Darth Talon Novels & Stories

I freeze instantly. This isn’t good. Talon’s bulking frame narrows onto the petrified Luna, perceiving she’s a nomad like the enemies he’s been slaying…for standing in defense against them to protect the enemy who took his beloved captive, attacked his pack in his absence and snatched the life of one he held dear. “Da-

I greeted him, and he responded. "How's the rogue doing?" He asked, and I wanted to punch him in the face. "Dillard, you will not speak to my son in that manner, ever! How dare you disrespect his mate?" My father reprimanded him before I could react. "I don't understand you.." Beta Carter said, sounding hurt, "How can you allow this. What would people think if a rogue becomes the Yellow moon's luna?" "It is better than an inconsiderate, selfish evil b*tch as Luna," Delta Ashton said as he walked in. I knew he was referring to my mother.

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

I wanted to be all she needed, to be her strength, but what good am I when I can't even touch her? Thorne stood, holding a small, worn journal. He seemed to measure its weight like it held not just knowledge but truths that desired liberation. "This man was a follower of the Dark Ones," he declared, his voice a solemn testament. His words broke through my haze of anger and disbelief, drawing my eyes to the journal.

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.

The stench of blood and decay is overwhelming. "Finish them off!" she screams, sending another wave of dark power. With every surge, they grow stronger and more terrifying. "Connor Blazeheart, wake up now! Remember your mother, your sister, your wife. That monster isn’t what you think it is!" Uriel manages to break free just as the ice holding Connor wears off. The alpha crashes into one of the massive trees, growling in frustration at missing his target. "What the hell is going on?" Kaelan shouts, struggling to throw off six of the pack members. It’s proving far more difficult than he anticipated.

“I’ll find them.” Ron nodded. “Okay. If we can get everything ready, we might be able to stop Dareth for good.” “Then it’s settled.” Talon grinned as he cracked his knuckles again. “Let’s go paint the ground with a god’s blood.” “Will you be okay?” Eron asked Vathar, his voice low as he knelt beside him. The Dark Lord was drenched in sweat, his breathing shallow and uneven. Every movement was agony, but he still managed to give Eron a smile. A stubborn yet heartbreakingly soft smile. “Of course I'll be fine. I'm the Dark Lord remember?”

I heard Deucalion’s voice ask from behind me. Just as I turned to answer him, all the torches, candle stands, and chandeliers in the hall went out leaving us in total darkness. I tried to navigate my way around the darkness for a few seconds but before I could make it to Valerian, I felt someone seize me by the neck. I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Illyria!!”

Seconds later, the huge, heavy wooden doors creak open as a gasping Alana breaks through the opening. “I came as fast as I could, after I heard the labour has started," she bursts out as soon as she’s standing beside my bed. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t here on time for the birth. We secured the borders even more today. It seems like someone is trying to break through our defence.” Her worried eyes shift to Drake. His big dark brown eyes narrow, and for a second, I see concern written on his face until he masks it quickly to a neutral look. It has to be Jax from the Blood-moon pack. He’s the only enemy Drake truly fears.

he said. "It's everything, Demon. I will spend the rest of my life being grateful to you," I said, my hand caressing his knuckles. But then, the dark memory from the edge of my unconsciousness crept back in, making my blood run cold. "But... who is Talon? I heard you mention his name right before the world went completely black. Was he the one who initiated all those sickening bullets?" I didn't know who this Talon was, but a dark instinct told me he was a monster just like Bloodbath—or maybe someone infinitely worse.