Darth Talon Book Novels & Stories

Demika’s pulse quickens, her fists clenching as the vision shifts, carrying her to another scene, this one bloodier, more final. Talon Takoda stands alone in a dense forest, surrounded by a circle of armed wolves, their eyes glittering with the thrill of the hunt. His body is battered, his breath labored, but defiance burns in his gaze. A figure steps forward—Lucas again, flanked by wolves loyal to him.

Her gaze landed on the sight of the Eclipse Pack, and then she stepped out through the small gate, bawling her eyes out. She waved down a taxi, slid into it, and choked out the address to Selena’s apartment at the Bloodmoon Pack. ——— In Talon’s dorm, guards stood outside, guarding it while he was inside, standing by the window and staring into emptiness as several thoughts crashed down on him. He wished he had lived differently. He wished he had done things differently.

"It could be a way out." We start moving towards the light, our footsteps echoing in the quiet chamber. As we get closer, the light grows brighter, and we can see that it's coming from a small room at the end of the tunnel. We step into the room and find ourselves surrounded by shelves filled with books and strange artifacts. There's a small table in the center of the room, and on it, there’s a small, glowing orb. "What is that?" Damon asks, stepping closer to the table. "No idea," Hank says, studying the orb.

Before turning to that, I wiped my cheek demonstratively, which made Nick smile broadly. "The cub that you sold me yesterday is dead." What? I looked from Taid to Reese, who had pressed his lips grimly together. He didn't seem to notice how his grip on my shoulder tightened barely noticeably. "How?" He asked simply. "Well, that's an excellent question." Taid pulled a Zippo out of his pants pocket, which he opened and closed. Open and closed. And open and close. As he did so, he looked down at it, as if to think carefully about the answer to that question. “It kind of had a fit. Spasms. Lying in his cage, jerking around like crazy. Well, at least until it stopped moving. Now it's just food fo

She is now almost like a complete killing machine. Within an hour, the whole school grounds were flooded with blood and dead bodies. The clear skies turned to crimson blood until the night came in. Daria was sitting on the school bench and the blood already dried on her clothes. The moon is slowly emerging and for the first time in her eyes, the crimson red is refracted on the moonbeam. The moon looks like it's bleeding and the night is wailing. No one is around except for her but she is aware that there are still knights in another part of the island killing the remaining foxes. But there are only a few left. It's only a miracle of some have escaped.

If he's afraid already then he's in for a world of surprise and pain if he doesn't tell us what we want to know and soon. "My name is Talon, I am... was a member of the pack that you destroyed and Aria is my mate. I didn't come here to cause trouble but I won't be leaving without my mate." Yeah, this guy is seriously cooked. "And how did you get in here?" He seems to be trying to avoid that question but I'm not letting it go. Something is clearly off with this guy and of course, Nick has already picked up on it too as suddenly six of our warriors come from outside of the room and surround the prick.

he begins and I nod. "My name is Talon and I'm two years younger than Zeron. I was kidnapped when I was twelve and ever since then, I've been living in this castle as a slave. Escaping this place isn't a cake walk and believe me when I say that I have tried to escape several times but I keep failing. But today, I sensed my brother's shadow magic and I was able to see past the wards. I found a way we can escape" he says and my eyes go wide."You've been here since you were twelve? Why didn't Zeron do anything about it?" I ask and he shrugs."My brother has not been himself for quite a long time, Alanna. These past few years has taken it's toll on him. I'm not surprised he might've actually forg

"Dolph is dead. I killed him. I don't know how it happened but I felt my power return. I killed him and afterwards I saved the remaining survivor in the dungeon. A brief silence hung in the air, the weight of the revelation sinking in. Talon's anger began to yield to a mix of emotions—relief, closure, and a renewed sense of purpose. "Really? That is good news. No wonder you were swift in fighting. I have always known that you have something in you. Something great. I'm proud of you my love," he complimented.

Alfonso tried as much as possible to make sure his tone sounded neutral. Talon huffed and puffed, finally seeing he had no choice. “I’ll race you to the clearing, let's see which of us has gotten slower.” Talon waited for Alfonso to tuck his clothes under the tree. They both shifted into their wolves. Talon was considered evil by Madelyn, but his wolf’s fur begged to differ. Talon’s fur was brown, with gray patches on it. His eyes were bloodshot red — Alpha eyes and when the moonlight reflected in them you could see the rings of gold around it.

"And yet, here I am, alive and well.” His eyes narrowed. "Alive, yes. Well, barely. You just said your head hurts" She rolled her eyes but let it go, instead eyeing the book he held. "Speaking of survival, I believe my book belongs to me." He glanced down at it, turning it in his hands. "Oh, this?" He smirked. "I was just finishing my little homework." Her brow arched. "Homework?" Talon flipped the pages, holding it up. "I took the liberty of writing down a few thoughts. Consider it my contribution to your education."