Brave Mor'du Novels & Stories

He stared wide at his hand, his body shaking, as he cried loudly, sweat and blood mixing together. He broke when he realized I wasn't done yet. “No—per favore—basta! Ti prego, Maddox… non lo faccio più… denaro, territori, qualsiasi cosa—ti giuro!” (Please—stop! I swear, Maddox… I won’t do it again… money, territories, anything—I swear!) His begged desperately, switching fully to Italian now, the words tumbling out fast and wet. “Mi dispiace… Dio, mi dispiace… farò tutto quello che vuoi…” (I’m sorry… God, I’m sorry… I’ll do anything you want…)

When you’ve hunted for the mafia, killed people they didn’t want to bloody their hands with, and taken out whole families, nothing sane remained. The little shit fired off a sloppy shot as I came at him. His movements were slow, almost clumsy - a reminder of his human frailty. And I dodged the bullet, not that it would’ve mattered much since my pain tolerance and healing ability were far above average. He fell backward and my wolf snarled, wanting to clamp its teeth around his throat. “Please.” He tried to get away, crab-walking backward; his face nearly green. “Here. Here’s a purse. It’s got money in it. I-I saw the broad go to the ATM.”

"Shhh hush! My dear Delilah, can't you see I'm doing you a favor here hm?" "No, you are killing me this way. If she leaves me then I will die. I'm supposed to be in hell with her" Delilah cried in pain. "Trust me Delilah. Morgana lied to you. She's a demon and demons lie. That's their way of living in humans to the fullest. I am afraid I don't want her to exist here anymore" Raven said throwing the half eaten apple aside, rising from the seat too as she caressed the girl's cheek.

"You need not fight your battles alone when I'm with you." "Did you see the expression on everyone else's face when Mila named that Mord guy?" "Yes, I did," Brian replied calmly. "That doesn't scare me, Ethan. I'm not a weakling to fear a name." I knew the man was strong. I knew Brian was fearless, bold and courageous, but the way my sister was eager to name that Mord guy and the way the room reacted really kept me at unease. This Mord was not your average werewolf, I suspected so.

a werewolf announced. Zane Drocco is a handsome lad carrying the title of being the oldest among them despite the clear skin and youthful appearance. He's had visions of the past, present, and future. He's also laid out several prophecies that turned out to be quite true, and everything he envisioned had come to reality. Apart from that, he is also the strongest warrior who led battles to victory in centuries. A literal knight in shining armour.

"It's preferable to go home." Afterwards, we put our shoes and immediately head to his bike. We came to the beach on his big sleek motorcycle. It's an amazing black Kawasaki Ninja with some prominent white outlines. I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning.