American Horror Moira Novels & Stories

He lands in the circle dashing towards Moira. Scott growls loudly. His arms are full. He has a struggling rogue in wolf form by the neck. The vampire doesn't slow down. He shots his hand out to rip Moira's precious heart out of her chest. A strong "No" rips through the air as Mike lands in front of Moira just in time.

"You have no idea what is coming." "Who are you?" Darius demanded. "I am Moira Blackthorn. And I am the one who will destroy your precious omega rights movement. By destroying every pack that supports it." She raised her hands. The symbols on the cave entrance glowed brighter. And from the darkness behind her, a hundred shadow creatures emerged. We were surrounded. Outnumbered. And I realized—we might not survive this.

“Moira is not having a child because she is infertile. She killed her child in her womb.” “But, if a female becomes pregnant then her mate senses it too!” Anna frowns. “How-” “Moira Morales is part witch,” Lavi reveals. “She is the illegitimate child of Morales and conceals her powers in front of everyone. Everyone except me.”

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Then slowly, the figure began to draw back the hoodie, unveiling its face. It was a woman! A pair of sea green eyes stared back at her, a long mane of chestnut brown hair, tumbled down her shoulders, straight flawless nose with red full lips. At six feet two inches, she was a staggering beauty. A huge, tall, very beautiful woman. "Hello Candice, I am Moira," the woman said, her voice carrying a deep accent Candice couldn't place, much like a Russian accent. Candice opened her mouth to respond, but nothing came out. She closed it back and swallowed. The woman's aura was intimidating and mesmerizing, those green eyes could make a man lose himself.

I stood to my feet and examined the damage on my arm, knowing that it was probably the smallest injury I had on myself at the moment. “Oh, thank the gods Aspen.” A small female voice sounded behind me, and I whipped around to come face to face with Moira. Her short hair disheveled and her face blanched white in fear as she looked back at me with her large deep brown eyes. Brown eyes that I had never thought I would see again. Shock shot through my body, as I began to realize what had happened.

and we sped up, I howled and others joined in and I felt the Supremes hovering above us cheering us on, the bears came out behind us that were lurking in the trees, no one wanted to miss this. ****** T.J./Dread I watched the whole shit go down, Moira was a witch, I never felt fear like that, she loved her kids and was more worried about them than the fact she was going to be killed for treason. I admire that and I was glad they decided not to kill her, I was going to advocate for my grandmother to be imprisoned but when I saw that it was her behind almost killing my mate, my anger took over and I just wanted her gone. I miss my grandmother but the betrayal was too deep and I made a promise t

When I need to remember who I am beneath the title. Except I don't know who that is anymore. Don't know anything except that I almost forced a mating mark on my mate. Almost violated her in the worst way possible. Almost proved I'm no better than Asher. Than any Alpha who uses power to control instead of protect. "You look like hell." A voice. Female. Familiar. From the shadows of the trees. I'm on my feet instantly. Defensive. "Who's there? Show yourself." A woman steps into the moonlight. Old. Ancient even by wolf standards. Silver hair. Sharp eyes. I know her. Everyone knows her. Elder Moira. The one Alpha who refused to sit on the High Council. Who rejected their politics. Who lives alon

His smile fills me with so much dredd that I wish I had run out of the room when I first heard him tonight. Finally finding my voice, I shriek and Charlie cocks his head to the left side. When he straightens it and leans closer to my face, he whispers, "Your mom isn't able to help you right now and to tell you the truth, I don't think she will ever be able to again." It's clear now that the blood dripping from his fangs is my mom's and he has done something horrible to her. "I need you Anna. You aren't the ideal candidate for this, but Billie is too old for it to work. Taking your soul instead is the only chance I have now because you are still pure and innocent enough that I can use you

“Are you saying it could be a symbol of underworld organization?” “I don’t know. I’ve been searching for answers for years. All I had was a dead end.” Mira stared longingly at the horizon, thinking about the vampire she killed. She jumped up the cliff and rushed into the forest, catching up with him. At this rate, Mira was barely in control. It was her demon wolf who did everything. Mira caught up with him and grabbed him by the neck. His eyes filled with terror as she began to slash him repeatedly with her claws. When one slash cut his shirt, Mira stopped.