Canon Fodder Novels & Stories

As if the annoying student from a while ago was completely a different person. “To use lives as a means to threaten and communicate with his enemy, this man surely knows how to show dominance. This is starting to get interesting.” Jendo uttered as he mischievously smirked and placed the perfectly sliced apples that he carved as little bunnies on the platter of fruits and snacks he prepared.

My wolf’s snarl tore out of my chest. “She’s my mate.” The silence after was deafening. Marissa froze, anger giving way to disbelief. My father’s eyes widened, the first crack in his mask in years. “Mate?” My father sneered like the word was a trick. “You’re soft, Lucian. You think a pretty phrase will hang the High Council back? You think your heart will save the pack from laws and councilmen?” The word hung there, thick and heavy, my pulse crashing in my throat.

he paused, taking another huge gulp before lightly slamming the can on the table and continuing, "did you ever feel the betrayal of your own bestfriend who was supposed to burn down the world for you? But what does he do instead? Fuck my boyfriend under my nose and appear like nothing happened. Damn, this world is truly fucked." I absentmindedly nodded, knowing he was right and somewhat I was doing this to Stella---my childhood bestfriend, so it did infact make me a shitty friend too. But was I really? As I contemplated on my running thoughts, the door to the cafeteria opened and in walked our Professor with a lady and a man attached to his hip---I mean following him behind. "Holy macaroons.

Whoever said time is a healer was a lying son of a bitch. I get through the days fine enough. I prepare defences with Finn, Tucker and Hayden. The latter is trying to convince me my own sprawling tattoo art would help me deal with losing Franz. Considering he's absolutely drowning in ink, what kind of life has he had before joining the Shadowlands Warriors? I cut down and split trees for firewood until my muscles scream. Then like a glutton for punishment, I listen to Easton talk for hours on end. Literally hours. I do everything and anything Cillian asks of me.

“Heat or fire can’t hurt Hilda. She’s resistant to it.” The sound of Ian breaking chicken bones made me imagine what other things he could do with those deadly canines of his. ‘Let’s let him test it out. On our neck.’ ‘I’m not listening to you anymore.’ Cannon dropped his fork and knife and used his hands to take a whole chicken to his plate. Aurora was doing the same and she laughed, while he smiled at her. “Interesting, they’re already getting their powls,” Cannon said. “They’re just defense mechanisms,” Kane said, slurping his fingers like an absolute animal.

The kind of look one would give a stranger on the street—no love, no hate, nothing at all. At last, he understood. He had lost me forever. Months later, I read in the news that Joe's university was embroiled in an academic scandal. Ivy's family was implicated too, and their empire crumbled into bankruptcy. Sasha called, gossiping that Joe could not withstand the blow and had gone mad. Meanwhile, my Rebirth series won the International Art Gold Award of the year. When I heard the news, Nathan came out of the studio, wrapped his arms around me from behind, and rested his chin lightly on my shoulder.

Huo Yan said. "Cannon fodder," Zhan said. "Jealous. Arrogant. Talentless. Existed in the first fifty chapters to be humiliated by the male lead and discarded. His exit was spilling champagne on you at a gala and getting his career blacklisted permanently." He paused. "I had literally just finished reading that scene when the truck hit." Huo Yan was very still. "A truck," he said.

"Yep. He taught me how to track snow-rabbits last winter. We played Moon-Stalker. Do you play Moon-Stalker?" "Can’t say I do." "Oh." Leo sounded disappointed. "Well, it’s cool." He hit the kitchen tile and announced, "I’m hungry. You got meat?" Luke looked at Camila for permission. "Do you want... Cocoa Pebbles?" "Yes!" Leo cheered. Cass winced. "Sorry, kid. Diego Parker finished those off yesterday." Leo’s shoulders slumped. "Mac and cheese?" Luke tried. "I ate the rest of that last night," Cass admitted, covering his eyes. "My bad."

As I joined the mourners in the back. I watched with a heavy heart as Canon’s mom, dad and sister place wild flowers on his casket. Alpha Dane, and Luna Marquee followed behind. A little she wolf with blond hair that I assume was Canon recently acquired mate, Bata Declan, a few warriors. A human? Dane had mentioned that Canon had a human friend, that he became closed to during his time Germany. But for them to actually be allowed to come to his funeral is unheard of. Plus, I assumed Canon friend was a male.

Whimpering and growling as I felt life slowly leave my mate little by little, I stomped my Lycan paws heavier on the ground brushing through the twigs and animal chirping I could hear in the thick forest I ran into. My mate was in his Lycan form hovered by a familiar Lycan I had fought that day as it instantly nipped on his neck trying to tear his neck away from his body. Too focused on ending my mate's life, he didn't notice when I pressed my fangs into its neck instead and trashed it away. Feeling my Lycan transfer life to him through the mate-bond, I charged back at Aaron's Lycan, who had my mate's blood dripping from its snort, and slashed his face.