Batman X Talia Novels & Stories

Why did he explain it to her again? “Nothing.” “Okay! Thank you for dinner.” After that, Daniel immediately took Talia to the hospital to visit her mom. There for a while, Talia told the nurse to take care of her mom, and then she left. When she went out, Daniel was still waiting there. On the way home. As they sat in the car, Talia asked him about Miranda. But he didn't say a word. Her heart was filled with worries about a girl named Marinda. But he didn't tell her who Marinda was.

“Don't be silly, Zariel. You should call the doctor over here. What do you think the cops would do if they saw her in this state? They'll think that you were responsible. Therefore just call the doctor here.” “Fine.” I spat. “I'll give Liam a call right away.” Liam was my best friend, the only guy who has been with me for a long time.. *** "She'll be fine and you have nothing to worry about," Liam said, stepping back after treating Talia’s wounds. His expression was grim. He told me she’d been attacked by something…. ‘strange beings’, he called them. When I pressed him for more answers, his jaw tightened. "They are deadlier than rogues," was all he’d say.

“Is this the grand demonstration?” “Something like that,” Talia said. She walked into the open center of the circle and crooked her fingers at the man. “Come on,” she said. “No claws. No shift. Just…natural order.” A few chuckles surfaced. The Alpha rolled his shoulders, clearly confident. “You sure you want this, girl?” he asked. “Absolutely,” she replied. They circled once. Then Talia moved. Three motions. That was all. A feinted high strike that made him raise his guard, a sharp kick to the back of his knee that sent him dropping, and a twist of his wrist that had him thrown onto his back with her knee planted lightly over his throat before most of the room had finished blinking.

Everyone stops—wolves, council, even the wind seems to pause. Some enemies kneel. Others try to run. Tiara raises her hands. Two flashes of light shoot out—one strikes Sylas, the other hits Marlik. Both fall, destroyed by her power. Ash falls like snow. The battle is over. The Moonstone floats beside Tiara, calm and bright. Talia slowly comes back to her body and collapses beside Bran, who catches her as she falls. Talia opens her eyes, speaking with a tired but clear voice. “It’s over.”

she heard Damien say making her look up at him. He walked further into the house and she followed his lead. He led her to a white couch and asked her to wait for him there. Talia was nervous at this point. Overwhelmed by a lot of things and seriously nervous. She straightened the invisible wrinkles on her still beautiful dress as she tried to calm herself. She wasn't sure how she managed to keep it together without freaking out but she knew even if she freaked out nothing would change.

🩷Talia🩷 The firelight painted warm gold across the stone walls, flickering shadows dancing like ghosts of old. Talia sat on the edge of the bed Ronan had insisted she take, wrapped in a heavy wool blanket that still didn’t stop the chill in her blood. It wasn’t the cold. It was what she remembered—the Beast’s breath against her neck, the weight of its claw, the sensation of being watched by something ancient and hungry even before it attacked.

Before I could answer, a soft voice came from deeper inside the house. “Father…” Talia appeared behind him. Her eyes were red as if she had been crying for hours. Her face looked pale and delicate. She wore the expression of a wounded angel. This was a perfect performance. She looked at Beta Taylor gently. “Please… let him speak.” Beta Taylor turned toward her. “Talia, there is nothing he can say that will excuse what he did.” “Please,” she repeated softly. “Just let me hear him.” He stared at her for a long moment before finally stepping aside. “Fine. But only because you ask it.”

“Vex, is he the one responsible for this attack?” “Yes. He has attacked Tatiana before but she fought off him and his beta. I suspect that is why she was so overly confident about venturing into the forest on her own.” “She fought off an Alpha and a Beta? She is so small.” “Tia is, but her wolf Talia is not. Talia is as big as my wolf, Dante. Growing up, she trained alongside me to be an Alpha, and she may be small, but she is lethal.” “Where can I find Vex?”

Now, the Alpha Heir of the most fearsome pack in the northern territories was standing in my room, begging me to save them. "No," I whispered, shaking my head as panic began to claw at my chest. "No, this is insane. You're wrong. I'm just Tallulah. I don't know anything about being royalty, and I definitely don't know how to save a pack. You have the wrong girl." "I felt our bond snap into place the moment I walked past your door," Taylon insisted, his icy eyes blazing with absolute certainty. "My wolf recognises yours. You are an Onyxclaw."

The moon princess was sensitive to sounds these days. Not only that but she also missed having her mate close to her. Dean read all the crimes of the man as Talia idly flicked the paper she bought along. It was a gossip rag more like. Her lips curved when she found her upcoming dinner party being the highlight of the paper, written in bold letters and on front page. She had no interest in playing along with Lukas and punishing the victims on daily basis. That's because she was incapable of handling them harsh punishments, feeling her heartstrings tug at their tears stained faces. Talia only intervened when Lukas got out of hand or if he's unnecessarily cruel.