Caius Volturi Novels & Stories

He headed to the bathroom to have a soothing bathe. I sat up. I buried my head in my hand as I wailed In frustration. There was no way a time could understand how I felt even if my heart was ripped apart and checked thoroughly. I hit the bed silently a million times. Nevertheless, I made sure that Alpha Magnus was unable to hear my screams as well. Immediately, I heard the silent whisper of my wolf as she purred. Caius Vortan What does Caius Vortan have to do with now? I asked

This was a power, a power that had been locked away for a very long time. I hadn’t even had the time to recognize the unusual energy when suddenly I smelt three powerful, seducing scents, completely washing away the scent of the top-notch alphas. The strong scents of cedar wood, wet earth, and smoldering coal intoxicated me to such an extent that my wolf bellowed out in frenzy. The whole hall fell dumbstruck as the two solid heavy doors flung open and three enormous, appalling figures appeared. Caius, Ronan, and Lucien Voss.

For a moment, he just stood there with furrowed brows, his orbs fixed on the cover. “Zombies are Real?” he read, tapping his fingers on the book. Taking a deep breath, he averted his gaze to the books seated next to them. Using his free hand, he grabbed one. “Supernatural Being.” With his lips curled, he scanned them from back-to-front cover. Immediately after, his mind drifted without prior warning. Something about the titles probed his guts. He just didn’t know what. Should he believe these zombies and supernatural beings were true? If not, how could he explain what he’d seen the night before?

he said, his voice low and dangerous. Caius. The name sent a jolt of recognition through me, and I remembered it from the stories I’d read in the library—the old tales of the wolves who ruled Blackthorn Ridge from the shadows. Caius. One of the pack leaders. And Lucian had pissed him off. “Oh, I think I do,” Caius said, his smile sharp. “You see, you’ve broken the rules, Lucian. You’ve stepped out of line. And now it’s time to face the consequences.”

Violet POV I stared at the signed contract when I woke, finally believing it wasn’t a dream, I have reread it for the fifth time now and I didn’t know what prompted this generosity from Aleksei but I knew it had nothing to do with genuinety. 20% SHARES TRANSFERRED BY ALEKSEI CARMENE FROM CARMENE LTD TO VIOLET VALE CARMENE. The first thing that came to my mind was to hire Antonio as my right hand man, I needed him close by, someone whose loyalty wasn’t bought with the Carmen coin. I dialed his number and he picked at the first ring .

I think it's him. I turned to Priya. "Who is that?" She followed my eyes and something crossed her face. "That's Caius. Don't look him in the eye he is dangerous." "And." "And he is the second son." She lowered her voice even though we were surrounded by noise. "He's different from his brother. Different from everyone here actually. He's a hybrid Zara. Half werewolf, half vampire. Vampires are our enemies so nobody really likes him here and he has this dark energy around him so everyone avoids him."

The absence of air made it even more difficult to perceive any sounds coming from the burst of volcanos on the ground. A sharp light gleamed in the center of the stone altar for a brief moment. A grotesque creature appeared and manifested from the light. It was around 10 meters in height, his body structure was almost a lot like a dense Black-Octopus with a human-like head. The shape of his head and his tentacle were not in proportion.

“Because I want answers. You’re going to give them to me. All of them.” He turned away, jaw tight. But he kept walking. I followed. “Was it him?” I asked. “The old man in that chamber. The one you called ‘my lord.’ Was he the one who cursed you?” Caius’s shoulders tensed, but he didn’t stop this time. “Yes,” he said eventually, voice hoarse. “He wasn’t always like that. Once, he was... something else. A god among monsters. He offered power. Promised freedom. Told me he could fix what I’d lost.”

“Aster Likaya, Captain of the Zeraph Republic Voltiir Corps. Serial number 3349-88766.Aster Likaya, Captain of the Zeraph Republic Voltiir Corps. Serial number 3349-88766.” She repeated the phrases in her head, desperate to focus on something that didn’t involve the seeing numbness that had overtaken her body. The death of one Druid and the departure of another had weakened the vine wall that was separating them from their vessel.

Just barely. I think about Caius's face. Here is what I know about Alpha Caius Voss: he is thirty-one years old, he took the title at twenty-five when his father's heart gave out during a border dispute, he has never taken a Luna despite three years of pack pressure, and he runs Ironveil with the particular efficiency of a man who learned early that caring about individuals is a structural weakness. He is not cruel. I've said this before and I mean it precisely — he is not cruel the way a wall is not cruel. The wall doesn't want to hurt you. The wall just doesn't move.