Evermoor Characters Novels & Stories

Seeing that, Moxxi sighed in relief and continued, "His name is Smith—BM Group may be a foreign organization, but he is Shaganese, born and bred. He just refuses to acknowledge his roots." Frank smirked—it was amusing that the spiritron vein was actually interested in a person who denied his roots. The end really justified the means for that dragon! As Moxxi elaborated on Smith, his seemingly intimidating story actually left Frank looking forward to their meeting. He wondered if such a callous man would stay true to his nature when driven to desperation! - An hour later, as their car stopped outside a service area, Moxxi and Frank alighted and headed straight into the diner.

He has shoulder-length wavy black hair. Lastly, Qillalon Van Kirk (31), Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. He is always outside at night patrolling the premises with his pack. Aside from that, he has a scar on his upper left eye. He has dirty blonde hair, dark gloomy green eyes, and he smells like lilacs." “Van Kirk,” Vesper mumbled under her breath with a hint of disdain. Her voice caught Evie's attention but was shortly brushed off as Emily continued speaking.

His peppermint scent makes my wolf purr as he comes closer to me . "Hi baby ,"he smiles and places a soft kiss on my forehead and does the same for Charlotte I notice another scent that is foreign but friendly . I look behind and see a couple behind Maddox . The man is slightly big with dirty blonde hair and glasses while his mate is short with wavy brown hair that falls on her shoulders. "Hello,"I wave shyly at them . I look at Maddox waiting for him to explain something. "This is alpha Stephen and his Luna Emily of the Red Moon Pack which is the second biggest pack ,"he explains as he introduces them .

Although Emmett was mad that I was acting like a baby (his words), he ended up taking me home. It seemed he was not yet convinced that it was not safe for us to be out after dark with the creatures of the night roaming the town. I didn’t know if Mr. Morgenstern had been right about the werewolves being practically harmless to humans. He was a werewolf so naturally he was more likely to say good things about his kind. Maybe I wanted to believe werewolves were good because Bradley Lightwood was one.

Known for his brutality, he had a reputation for incapacitating his opponents by targeting their nerves. "You have half an hour. Feel free to do as you wish, but I only need half of these people alive by the end of it!" Mochomos turned to his convoy, permitting them to torment the captives as they pleased. In a desperate bid to defend his clan, Cimarron launched a futile attack, only to be swiftly subdued by Mochomos's superior strength. Cimarron was grievously injured and failed to conjure a functional Lord of War Domain.

I think different though and I’m glad Alpha Atticus is a man with morals, but his mind is in the 21st Century. “Good evening and welcome to Crescent Moon Pack. I’m Jason Moore, Alpha heir and the firstborn to Alpha Victor and Luna Amalia Moore. My father is in a meeting and soon will join us." a tall man in his early twenties, with red head and crystal blue eyes greeted us.

he laughed. Just before the bridge, Damien held up,his arm to stop. Damien was a 'Dead I' and could see with great detail at distances over a mile away. Pointing at Makai and then to the ground, indicating him to stay there. Makai nodded. Damien slipped away into the dense foliage, looking more like a dark whisp, rather than a wolf. After he couldn't see him anymore, Makai crouched low, trying to attack if needed. Damien flew out of the trees at the back of whoever was standing in front of Ni-Ko, tackled him to the ground. Once he saw the attacker, Ni-Ko dropped to his knees, doubling over with laughter. Makai ran over quickly, and had the same reaction!

Remoire is a demon thunderbird. He was considered one of the great demon harbringers back in the old timeline. Like Gorshe, he is one of the three harbringers of Hell who wrecked havoc alongside the demon princes. The sky outside of the academy is dark, as if a storm were coming. I feel shaken up because the sky reminds me of how I charred my skin fighting the massive thunderbird hiding behind the dark clouds. Black lightning roared, rushing in and out of the clouds like a coiling serpent.

ULFRED: SNIPER NATASSA: COLLAPSE EMILIO: MOVE ERMANNO: SNIPER ELIODORO: FIRE DESPOINA: SLIMES EVA: WATER ____________ POXWER young wolf and the FAXNERY" BORIS: X-RAY THYIA: FREEZE THYONE: SOIL DESPOINA: CREATE EGIDIO: SHIELD ULFRED: SNIPER NATASSA: COLLAPSE EMILIO: MOVE ERMANNO: SNIPER ELIODORO: FIRE POINE: SLIMES EVA: WATER ****** BORIS" "It's not only Zack that's in the perimeter guys! I saw KEZTOR and THABHEX too."

"That’s the Morgan private line. It goes straight to the mountain's core. No stops." "Wait." I stopped. The floor creaked behind a row of vending machines. Three men stepped out. They wore black tactical gear. No insignias. No names. They carried silver-tipped harpoons. "Nullifiers." "Target sighted," the lead man said. He raised his weapon. "Alpha Brooks. And the Moore traitor." "Ethan—" Abigail stepped back. I didn't wait for them to fire. I tapped the Nexus comms on my wrist.