Hunger Games Caesar Novels & Stories

I’m shocked that he doesn’t fall over. I move forward until I’m next to Riley because I don’t want to miss a moment of this, don't want to miss a moment of Caesar's downfall "It’s not what you think." Caesar's voice has gone from all cool and dominant and scary to a wimpy little fucking boy in seconds because he knows he’s fucked here.

Ignoring Lola's trembling, Caesar accurately found the spot he had bitten the night before. He didn't create any new wounds on this pitiful girl. The scabbed area was pierced again by his sharp teeth, and Caesar tasted her blood—a faint rust-like taste, slightly salty. He suspected that the blood vessels of this girl were filled with pheromones soaked in jasmine flowers, an intense and strong attraction that made Caesar unconsciously press her against his chest.

Clean. Brutal. Final. The man hit the ground hard enough that Mona felt it in her chest. For a second... Silence. Then the arena exploded. Cheers. Shouts. Money exchanging hands. Chaos. Kane stood over his opponent, chest rising and falling steadily, fists still clenched. And then— He looked up. Straight at her. Mona froze. Everything else faded. The noise. The people. Gone. It was just him. Just that look.

Then, he whispered: "Are you kidding me?" Miley's face was already thick and swollen with rage. His brows were knitted "In essence, Caesar, what're you trying to say?" He asked, his cold eyes on him. Caesar drank from his cup and leaned back on his chair. "I'm pretty sure even a child can read the codes" he smiled. "She's mine, Miley. And I'm not handing her over". There was a stunned silence - a stretched one. "I won't take that for an answer, Caesar" Miley groaned.

His gaze rested on Carlos with a chilling smile that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. “Caesar! Wake up!!” Carlos, dragging his injured leg across the floor and leaving a trail of blood, ignored his pain and stumbled toward Caesar, desperate to rouse him. But Caesar did not respond to Carlos’s angry cries. His head remained bowed, as if his mind had been completely taken from him. Hommes tugged the rope, and his older brother, the crown prince, moved along like a puppet, following his lead. “Hommes! What have you done to Caesar?!” Carlos could barely stand, his voice full of seething hatred as he glared at Hommes.

Caesar chuckled darkly, a sound that lacked any real warmth as he took a slow sip of his liquor. "Always so impatient, just like your father used to be before he learned how to listen to his superiors," Caesar sneered, placing his glass on the tray table between us with a light thud. "I have been reading the recent news coming out of the underworld, and I must admit that the masquerade massacre at the fake Lorenzo estate was highly entertaining." I didn't blink, my gaze remaining cold as I stared directly into his eyes, thinking about how much I wanted to wipe that smug look off his fucking face.

Making Raphael focus more on his food. They all eat together in silence, Alexandra gets up, immediately she was done eating. She attempts walking out but here stopped by Raphael. "Alexs. Where are you off to?" Raphael, asks? "To my bedroom. Where else?" She retorts. "And who are you leaving those plates for?" He asks. "Am I suppose to give a response to that question?" Alexandra asks with a raised eyebrow. "Clear your plates!" Raphael orders. "What!" Alexandra exclaims. "Who is your servant in this house? Juliet wasn't hired to do this for you! Whenever she works, you never appreciate. You just finished eating the food prepared by her, no thanks, now you want to walk out, leaving those same

“I was lucky that I was able to spend a few days or months without thinking of him but now that I saw him, I realized that the terror will always be in me and it’ll never go away. I’m so stupid that I think that I can do things on my own, and the one day I’m here visiting, he shows up. It’s like I’ll never be able to run away from him.” Caesar didn’t say anything as he walked over to the dining table to take a seat and said, “This isn’t on you. It’s his fault and he doesn’t get it. He knows that you don’t want him near you, and he tests you to see how far he can go. It’s all a big joke to him.” I looked over at him and shook my head, “Then does that make it right for him to mess around with

‘You're no use to anyone weak. Albert blinked. He raked his mind to find a retort to her but found none. He sighed in defeat and sipped from the spoon and gulped. The soup warmed his body; and with it, a sort of clarity and calmness came into his person. He could only shake his head, knowing he can never win against her, and he conceded and had his meal. Meanwhile, in the palace, Anton paced in Hadrian’s study as the young emperor stood silently, looking out the window. The atmosphere is tense and heavy with anticipation. Hadrian bit his finger in deep thought.

In that instant, I could tell by mere looking at her that she knew, she messed up. "You have no idea who I am," Reiner said through clenched teeth. "I am CAESAR. Tell that to your other sluts when you hold your unreasonable meetings. You are dead, Audrey. Dead. You shall know no peace and forever be cursed. You've got ten minutes. Ten fucking minutes to get your sorry ass out of my sight and my island. You're henceforth banned from Sun island! Surprised? That's right, bitch. Forever you shall hear of Sun island but never set foot here. Your great grand father will regret this day, bitch. I am CAESAR. Don't ever forget my name, hoe. Now get the hell out of my sight!" He released her by roughl