecking my cheek.

I chuckled. "It's a free show. You're only seeing live what you watch on your phones anyway. And don't lie and say you don't," Tyce taunted us. We all laughed, immediately groaning from the pain it caused. "Blake, Alexander, Tyson, I owe all of you," Alpha Antoine spoke in his French Canadian accent. "Both Lune Nordique and Bois Sombre are at your disposal. Any time you need help, our warriors are yours." "That's all we ask," Alex responded. "You can never have too many friends when it comes to war."