Jackson The Hedgehog Novels & Stories

a voice spoke from the shadows of the stone-dolls. Jackson appeared, leaning against a pillar of obsidian. He was no longer the crow or the god. He was a man of shadow, his golden eyes the only thing that didn't look like ash. He held the Ebony Key, but it was now a liquid, shifting thing that looked like a serpent.

Fur spun around to see who it was and he saw a black wolf, a foot shorter than himself standing before him. “Jackson,” Fur grunted. “I believe I put you in a dustbin. This is not your fight.” “It is,” Jackson roared and bounded towards Fur with amazing speed. “You would die today, Fur and everyone would know that I killed the mighty Fur.”

Michael Jackson POV Jone Jackson forces his inner wolf into submission as he slides out of the customized, low-slung transport Michael had presented to him following their mating covenant. He leaves the vehicle parked carelessly right across the flagstones of the Alpha Council Hall entrance, completely disregarding the secure subterranean vaults. Two heavily armored boundary wagons halt directly behind him, courtesy of the Elder Luna Katherine Jackson. Her hyper-fixation on the omega's safety has reached an unbearable peak; she refuses to let him traverse the Silvermoon Capital without an elite vanguard flanking his path, every guardian personally vetted and blood-sworn by the old king Josep

Or if something really bad was happening and they were too ashamed to say they couldn't catch a bad guy. I was turning ideas in my head like the way a dung heap was turned(sorry for the gory details. I'll stop), when the door opened and my mother stood in the doorway. I was about to give a weak smile when I saw Jason by her side, clinging to her arm like a leach. Well, that's what he is, right? What the—?

It was only fifty feet away. "Fine," Jackson grunted. He got out and opened Leo’s door. "But you go right there behind that bush. Don't you move." Leo hopped out. He looked very small next to the giant man. He walked toward a thick hedge, pretending to be in pain. The moment Jackson turned his head to check his radio, Leo didn't go to the potty. He dropped his bear into the dirt to make them think he was still there, and then he crawled.

I peek out the window and see Jackson, in his giant silver wolf form, heaving himself at the barricaded doggy-door. The black wolf- must be Sam appears behind him nips at his hind quarters. Jackson turns on the smaller wolf and attacks. The two roll on the ground, their horrible growls filing the air. It seems like more than play. Jackson's teeth snap, Sam's answering whine sounds pained.

Jackson whined, gasping for air as Adrian held his neck tight. “When are guys like you going to learn mates are not objects you can obtain and throw away when you feel like, they are human being granted to us by the moon goddess, they are meant to be cherished not tortured and maltreated” Adrian growled, his hands went through Jackson’s chest ripping out his heart, Jackson’s body went limp in Adrian’s hand.

But the look on Blue Blades face says it all. The biggest rogue comes forward, his face and snout laden with scars, one ear missing its tip, the other missing completely. “This is Jackson, he has been my shadow ever since we all left Blue Moon, so many years ago. His primary purpose has been to hide my scent with his own. So, you see, everything is not what it seems.” He nods at Jackson , who steps back to stand beside his master. He is the one who attacked me in my room. My skin flashes with heat at the memory of being drenched in poison.

he said licking his lips, "What's your name darling?." "What are you trying to do?," she questioned with a frown, was this his way of wooing ladies? "Come on don't be like that baby girl, besides what are you doing hanging out with the likes of him?." he asked sending Leonard a hard glare, Leonard chuckled mildly with his words, from the first glance he was able to tell the boy named Jackson was a lycan, "Come hang with the big boys beautiful, a creature such as you don't belong with the likes of him."

Yael asked with a frown. Jackson cleared his throat. He didn’t know how to answer Yael’s question. “Ah, Yael, aren’t you hungry yet? I bought bread at a bakery earlier. Maybe your mommy has already finished cooking breakfast,” Jackson said. He needed to divert the conversation and see what else he could say to the boy. “My pets haven’t disappeared from my stomach yet,” replied Yael jokingly. “Oh, you! You’re also a Joker, huh,” Jackson said with a laugh.