Twilight Caius Volturi Novels & Stories

CLASS “Becca, are you okay?” Twilight asked, noticing her friend’s flushed face and clenched fists. Becca gritted her teeth. “That man is the devil, Twilight! He humiliated me!” Twilight raised a brow. “What happened?” Becca 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?”

he growled. “Oh, I won’t need to,” Gregor replied, grinning. Because behind us, more footsteps. And another voice. “Stand down.” Viktor. Alive. He stepped into view like he owned the place—black suit, no tie, a fresh scar over his right eye, and that same calm demeanor. “You never learned the rules, Alessia,” he said. “When you start a war…” He pulled a pistol and aimed it at Luca’s heart. “You finish it.”

I think it's him. I turned to Priya. "Who is that?" She followed my eyes and something crossed her face. "That's Caius. Don't look him in the eye he is dangerous." "And." "And he is the second son." She lowered her voice even though we were surrounded by noise. "He's different from his brother. Different from everyone here actually. He's a hybrid Zara. Half werewolf, half vampire. Vampires are our enemies so nobody really likes him here and he has this dark energy around him so everyone avoids him."

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”

Holding Caia’s hand, he declared in a loud and powerful voice, “I want you all the meet my wife, Lady Caia Herald. “ “Greetings, our Luna! It’s our pleasure to finally meet you!” Jolted by the loud and in sync greeting for her, Caia turned on her back only to discover hundreds of men behind them. She thought they’ll be meeting only the servants inside the palace. However, Dark also introduced her to his knight werewolves. “This is….” She looked up at Dark, and he was already staring at her. She can tell he’s proud. Feeling her knees weak, Caia tightened her grip on his hand as tears swelled up on her eyes. “Does she really deserve all of these?” --

--- Downstairs, the estate was alive with hurried footsteps and hushed whispers. Guards moved like shadows through the halls, their faces grim and closed off. Mrs. Dalca, the older woman who had comforted Claire before, intercepted her halfway down the staircase, grabbing her arm with surprising strength. "You shouldn't be out of your room," Mrs. Dalca whispered urgently, eyes darting toward the windows. "I just... I need to know what's happening," Claire said, her voice shaking despite every ounce of strength she tried to summon. Mrs. Dalca hesitated, glancing over her shoulder.

Luckily, my words didn’t sound too slurred. He smiled and turned to the bartender… who amazingly enough came right over. Everyone who had been waiting for a drink looked over, jealous. The girls kept looking at the guy holding my hand. There was something about him that made him impossible not to look at. If I hadn’t grown up around werewolves I would probably be staring at him too. Werewolves have this amazing ability to attract all the attention around them when they wanted it, and the older, more experienced ones could blend in like they were invisible if they needed to too.

After all, her Dad was down there. Caitlin dove down sharply, between the rows of olive trees, heading for Aiden’s villa. As she got closer, she spotted hundreds of corpses spread out, lying lifeless on the hills below. Vampires. Rexius’ men. Slaughtered. But as she dove closer, she could also see something else: corpses with white hoods and robes. Aiden’s people. Before she even landed, Caitlin already sensed that the worst possible outcome had occurred: Aiden’s coven had been wiped out.

"My reasons are technically contingent on the full moon. All werewolf spells take effect during the full moon due to our nature. I suppose I could have skipped this one. But it doesn't matter, Gigi. I knew this trip was really important to you, so I would have made it happen no matter what. And you were able to drive anyway, so it all worked out." "Thanks," I mumbled. "I appreciate it." Goddess, he was going to make it difficult to keep my head in the game. As much as I kept trying not to fall for him completely, it was becoming more and more impossible. "I'd hold your hand while we walk to the witch shop, but I made a promise." I looked up at him and he winked. Fucking Artemis. Why did he t

" What world? And what organization?" " The world is Kingston Ville, and the organization is the Volturi." "Alright, I'll do it, now as for my wishes. Number one, I want all the powers and abilities of Muzaka from Noblesse, but I want to be able to turn into a full vampire like those shapeshifters from Kingston ville. Except my Vampire'a size must be changeable, commencing as small as a normal vampire up to the size of Fenris from Thor Ragnarok."