Caius Volturi Novels & Stories

His eyes went directly to me with a heat in them that had nothing warm about it and he pointed across the length of the dining hall and his voice came out like something that had been sitting on top of a boil for a long time. "Ivy. Ex Luna of Iron Veil territory. How dare you." It was Caius.

Julius scoffed, hardly sold on Eve’s plan. Eve rolls her white eyes in response. “Of course not, at the very least the Lycan paired with Adrian is as intelligent as I am. But he’s cocky, overly confident He believes strength and physicality is all he needs to assert himself as the ultimate ruler. It’s why he recruits rogues. Disposable, reckless… but strong, acclimatised to their environment and in tune with their instincts. They can be great fighters if the fight starts in their favour. But they have no loyalty to anyone but themselves. They’re deserters, weak-willed… incomparable to the strength of your pack.” Julius’ demeanour shifted, as though he was half way convinced.

Volkan seethes, thrashing in the chains as Char smirks , bowing to the elders. "Greetings." Andrew steps forward, along with the other elders. With hands behind their body and aura powerful and domineering. "Is this true Volkan? Is the cursed girl your destined mate?" And that's when Volkan admits the truth. That lays the foundation of his downfall from there. Looking back at Andrew, he speaks his relation to Thora in front of the entire world. "Yes. Thora Valentine is my destined mate and I swear to kill anyone who even dares to touch a single strand of her hair!"

ALEXANDER My father and sister were both pretty fucked-up, but, damn, Blake was sick. Because we had to make do with what was available in the casino, which wasn’t much, Blake had a bunch of his warriors holding the members of the Bois Sombre Pack down while he tortured them. They were both fully naked after being forced into their human forms. Chef’s knives were brought in from the kitchen, and Blake tested each one of them out on the men’s torsos until he figured out which one was the sharpest, their ensuing screams widening his smile, his eyes gleaming.

I said and I saw him frown. “What test subject? What do you mean?” he asked. “There is a living test subject that you can work with, maybe it might speed up your progress. It is someone who has already been exposed to the damn light!” I spoke. “You mean Camilla?” My body released a ruthless aura when I heard him, “don’t even think about it!” I said in a taciturn voice. “Who then?” “Marcus!” I uttered the name through gritted teeth. “You mean he has already been exposed to the modified UV light?”

Michael asks as we come closer. Lana points to a page on the journal, “Le destructeur de tous et de ses proches, la mort, la guerre et la Pestilence, récolteront la destruction de tous. Le sacrifice de l'humanité sera son champion. Si l'amour et la bonté prévalent, le monde sera sauvé. Si la mort et l'avidité réussissent, la fin sera un nouveau commencement rempli de mort, d'assujettissement et de destruction.”

He seriously didn't want this good for nothing visits to happen but that piece of shit just don't know when to stop! Kael Adrek, and as Caius liked to call him- useless piece of shit! Kael was the only one left from vampire clan who had the leadership qualities and ultimate powers similar to Caius, even though Caius was still somewhere stronger than him but still Kael was always the greatest threat to Caius. That man stubbornly has been trying to bite off some of Caius' kingdom area.

His anger showed in the form of his eyes flashing from blue to obsidian and back. "What my sister is trying to say," the pale, red-head intervened with a charming grin and raised hands—for the life of me, I couldn't see how the two were related, "for hers, your packs, and your own safety, its safer for her not to be near battle when she's not prepared for it. For the love of the Goddess, I can see the fear in her eyes," he turned his gentle smile on me with an exuberant wave, "hi, I'm Sylvain. Tania is my mate."

It’s early in the afternoon when the Legion begins the march; everyone is much more cheery than usual after all we were going back to civilization. Some of these soldiers have been serving for at least 20 years now, our General Vaxides has been serving for 50 years straight. The smiles on everyone’s faces are clearly evident despite the terrible Northland cold, the Centurions even allowed loose marching formations. So Cohorts were allowed to mix ranks, with that I marched with Lurti and Varkii. I noticed throughout the march Lurti constantly smelt the blue strap in his wrist while Varkii and I talk about our plans to start our own business. Varkii was thinking of making deals with butcher sh

“So near my territory. They’re being dangerously bold.” “Oh, that’s not all. Apparently Voss went after her once before, while I was dealing with the deabru that broke into her house. Didn’t you tell me the reason she came now was that she had an accident with her suppressants?” Caius nodded. “Voss was the accident. He smashed them. I didn’t think to check, but that might have been what the deabru in her apartment was after too.” “Why would the deabru destroy her suppressants? Hoping she’d shift and die? Or become whatever it is she shifts into?” Caius asked.