Applejack X Spike Novels & Stories

he snapped. “You pushed me to it!” I snapped. “I wasn’t going to sit back and watch another mistress take you again. And this one has a damn child!” My father stepped between us before either of us could say something worse. “Enough,” Alpha Jackson said firmly. “This ends now. Both of you are going to stand down from this shit that you are playing.” Nathan didn’t move. Didn’t back down. “This ends when I say it does,” he replied. My father held his ground. “You will not touch her.”

She only blushed. She shook her head. “I’m not having a baby Charlie!!” “Yet.” Ace said with a smirk. He came down with a half-way buttoned up shirt, it was black which matched them all since everyone was wearing a black shirt. He had his hair a little bit wet and his tats on his neck made him irresistible. Plus his smell made her toes curl. Alex, Charlie and Sarah noticed how hot she was becoming as she was looking at her mate to which they only winked at each other.

“You—what are you doing here?” The smile never left her lips. “Relax, I didn’t come here for war.” I swallowed hard, my pulse racing. “Then what exactly do you want?” “My name is Tara. My mother… she’s the head witch of New York. Your Alpha almost killed her.” My stomach dropped. “Wait… what?” “Yes,” she said calmly. “But that’s not why I’m here. There are bigger things happening now.” She leaned closer. “The Owl is close, Kaima. Really close. We need to act fast.”

Something about Spider – something about Spider’s boyfriend? That was when the puzzle pieces all fell into place, suddenly and completely. Mac was astounded that it had taken him this damn long to put the picture together, but then again, he’d been so focused on Mirrie all day, he hadn’t had the brain power to consider anyone or anything else. Aidan said that Ace’s ex-boyfriend owns a café down on Brock Street. Mirrie told me that Spider had negotiated successfully for her safety… that he had something on The Fallen Angels, something big.

Iapetus smiled with pride and satisfaction, waiting for Kitty to say the answer. "Themis said, my 'parents' died a month ago! Was it that night? The couple died on that night, and that's why the exchange spell stopped!" "Right, go on." Iapetus encouraged. "And the red spell! The red spell only got the scent of the blue witch because the blue witch's spell ended! That's why it followed the spell to our village! You, you don't think--" Kitty looked up at Erebus in horror, who finished her sentence:

Silas POV – Hollow Spine, Eclipse Altar Blood hit the altar. But it wasn’t Ethan’s. It wasn’t Lucien’s. It was his. Silas drove the dagger into his own shoulder deep, clean, deliberate. The altar sizzled. The stone lit with runes that hadn’t glowed in centuries. Lucien stumbled back, shocked. “What have you done?” Silas breathed through the pain. “I ended it on my own terms.” Silas’s POV – Hollow Spine, After the Eclipse

Alpha Jax Sparks, a series of them erupted between us when our lips brushed together, tentatively, for the very first time. Her softness was instantaneously addictive, making a warmth rush down my limbs. I pulled back, taking in her reddening cheeks and hazy eyes. We looked at each other, then leaned down yet again this time with an urgency.

That should have plenty of DNA to find some matches. Passing the toothpick off to Jace, I have him pull the tracer from earlier. The ghost program he installed wasn’t able to pull full phone conversations but it could record what was spoken into the phone and the incoming and outgoing numbers. I get the conversation I heard and the number pulled to a thumb drive and decide to head over to Alpha’s office. *** Jace sent me some video footage from security cameras in the forest that he came across when he ran a facial recognition filter. I don’t know what I expected, but seeing Kyle fucking Fiona was not an image I wanted in my head.

"They love being teased by the players." What did he mean by saying that? Does he think I'm slutty because my team members are? If he does, then he's really- "Linda!" It was Jude. He came over to me and put his arm around my shoulders. "I didn't know you were here with Alpha Pack Houghton." I was sure that due to the loud music it was impossible for anyone else to hear Jude, but the three of us could clearly hear him. And I just found out that he's an Alpha too, just like Jude.

The front door of the packhouse swings open again- Brock’s the last to arrive, stepping inside with a guy who looks to be a few years older than him, presumably his beta. “What’s going on?” he asks, running a hand through his wavy shoulder-length hair and eyeing the rest of us with suspicion. I suppose it would be a mindfuck to get an ominous call for an emergency meeting and walk into a cheerful celebration. “Jax and Quinn are mates,” Reid supplies. “You owe me fifty bucks.”