Dan Machi Novels & Stories

“Since you are so great, why don’t we have a spar” Mane wanted to spar with Dan? Over the past few weeks, they had sparred a few times. Every time they fought, it was with a handicap. Dan only fought with one arm. He always fought with only his left arm, and never used his right arm or his legs. Mane who knew that Dan was right-handed, was very much aware of the fact that Dan had never fought seriously. It served to reinforce his belief that Dan was a First Generation Mystic Path Warrior who survived the battle against the Winged Serpent. His reasoning was simple.

Micah shrugs. I giggle. Micah turns and pulls me close against his body. He gives me a mischievous look and begins to waltz. Micah is an amazing dancer. He is good at everything, to be honest. Fighting, schooling, especially maths and science, dancing, cooking. He is perfect at everything he does and perfect in every way. His kind, sweet personality. His face that the Gods must have chiselled themselves. His sable brown eyes which remind me of Autumn. His scent, oh Gods, his scent sends the cauldron inside me bubbling.

gomez and stared at my hands pressing Mark’s chest, when his fists began to hit Tom. “¿Ya no te sientes muy macho, pendejo? ¿Te gusta hacer sufrir a las mujeres?” I heard him say in Spanish between blows “You’ll see what it's like to be a macho, when I take you to the Hacienda...” I shuddered with terror when I heard his muffled moans, so I met Mark's eyes, seeing his limp, pale face, and although his chest rose and fell, he was completely still.

At least, I had expected Maia to be angry but she was surprisingly also attracted to the Ripper. Strange! Besides the Ripper, the only man who was able to make me crazy with lust was Adam and to be honest with myself, Adam and the Ripper had a striking resemblance.

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

I state irritatingly wondering who could be disrupting our conversation. One of the maids walked in, "Alpha" "Yes?" "The Luna is awake."

I was wrong. “Yes, but–” I was cut off when Ricco gave Nikolas a machete. No. “You may think the interaction was harmless and maybe it was. Baby, Carlo knew what he was getting himself into when he touched you like you were his bitch. Now he’s crying like a figo.” (figo - pussy)

One I hadn’t used since Nikolai’s betrayal. Within moments, the doors opened and three of my men walked in—what was left of my inner circle. The loyal ones. The dangerous ones. Rico. Tomas. Angelo. They bowed but didn’t speak. Their silence was the kind I needed. “We move by dusk,” I said. “We take back what’s ours. Damon has drawn first blood. But we will return it tenfold. I just want to be done my way this time.” “Even after the losses?” Rico asked. “Even after Nikolai?”

"I'm the Alpha of the Silver Sword pack. I reject you, Annie, as my mate. Everything between us is done." "Damon?" I blurted, my face washed with tears. "Do you really want to do this?"

He lazily hopped down, landing at Madchen’s feet. “What did you do to my dog?” she got up in the man’s face and screamed. “Him, oh he’s fine,” Adam gave a little smile,”He knows I’m here to protect you.” “Hmmp,” Madchen sat back down on the couch, furrowing her brows. “Well, little girl,” “Wait, how do you know my nickname, in fact, how do you know where I live? Hell, you even know the code to my door!” Machen was pissed and frightened. She trembled as she watched the strange man pace the floor.