Brave Mor'du Novels & Stories

“Your reign of terror… ends now. You… are done.” Mordecai’s laugh, cold and devoid of humor, sliced through the tense air. “Brave words for a man on the brink of death,” he taunted, his gaze icy and piercing. “You think this is about victory?! It’s about sending a message, Caden! A message that no one, not even the gods, can oppose the great Mordecai!” Suddenly, with the swiftness of a lightning strike, an inexplicable force sweeps Mordecai across the terrain. His body careens through the air at a speed that defies the laws of nature, grating against the earth with a ferocity that rends flesh from bone.

He states. "You're wolf is majestic. I felt safe around him." I sigh and tilt my head backwards. "I still don't know what to name my wolf, and don't you dare say Canisa." I warn and he lets out a chuckle. I don't think he knows how sexy that is. "How about Lupita?" he says "That sounds like Aaron's wolf's name." I state. "Morgan. Short for Morgana." He says and I smile, nodding at him.

His heart spasmed in his chest over her agony. "We will catch up to him and he will tell us where Brand is, min elskede." Brand said with iron. He took her mouth in a brief, savage kiss before carefully placing her back on her feet. Making sure she had her balance, he caught her ravaged gaze with his. "Come now, min modige hun ulv (my brave she wolf). We have to go to the Yggdrasil and do what we must to get answers from this Mögurhlutr (worthless man)."

They streamed from the trees, surrounding the trapped Ironwood hunters. An older woman stepped to the front. She was blind, her eyes milky white, but she moved with uncanny confidence. She held a scaly twisted wooden staff, and her head was tilted as if listening to a song only she could hear. Morwen. “Brock of Ironwood.” she said, her voice clear and carrying over the ridge. “You are trespassing on sanctuary ground. You know the law.” Brock stopped struggling. He glared at her with pure hatred. “The law is changing, old woman, your sanctuary is a myth. Gideon is coming, and he will have what he wants.”

and cropped short and he had the similar facial features of Draven only his eyes was a chocolate brown and his expression menacing "well hey their princess, they didn't lie when they said you was an incredible beauty." He said lustfully "Now I see why my brother is having so much trouble with this situation…" he was then cut off by Draven slapping him on the back of the head as if he didn't want the man to continue his sentence "I'm sorry for him" Draven said to me while handing me a plate full of fish and wild berries "This is my younger brother, Mordrid. He has no filter but I assure you that you are safe here and I will not let anyone bother you" I could see the man named Mordrid give Dr

time ," Sasha replies. Braeden sent something a few nights ago. Father didn't need me to show it to you, but I think you reserve the option of seeing it. Faced with those words, it doesn't take long for me to know what he's talking about and remember that three nights before he showed me what Braeden sent. It's a picture of some dead men, murdered in the most ridiculously rough way available by the Wolf of the Desert, the organic mother of Greece.

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

Kit laughed, shaking his head at Joon. "I didn't mean to," He chuckled. "I don't understand why that pup follows you sometimes." Kit laughed. Smiling, Joon replied, "What can I say? It's all training to him!" All the wolves laughed. "What's the message?" Rex asked the Alpha. "Pandora was the one responsible for taking Vuk Majka's goddess like power, along with her Soul's Light. Pandora locked them in a mystic cage, called the Tome of Sadness until she found another worthy to take on the mantle of Vuk." Joon paused, not knowing how to say what is coming next.

Barbara's grandfather's gaze shifted out of the car window beside him, his hand still caressing the top of Linda's head which was now resting on his shoulder. Aryadi is a wolf-shifter from the Black Wolf tribe as well, but he has rarely visited a base like that bunker since his dispute with Elder Magen long ago. Although Elder Magen seemed to have put their problems aside after the young wolf-shifter found Aryadi's body lying unconscious near the headquarters and took care of him.