Twilight Caius Volturi Novels & Stories

She was glaring at the person in front of her, who had annoyed her already without knowing. “Did you do that on purpose?” Melissa asks. Lauren opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. “What do you mean?” Lauren manages to gather some meaningful words together. “You knew opening the curtain would make the sun enter my eyes, and you went ahead to do so.” Melissa asks. “I am sorry, I just thought it was time for you to wake up,” Lauren said in fear. “Wake up?”Melissa Mumble. She stands up from the bed, glaring at Lauren.

Dracula, the ancient vampire king, observed them with a regal poise, his crimson eyes reflecting both wisdom and scrutiny. Luna, the moonlit pup, remained by Maximus's side, a silent presence in the midst of deliberations. As the discussions reached a pause, Dracula raised his hand, signaling for attention. The leaders turned their gaze toward him, their expressions a blend of anticipation and respect. "Alpha Maximus, Luna, and Princess Georgia," Dracula began, his voice carrying the weight of centuries, "you stand at the threshold of an alliance that bears the potential to reshape the delicate balance between werewolves and vampires. The moonlit mark, present in Luna, is a celestial blessin

Polly looked back at her, confused, not registering. “He’s a very, very bad man, Polly,” Caitlin said. “He’s a dark and evil vampire. He is a loyal member of Kyle’s Blacktide coven. He’s come back here from another century, probably sent back to find me. I’m sorry to say this, but he’s using you. And you have to stay away from him.” For the first time ever, Caitlin watched Polly’s face contort with anger.

The two twins stared daggers at each other before Archie finally backed off, getting up slowly and glaring at the bloodied vampire on the ground. “Albwin you don't happen to have truth serum in your bag of tricks do you?” Torin turned to Albwin who had also lowered his bow. Albwin nodded, put his arrow back in the quiver, and set the bow down to take out his pack. They forced the serum into the vampire's mouth. “Who is this Lord Quinten?” Callum asked first “High Elder of the Blood Lust Coven, he is one of the oldest vampires. He’s a First.” The vampire replied. Callum look startled at that.

Yes, her eyes were beautiful but Erick knew there was more to her and he was ready to unravel her qualities. As he drove to the golf course, he opened up the top roof of his Cadillac to let in the fresh breeze of the summer afternoon. He pushed the button on his radio and the music of Celine Dion filtered In "my heart will go on "he sang as he drove through the gates of the golf course. His first mission had been accomplished. He felt proud of himself, he hoped the rest of the day would go as planned. Time seems to pass by slowly at times when you have something in view. Eric chatted with some gentlemen at the golf course, played a round of the game, and glanced at his watch. He braved himse

She thought that a Thaumaturge only flows in the blood of the two legendary vampire and werewolf—Dracula and Alexander Corvinus respectively. Downstairs, Cyrill and Rozelyn seem to just glare at one another. The ajar door had allowed the September breeze to enter the interiors of their abode. To be truthful, he hasn’t gotten over the incident at his orchestra event, caused by the person in front of him. In fact, his outfit still bears the Victoria’s Secret perfume that Henriz gifted to him last summer. It was Rozelyn who decided to shut the door. Cyrill’s gaze didn’t yield when his adoptive mom’s step daughter returned to the place where they were standing.

She was an extremely ticklish person. He turned her to face him and gave her a long hard kiss before pulling the blanket over them. *** Down below in the dining hall, Vlad, Hans and Thomas were sharing a bottle of Pinot Noir. Thomas had officially become Vlad’s number one fan after he found out that Vlad had been the inspiration for Bram Stoker’s Dracula. “What about Twilight? What do you think of it?” he asked, slightly tipsy from all the wine.

Wouter Alphonse, Verrill Wouter's twin, has dominion in Orlando, and his main strength is the manipulation of the lightning element. And the last, 6. Philip Dovioso, a noble class vampire who has a territory in Philadelphia, with his power to produce fog. Of all the noble-class vampires he had killed, only one could speak because he was the most powerful among all of them. He is Wouter Alphonse, a noble-class vampire who has the power to manipulate the lightning element. In his battle with Damien, they fought quite fiercely and took five days. Wouter is a candidate for the Three Pillars of the Empire if there is no Damien, and he should get the One-Man-Army title. However, because of Damien'

“Let him go.” The velvety, rich voice cuts into Stephan’s sentence like a knife to softened butter. Stephan flinches at the same terrifying voice that manages to bring me relief. It’s Caius. My vampire. “Afraid I can’t do that,” Stephan says. “Boss’ orders, you see.” Caius lowers the hood of his cloak to reveal red orbs of insatiable fury. His features are menacing against the moonlight, and he turns slowly to face Stephan and me.

Adrian chuckled and his tongue brushed over the blood on his lip "Your mouth makes me sick" "It's a strength. Look Cassian. There is a difference between me..." He glanced at the lady "..and you both" he said "That's why Dubois chose me over you despite being a long time soldier. Think about it" Adrian said. Cassian lost it and punched Adrian again. Adrian managed to fight back, just when he had Cassian on hold, ready to strike, the thunder struck, making Adrian hold back "Aw, he's scares of the storm" the lady said and took over from Cassian.