Darth Maul Darth Talon Novels & Stories

I could feel the ointment was making the wound magically stitched itself back together, it was like having your skin pierced by small needles and sewn back together stitch by stitch. "Oh goddd...Maven, I need something for the pain!" "He will give it to you baby, just hold on to me...I got you, my love." Arkael cradled me in his arms. It was not long when Arkael gave the goblet and told me to finish drinking the concoction. I was gagging and crying to the foul taste, while at the same time I was gripping his arm trying to get rid of the pain. "Maven, get Sabina to my chamber and torture this crawler with thousands deaths and don't let him die," Arkael said sternly to Maven.

He longed to call for his parents, but he had rushed to this spot without his belongings, even shirtless due to the urgency sparked by the name he heard. "VALE!" The stranger's call reverberated, triggering a sharp pain in Altair's abdomen once more. Talon’s eyes darkened as he advanced towards Altair. Suddenly, Talon's vision blurred, his mind overwhelmed as he lurched towards the boy, everything afterward fading into a surreal blur. His senses dulled, oblivious even to the child’s initial cries, a singular impulse driving him. Feed. Locked away in solitude and agony, Talon endured countless nights of torment. If this night marked his end, he would die sating his hunger.

Huffing in defeat and irritation Dante picked Mj up off the floor and walked her to a chair, depositing her into it before moving to clean up the mess she made. Trying to compose herself Mj gripped the arms of the chair and pushed herself upright. “Why are you sorry Dante?” Mj’s voice was strained but had a very cold edge to it. “And who is Talia?” Instead of answering her Dante rushed out the door with an armful of dirty towels, Mj growled and crossed her arms “everytime!” she snapped, loud enough for him to hear on the other side of the door. Azreal pinched the bridge of his nose exhaling, “Mj...Talia is an Original like- '' Mj grabbed herself with an internal shudder “Theo and Calix ''

Talin nodded quickly, but his gaze kept darting to the trees as if he expected the dark to rise up and swallow him. “What did you see?” Abel asked, blunt as always. Talin swallowed. “I saw Crimson Rogue. I saw the one they call Toren with her. The angry one.” “Toren,” Ronan said, keeping his voice calm. “Yes,” Talin whispered. “He kept saying her name like it was a prayer. He was following her like… like she was the only thing he had left.” Ronan’s chest tightened. Grief made men stupid. Grief made men lethal. His mind went to Xavier unbidden.

There was a roar that shook the earth and the trees and when I turned there was something that would be the thing in every childhood nightmare imaginable. There stood Talon, at least 8 feet tall, covered in hair and muscle and his eyes a steel gray with his mouth full of sharp canines and teeth. His hands had claws the length of human fingers and they actually glinted in the rising red moonlight. I was so turned on. Yeah, I wanted him, like nothing else. My pussy faucet broke. I licked my lips and ran my hand down my breasts gripping them, trying to keep myself together. I could hear the sounds of the surrounding warriors climaxing and then standing to see how this exchange would end. I coul

"Since we were held in high esteem in Langley, we all trained with the same teacher and the same military commander. However, it wasn’t just the three of us." Taking in a breath, I try to ignore the pain I’m feeling in my chest at remembering Talon. "There was another," I continue. "His name was Talon, and he was Talia’s mate." At my revelation, Gale’s eyes grew wide. "You see, Talia and Talon were very much in love, and they spent every minute of every day together." "What happened to him?" Gale asks, not bothering to hold back. "Something happened to him, right?"

TALON Talon is standing in his chambers, fastening the leather straps of his armor with deliberate precision. The thought of going to Silvercrest Pack with Phoenix made his jaw tighten. For Phoenix, this journey will be a confrontation with her past, one riddled with betrayal and pain. For him, it is a challenge to ensure she comes out unscathed, physically and emotionally. As her mage, be can't let her face this alone, not with the bind they now shared.

Clarence flies through the air and falls, rolling to a stop with a broken arm and a leg bent in the opposite way. I glare at her, circling her and Drex and displaying on my face a hate so intense I can see the color black. Seething at me, Drex shifts into his ashen wolf. It’s much smaller than mine as I chuckle inwardly. ‘Show him who’s boss, Talon'. For killing my heir…not even allowing him the chance to see his parents and have his first breath of air…. I will devour you and splay your shredded parts all over the lands of Mexico.

The dragon spread his wings while Talon jumped on the dragon as well, cradling the wolf tenderly in his arms. “Oomph !” Dante exaggerated. “You are heavy,” he razzed his brother. Talon rolled his eyes at his jackass triplet but then smirked when he looked down at the beautiful, whimpering wolf in his arms. “Don’t call the delicate wolf that !” Talon smugly replied, cupping the wolf’s pink cheeks. He brushed the blood away from Bryson’s split brow. His fingers lingered, too gentle for a battlefield. “Makes me wonder how he got the role of the commander of the world’s most elite strike force. Nepotism maybe,” he chuckled, stroking the handsome Alpha’s chin.

“Yeah, but if you think of this logically, Talon’s far more powerful. He’s been murdering humans and drinking blood for a long fucking time. I’m sure he’s gonna win this. He doesn’t hold back, and he’s got a few loose screws, works well in a fight ring.” “Gotta agree on that but I put my money on the Alpha.” The team Talon sniggered, “Sucks to be you, man.” In the fight ring, Talon had his razor-sharp fangs jutting out of his mouth, and in that exact moment, he sank his teeth into Maverick’s arm.