Mercedes Morr Novels & Stories

My heart thunders harder in my chest the closer we get to Raiden’s office. When he opens it, the thundering becomes a bit harder to control because we’re not going to be alone in here. Morwenna, glossy black hair and impeccable face sits in an upright posture in one of the chairs, and in the other, Mort has a soft smile on his face, his eyes twinkling in an eerily dark way that sends a shiver down my spine. If Morwenna is the darkness of assassins and beautifully evil witches, Mort’s is the darkness of forests on a starless night. It makes sense that they grew up together.

he casually adds, raising my blood pressure again. “What the fuck Jartre?!” I screech, “Who is Merlos and what the fuck did she do?” “Merlos is the Goddess of the Abyss, more commonly known as the Goddess of Darkness and Shadow. She has the ability to see the darkness within all people and things and has a penchant for punishing those guilty of great betrayal. After reading Julie’s mind I knew she was deserving of Merlos’ wrath,” he calmly explains, though the tension in his jaw is very prominent, even through his beard.

Crystal wanted to inquire about the scars that marred her body, but she felt that she would be overstepping, or maybe it was a sensitive topic. " Thank you for saving me. "You shouldn't have, but thank you," Mercedes said to her, leaving her confused. She was wondering if Mercedes wanted to die. Was she suicidal? She was told to try and gather as much intel she could about who Mercedes was and what she was doing outside pack borders being chased by a rogue. Crystal just had to find out anything that could help. She really felt sorry for Mercedes. She looked so young by she was already looking lifeless. The scars attested to her struggles.

Elara rasped, her teeth grinding as she forced herself up onto her elbows. ​The gash across her shoulder was still weeping crimson, the violet toxin from the executioner's axe burning through her veins, but the white sovereign spark in her chest refused to be formatted. For five years, she had lived inside a carefully manicured layout, playing the role of Damon’s human-passing Contract Luna while the real history of her world was buried beneath the ledger sheets. She hadn't broken through her own mind’s defenses just to be compressed into an entry-point by a forgotten piece of pre-war hardware.

When I found out I was going to die, I accepted it with ease. My mate, Simon Knightley, came to me with a sullen expression and said, "Zora, Laila has been in poor health since birth. She's an Omega with the weakest healing ability. "One of her kidneys is failing, and she needs a transplant to survive."

"Scarlett." ******

Their worry permeated the air, but it was not for him or the little human girl that was left behind. It was for themselves. The Conduit was dead and now there was no one to protect them. About the Author Charly Clark is a designer and a writer. Wolf Queen is her debut novel. She has been writing for as long as she remembers and her works are spread over a variety of genres. She works from her home in Slough, Berkshire and splits her time between writing and her business Cheeky Charly’s. She has both Bachelor’s degree as well as a Master’s degree in interior designing. She has also founded her own small sewing business called Cheeky Charly’s. Charly loves to travel and experience new places

“Is there something you are hiding from me?” I shook my head swiftly, making sure I didn't knock off his grip. I had a clean slate with nothing to hide, except that I was the rejected ex of my Alpha's pack; a pack I was taken out of. Also, I was a woman with no morals and high survival instincts. “I have nothing to hide,” I replied, shutting off my inner thoughts.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.