Caius Volturi Novels & Stories

Then, softly: “If it’s a girl… Arielle. It means lioness.” I smiled at that. “Strong name. Befitting a daughter who would have her father’s mouth and temper.” He nodded once, and the smile on his face was one that I couldn’t simply ignore. “And if it’s a boy… Lucian. It means light.” “Light,” I echoed, rolling the word on my tongue. “I like that.” He looked at me, something warm but unreadable flickering in his eyes. “Good. Because that’s what this feels like. Like a little light. The spark that can hold it all together, you know, make sense of things.”

Riven tore the panties off my waist and eased his fingers in, sliding one inside first with a wet squelch. Caius and Lucien hovered at the foot of the bed, their eyes glowing faintly red with their own rising lust. My pheromones must have stirred their blood hunger into something primal, their cocks straining against their pants. Caius stripped first, his lithe form revealed, cock already leaking pre-cum as he climbed onto the bed. He pushed my thighs apart, settling between them to drag his tongue down my inner seam, lapping at the slick that coated my skin..

Glossary: summus ordo = high ranking warrior - inclitus militibus = honored warriors electi milites = elite warriors - secundo gradu = second level warriors, has gone on a hunt and at least two missions *~~~* A bit later, Maior Hadru stood, and a hush fell over the crowd. He made the usual welcoming and commenced a speech in honor of the celebration. Viper only half listened, instead, watching how his students seemed to be vibrating in their seats. Once Maior Hadru finished, he sat, and meals were brought to all the tables.

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

My expression must’ve bore some confusion because he offered me a small, knowing smile before following after Ghost. “Damon’s ability is volatile,” Caius said, finally turning my way. The ferocious rage he fought with, the kind that made me wonder if he did feel something for me, had been carefully tucked away within the folds of those golden eyes. I waited for Caius to say more, but he didn’t.

“I believe her… I saw Aurelia in front of the Dimension Observation Device. It’s basically a ground zero, It’s impossible for her to have her body intact like this.” That otherworlder wearing white with a fiery red coat on top. He slowly descent to the ground and stood beside Aurelia. “I’m Caius Nipius Tullus, your assistant. Nice to meet you again, Miss Aurelia.” Caius bow to Aurelia and stood still. “Oh! It’s you, Caius, how are you doing?” Aurelia patted his shoulder smiling. Caius is the one with a cool head on his shoulder and he also had a strong reason to go back which is his wife and daughter who might still be waiting for him in their old world.

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?

A familiar voice sounded as I turned to him. Lucian Vaughn, a famous rouge from blood moon pack, the most rebellious rouge I have ever heard of, I wonder how he has made it alive for this long after years of being wanted but never found, somehow he has gained his freedom back after deciding never to step his feet in his pack. Now he is alone and roaming around… What the hell is he doing in Paris? “It is Alpha Cassius to you, I could easily kill you right this instant if you don’t pick your respect.” I warned and turned to get into the car.

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.”