Mercy Watson Series Novels & Stories

But, Valentino Darragh was going to cause harm to her and her entire family. Shakily, Rowan grabbed her tiny hand and brought it to his lips. He admired the outline of her face when he remembered something. There was an ulterior motive behind sending her to his office before Anita decided to use blood magic to create an explosion. Rowan thought he could initiate Housekeeping Protocol to kill all the mercenaries inside the shipyard. His years of efforts to purge the supernatural species stopped on the day Anita showed up on his doorstep to pick up Jazmine.

"Bastard!" The loud battle cry filled the forest as the armies rushed toward each other. Lily's heart pounded as she transformed again into a wolf, feeling her strength increase. Running with her fellow werewolves made her feel a strong bond with her pack. Adrian also turned into a wolf. He constantly glanced at Lily with concern so much so he got distracted and almost got bitten by a vampire. Aunt Belinda's healing abilities proved invaluable as she darted between the battling werewolves, quickly mending their wounds and giving them the strength to keep fighting. Omega Violetta used her telekinesis to protect the pack from incoming vampire attacks, creating an invisible barrier around them.

If she really was a hybrid, it would be the last place I would think she would be. I heard footsteps approaching so I turned and watched the door open. Gurtar came in followed by…my breath hitched. The girl had dark curly auburn hair that was messily pulled back. She was dressed in literal rags, and her face was dirty and pale. She was clearly underweight and looked fragile. Despite this, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on. A strange feeling stirred within me. I had never felt like this before. My wolf made a desperate cry inside of me, and I knew he wanted her. I wanted her. Fuck. She was my mate. For a moment I just stood there looking and saying nothing. I was speech

Susan shook her head, for no matter how powerful she was, she couldn’t read Mercy. “These bad people may never read about us,” Mercy added. “I subject myself to flames, and torture, and from the start, it always makes me laugh because, in the end, I’ll only watch myself heal. Nothing can destroy me. Nothing. Unless God of course.” Mercy returned her gaze to the west. For so long, Susan had silently been in search of Mercy. She never told anyone, but the ageless little girl had been a figure even history couldn’t keep track of. She had called Mercy here, and somehow, Mercy had answered.

Hell would have to freeze over first. But she shook her head no. “Bad lady wanna huwt mama.” Aw, it's kinda sweet that she's worried about me and hard to take her seriously because she still replaces her r’s with w’s. And I just realised that I saw my baby’s wolf for the first time. Not really but close enough. “She can't hurt me.” She can try, but she’ll regret it. Third-person POV When Matako put her hand on Takumi's, Twilight let out a warning growl. Trey was the only one who heard it and when he glanced at her, his heart almost stopped.

Margaret had looked deeply unimpressed by all three of them. Aria exhaled slowly and rested her forehead briefly against the cold glass. She still couldn’t fully process everything that happened at Blackwater. Richard’s betrayal. Mercer. The flash drives. Her mother. Every truth uncovered only seemed to expose deeper layers beneath it. Nothing stayed stable long enough to understand anymore. A floorboard creaked softly behind her. “You should be sleeping.” She turned instantly. Ethan stood near the library doorway wearing dark sweatpants and a loose gray shirt Margaret had found somewhere in the estate storage rooms.

The elevator ride to the penthouse felt longer than normal. Not because the elevator was slow. But because of the tension now. Mercy stood beside Aurelian in silence. Her hands were clasped tightly in front of her, fingers twisting unconsciously around the edge of her wedding band. The ring still felt unfamiliar to her, but real. She is married now. The word echoed in her head. She had walked into the courthouse that afternoon as Mercy McKnight. And now, she has walked out as Mercy Wyndham.

"Liam don't beat yourself up, you didn't know some psycho demon was after my friend." Rainn got up and grabbed his brother's shoulders, "We will find her Liam if it is the last thing that we do." Jamison shook his head, "We have a lot of work to do in multiple different directions." Rainn laughed, "Yep and that is why it's a good thing there's a crew of us. Mercer and Elodie, I need you guys to recon Tabby's apartment and see if her things are still there or if you can gauge when she was there last. Elodie, your invisibility will come in handy here and also grab something of hers so Calliope can try and do a trace." I gave them the address and Mercer grabbed Elodie’s hand. In an instant, the

Cassandra was lying on the other side of the door, using her body to keep the world out, guarding what little dignity she had left. "Could I… have some clothes first?" she continued. Warmth spread across my cheeks. I wiped my tears away, turning my head to the side before anyone could see. We called a female officer over, who handed Cassandra a set of fresh clothes. Jason entered first. I never actually saw Cassandra that day. When Jason carried her out, she was wrapped tightly in a blanket. As he passed me, he gave me an icy glare that I paid little heed to. I knew that Jason would take good care of her. Moreover, I knew exactly what kind of role I played in her life now.

Watson's nature is not bad but he is too straightforward if not too hot-tempered, what he wants to do, no one can stop him, even his father. Watson felt as if his head were being hit by a few hammers, perhaps it was the alcohol that made him feel like he was completely empty. Watson put his hand on his forehead, he tried to open his eyes wide to know where he was, but in front of him was a girl, a girl with jet-black eyes and shoulder-length hair. The girl wore a light blue suit that made her even more pretty. "Where am I?" ,Watson replied languidly, he couldn't open his eyes anymore because he felt each breath seem dry, his whole body ached, he said with a little difficulty "Why am I here?"