Meowscles X Midas Novels & Stories

“Very.” “I should check.” Claire caught his wrist. Mason stopped. Her hand was warm. Neither moved. Claire slowly let go. “They’re fine.” Mason looked toward the corner. A faint green glow appeared. Then Gerald: “Meeeeeh.” Then Cricket: “Mrrrp.” Then Bramble: “Shhh.” Mason stared. Claire laughed softly. “They are absolutely not fine.” “No.” “But maybe they can be not fine for five minutes.” Mason looked at her.

He examined the wound on her wrist again, this time with more attention. “Meizan turned her into a mezzo-demon.” He said, his voice grave. “A supernatural creature. Neither fully human nor fully vampire. Something in between.” “A mezzo… what?” Jess blinked. “Is that like… a promotion?” “Jess.” I scolded, but there was relief in my voice. If she was making jokes, she was still herself.

Max orders the maids to make sure that Sky eats some food while she waits until it's time to walk down the aisle. Zion, Marco, Jessica, and Sasha arrived where Max was having the wedding. Sasha shows them the floor plan on how to get around—trying to beat the clock now only having two hours before the full moon is at its highest peak. Zion let his wolf Caleb freely explore the area to see if he could smell his mate but where he was, he had no luck. Jessica ventured out onto a hill where she noticed a small house. Jessica surveyed the area; when she noticed that maids were coming and going, she knew that Sky had to be inside.

She rapidly walked to meet Marilee and pulled her into a suffocating hug. Just as Mitzie was releasing her mother from the embrace, she froze and stared ahead at nothing as her eyes became the vibrant green glow they had been before. ~~~~ “My dearest Orthos,” Claris feigned concern as she studied the man that was beaten and hogtied with schorl-infused ropes. He slightly raised his bleeding head to glare at her from where he was laying on his side. “We could have had a beautiful life together,” she smiled. “To the underworld with you, witch,” he venomously spat as he tried flexing his hands in attempt to relieve some of the pressure the bindings were causing on his wrists.

I replied. “I can answer that. Vampires will make a shifted wolf's nose tingle. You’re down with Alpha Isha, he’s a good friend of mine.” said Gideon. He turned to Maisey and held out his hand and said, “Gideon Clarke. Nice to meet you Maisey.” Maisey took Gideon’s hand and shook it. “Maisey Gilmore. Nice to meet you Gideon,” she said.

It then speaks to her in some ancient language. "I AM BACK MY LOVE.MY LOVE AKKUSA". The mummy then puts his hand on her face and leans forward to kiss her. But she regains herself and push him off. She then takes time to let her mind to be processed and comes back in reality. "Whoa whoa man .I am not your LOVE and i don't even know WHO YOU are rather than THE MUMMY TITTLE. So please let me go and i promise I will make it a blind eye.please?"

It was dangerously easy to slip back into our shorthand—tearing apart the curriculum while he broke down complex equations into a language I could actually speak. We were deep into a labyrinthine problem set when my concentration snapped. My eyes drifted to Diego. He had the end of a pencil pressed against his lips, lost in thought. As I watched, he slid the wood between his teeth, biting down with a soft, subconscious pressure. A heavy pulse throbbed in my core. I could almost feel the phantom pressure of those teeth against my neck—the marking of a wolf claiming his mate.

The room felt suffocating, the air thick with unspoken tension. Lysandra’s gaze remained fixed on Kaelen as he stood across from her, his posture rigid, a storm brewing behind his sharp golden eyes. She clutched the photographs in her hands, her knuckles white, her heartbeat thrumming in her chest. Each picture was a reminder of the horrors that had begun haunting her. The figures—those unnatural beings—appeared only in the frame, but their presence lingered in her mind, haunting her thoughts.

The minotauraus pawed at the ground and then turned its head away from them and turned back galloping , making the earth tremble under his hooves . " How - how did it not see us " said Chelsea her voice thick with fear . " My - my team mate took its sight away just - just before he died " said Malcolm his voice full of guilt and grief " But then again , he wouldn't have to if that stupid Count Clodis didn't came in here !"his voice rising passionately with anger " Count Clodis ? What was he doing here ? Isn't this path -"

All six wolves went flying until they were crumpled in a heap, and we’re left with our jaw hanging slack. Standing at eight feet tall is Mei, but not Mei as we’re used to seeing her. Her eyes are those of a snake; full orbs of gold with a black slit down the centre. The top half of her body is human-like but black and gold scales move down the edges of her face, down her neck and coat her usual creamy skin. Her entire torso is littered in black and gold scales with these fascinating geometric patterns. Her torso is shaped like that of a woman – a naked woman – but the scales prevent her from looking exposed. As you get to her waist her legs are gone to be replaced with the largest fucking sn