Twilight Caius Volturi Novels & Stories

Twilight stopped giving out orders to the clones. The clones went into a frenzy and could not tell between friend and foe; they began to attack Twilight. One of them bit Twilight's hand while another bit her neck. Within seconds, she collapsed on the ground. The rest of the clones pounced on her. It was a brutal scene to watch. Everything happened too fast. Before anyone could react, Twilight was lying motionlessly in a puddle of blood. Larissa covered Vincent's eyes and turned her gaze away. The crazed clones continued to attack even after murdering Twilight.

Lucia made Tatiana feel like she was already the empress and Lucia was her consort. Tatiana slipped from the hidden door in the far garden and walked into town. It took her time to get to where she was going to meet Lucia. Because she needed to keep her movements a secret and be unobserved as she made her way there. This wasn’t easy in the streets, even this early in the night. People moved about the streets at all hours of the day and night. It was one problem with the lower castes. Workers moved about doing their business at the strangest of hours. Vampires were relegated to the night, but the human serving and feeding castes weren’t limited to the night.

That realization hit me harder than Lyanna’s words. “You,” Orion said, gaze locked on mine like a blade pressed to my throat, “are now the reason Caius Vexmoor moves.” It felt like the room tilted. The stone beneath my feet turned to ice. A roaring began in my ears, like a tide surging in too fast to escape. Caius Vexmoor—the heir of Grimhowl. The dark prince with a reputation soaked in blood and shadow. I had never seen him, never spoken his name aloud. And now... now he was moving because of me?

“Is this about last night? Can you stop being so childish? I already explained, Evangeline is a fledgling, she needed help—” “Help?” I cut him off, my eyes locked on his neck. There, just above his collar, was a fresh, red bite mark. The most intimate mark between two vampires. “That wound on your neck, was that to ‘help’ her, too?” Caius instinctively covered his neck. Panic flashed in his eyes, but it quickly hardened into righteous anger. “That was an accident! I was teaching her to control her fangs, she was nervous and bit too hard. Why is your mind always so filthy?”

“Evan! I was wrong about you! “Tyler has no grudges against you, yet you’re beating him like you want him dead. You’re going to pay for this today!” Without a moment’s hesitation, she grabbed a heavy rod from the side and swung it down hard against my body. Smack! Smack! Smack! The specially-made rod carried a punishing weight. Within moments, I could feel warm blood soaking through my clothes. Rosie stood to the side, watching coldly as the strikes rained down. At one point, the pain was too much, and I blacked out—only to be jolted awake by a bucket of icy water being dumped over my head.

His hazel eyes watched me from a black nondescript mask and my throat closed up when I watched his Adam's apple bob as he took a swig of his wine. A panther…it was the only way to describe the emotionless way he watched us. Once again, I felt my body closing in on itself until I was only feet away from him, enough to feel the dark aura he had wrapped around his sturdy frame like a cloak. “Ro! You remember Eldwood, don’t you? Doesn't she look pretty? Where’s Dante?” Caius guffawed but the calmer wolf gave no reaction. The air in the space suddenly felt ice cold as the music banged to a stop and a woman’s chirpy voice echoed.

Zenith For a moment, the villa felt suspended in time. Lord Valerius Drakos, an exile, a legend, a whispered nightmare to most supernatural children, knelt before us. And the Haven of Shadows, my family? They looked like someone had just dropped a live bomb in the foyer. Kael was the first to react, of course he was. “Okay, but… is anyone else freezing? Or is this just me dying slowly?” Caius punched his arm without taking her eyes off Valerius. “Shut up, Kael.”

A long, black tendril of his hair tickled her skin as he leaned forward and ran his tongue slowly up her spine. She shivered and moaned, making his cock flex at the sound. He licked up her spine again and again, taking a moment to nip with his teeth, which sent her into a frenzy of movement. Her skin looked so delicate, but he knew her heritage made her a thousand times stronger than he was, even when he was in full health. Cassia was Vârcolac: both vampire and wolf. She had a feisty lust that made her the most alluring woman he had ever lain with.

I leaped trying to find my way out of the penthouse and back to the room where Delilah had said I would be staying temporarily. Just as I grabbed the door knob, it twisted itself. I took a step back as I feared what was wrong. Just then, I heard the creaking sound of the door. Before me stood Prince Caius Vortan He took a step forward, I then took a step backward. He moved closer, and I couldn't help, but to move away from him. His cold dark eyes pierced into my soul like a sword. For a moment I couldn't breathe. His didn't smile, but his expression seemed like that of a man who wasn't ready for the morning trouble with his troublesome neighbor.

Twilight asked, noticing her friend’s flushed face and clenched fists. Bella gritted her teeth. “That man is the devil, Twilight! He humiliated me!” Twilight raised a brow. “What happened?” Bella crossed her arms, inhaling a sharp breath. “I tried to… charm him, but he called Vice Chancellor Katherine on me. Can you believe that?” Twilight gasped, her eyes wide with shock. “Wait, what?! He actually called her?” “Yeah, and he didn’t even blink while doing it. Cold bastard!” Bella fumed.