Horton Characters Novels & Stories

Others frowned, doubt shadowing their golden eyes. Lilith tilted her head, her smile cool and triumphant. “A true Luna is not a burden. A true Luna is a shield, a leader, a wolf whose strength matches her Alpha’s. Isabella Hart? She is none of these things. And when Lucian tires of his little human experiment, Stormfang will pay the price.” She turned, her crimson gown sweeping behind her as she walked away, leaving the seeds of doubt firmly planted. By midday, the whispers had spread.

Who they really are baffles my mind untill one of each the pirates am following saw some people they know in that room. The room is typically old, and not made of brick instead everything is like we staying in a turnel. Fire is hanged on the walls at different angles in the turnel. The floor looks the same as that of the wall. "BUNNY!!", one of our pirates shouted the name as he sees someone he knows in the TURNEL. The person turned to us, ran to us and gave him a hug. What are you doing here bunny?, he asked We are here to make a trade with Mr Hartley, he replied.

Bryan and Joe immediately reached out to clap hands and exchange quick hugs with their fellow mermen, offering friendly pats on the back as a sign of camaraderie and support. Trent, with his striking black tribal tattoos adorning his torso, seamlessly blending with his black tail and hair, hovered tall and proud. Hunter, on the other hand, boasted a deep, dark green tail and tan skin, his body adorned with depictions of various animals in tattoo form. The bond between the two was evident as they stood side by side, ready to embark on the upcoming adventure with their companions.

As a Hunter, you always had to be on your toes. Situations like this happened often, and most of the time the leeches thought you were just a bystander and they planned to suck you dry. Unbeknownst to them, I was anything but. “I know you’re out there, you can come out now.” I said out loud, knowing that I didn’t have to yell for them to hear me. The 4 figures slowly approached me, two male and two female. They were all wearing solid black leather outfits that seemed to match each other and I wondered if they were soldiers.

⁠ ⁠Joy Stone – MY NERD MATE ⁠* * * * * CHARACTER SKETCH: ZOE'S MATES: Talon Green – Green Moss Pack Lucan Cohen – Ocean Spirit Pack Corwin Dixon – Moon Shine Pack Valen Anderson – Crystal Blood Pack Zarek Rexter – Silver Bow Pack Victor King – Vampire King

Horton raised his head and said with a savage gaze, “B*llsh*t! Do I look like that kind of coward who fears death? Satan, Scarlet Witch, there’s no need to make small talk anymore. Fight me if you want, and I shall keep you company to the end!” Next, he immediately said to Marissa, “Our honorable Miss Marissa, don’t worry. I won’t abandon you regardless. Let me stay and fight against Satan and the Scarlet Witch while you leave with George. Get in the car and leave, then immediately seek protection from Rheasia. There’s nothing else that they can do to you!” Horton spoke with such determination as if he was facing death calmly. Marissa was deeply moved by his statement such that her eyes redd

When he passed the final trial, the most sacred moment of all arrived—the claiming. The air grew still. Derek took my hand gently and led me to the center of the ceremonial site. He knelt before the Moon Goddess altar, drank the sacred water offered by the High Witch, then stood and turned to me, his fangs slowly elongating, gleaming under the moonlight. He was ready to mark me. The entire pack watched in reverent silence. I closed my eyes, heart pounding, preparing myself for the eternal bond. But before Derek could sink his fangs into my neck, a blur of motion shattered the silence.

⁠ ⁠Joy Stone – MY NERD MATE ⁠* * * * * CHARACTER SKETCH: ZOE'S MATES: Talon Green – Green Moss Pack Lucan Cohen – Ocean Spirit Pack Corwin Dixon – Moon Shine Pack Valen Anderson – Crystal Blood Pack Zarek Rexter – Silver Bow Pack Victor King – Vampire King

I rifled through my sketchbook, praying he left me alone like everyone else had. "I know you can draw. It's so beautiful. What's that? " he asked pointing at my newest sketch. I shut the book, sliding it out of his reach. I glared at him, not quite used to anyone disturbing me. He met my gaze coolly. " Ah! Where are my manners? " he said. I mumbled, "probably in your half eaten sandwich". He smiled. "Who knew you had a sense of humour? My name is Matthew. L. Henderson." I rolled my eyes, not caring I was sitting next to the mayor's son. He cocked his head, clearly waiting for me to introduce myself like the lady I wasn't.