Cayde 6 Fan Art Novels & Stories

I whisper, trailing my finger against the thorny vines curling up his forearm. Cade glances down at it, pulling up the sleeve of his t-shirt and shows me the dead flower tattooed there, with beautiful colors, but it's dying. Wilting away. "I got this right after high school. My mother loved flowers before she started doing drugs. It reminded me of her. Beautiful and slowly dying." I frown. "That's kind of morbid." He nods. "Yeah, leave it to an emotional eighteen-year-old to get a tattoo." He trails his fingertip down the center of my t-shirt, curving it around the top of my breast "What would you get?"

Was that not too absurd? Could a normal and unassuming warrior from a third-grade world be someone that stood at the peak? Cayden took a deep breath, then clenched his teeth and said, "You're speaking more and more arrogantly. I merely said that you were a warrior that stood at the peak, but to think you'd actually pose like one! Aren't you worried that your words will get you into trouble?!" Fane raised an eyebrow. He noticed that Cayden sounded a bit worried as he said that. It was as if Cayden was worried that something would happen. Fane smiled, "Are you wasting so much time talking because you're afraid?"

Cayden was so angry right now. He has always felt it. He was thinking of confronting her but decided against it. He will just break the mate bond without her. But first he has to go for a run. He ran towards the ocean and stayed there. He kept staring and then started crying. Cayden started crying. He wanted to... Yes... He felt like he was dying... He as the ALPHA has been under a spell all this while.

I was beyond angry. "Hey, Leo." I snapped my head towards the all too familiar voices. Adrian and Cade, my friends, also do not belong to the wolf realm. Adrian is a hybrid snake and talking about the Cade, his full name is El Cade Jo, and yeah good catch, he's that creature which you are thinking about. Cadejo is said to be a creature that appears in the form of a really big dog with big feet, long, skinny legs, fangs, and red eyes.

Was this why I felt like I now trusted him with my body? Cayden leaned in close to me, his hands resting on both sides of my neck as I lay on my back. His face was very close to mine now and his deep blue eyes were pouring directly into mine. My breathing became intense. “I’ll do more.” Cayden said with a dark tone and then he left my gaze to slowly trail down my body. All his nervousness seemed to have vanished. I tensed. Cayden was a dangerous man. His artistry on the battlefield is unmatched and he reigns terror in his enemies before killing them… and after killing them as they continue in the afterlife with the mortifying memories of their deaths.

“Sir Alpha is a good man.” “Always has been.” “Both Sir Alphas are, and one is still free.” “We can hope.” I look over at Cayd and he’s grinning like the Cheshire cat. We’ve grown up with the sprites, so we’re used to them. Cayd has always gotten a kick out of their unfiltered discussions. When we get to the falls, I pull Maeve onto my back. “Okay, Tate, up you go,” Cayd says to him. “What? I’m not getting on your back.”

Characters: Cayden – Actor and Xayden and Nox’s Third Child (25 years old) Zane – Cayden’s nemesis in the entertainment industry, singer and merman (21 years old) Third Person POV “Cayden! Cayden! One autograph please! You are my favourite actor!” “Cayden, please give me an autograph to me too!” “But you don’t have a paper.” “No worries. CAYDEN! Please sign on my hand. I am never going to wash it!”

It is also spacious so there's no problem for the three of us to move freely. Among the Chosen Twelve, I only know three of them. It’s Caya, Suzaine, and Raid or also known as Mr. Pervert. Caya is bubbly person. She's joyous, cheerful, and extrovert like me. She's the type of companion that will entertain you because of her funny jokes and punch lines. I bet you will not be bored when you are with her. Suzaine, on the other hand, was calm and not talkative. She’s more like an ambivert— both have the qualities of an extrovert and introvert. I have this intuition that we can be good friends.

“What?! No! I don’t have a thing with Cayden! Fynn is just being an idiot.” I clear my throat, lowering my voice as I turn back around to paint, blushing at the fact that there must be a ton of people who are able to hear us. Werewolf hearing is already enhanced and on this stupid scaffold, it must resound even better, like on a private stage. “Duh, I totally get you. I mean, Cayden is a hottie, but I wouldn’t exchange his brothers for him either. Especially as Logan is one of them.” She snorts, and I let my arm slump.

I clarified for him. He ran his hands through his hair and shrugged. "Your loss." I looked at Cayden's shirt and pants on the ground and bit my lips. Cayden looks like he's having the time of his life, splashing around on his Calvin Klein underwear. "Oh fuck it." I finally say, taking off my shirt, revealing my favourite blue caged bra and black bikini panties. "Yo, Cayden!" He looked up and almost stumbled into the water. "Wow... I didn't expect..."