Mihawks Novels & Stories

’ Eric and Genevieve thought to themselves but didn’t dare say anything out loud as they noticed that Marcus’ mood had significantly improved as he had started to skip round his grandfather “But without any active abilities no academy will accept him.” Eric said with a sight tactfully choosing his words so as not to ruin the mood “Nonsense, with me around who needs a filthy academy let by a bunch of untalented Hunters.” Sword-saint Predator harrumphed and Marcus only grew more excited and both Eric and Genevieve could only shake their head as a smile wormed its way into their formerly gloomy faces.

I rarely got the best of him and he had no problem making me pay throughout class. The remainder of the day was a bust and I didn’t catch sight of miss high and mighty. Her BFF had no problem giving me the stink eye and it was cute. She had no idea who she was fucking with and her family name meant nothing. One day I would have enough muscle to take down the Rossi’s and that meant dealing with Maria’s father too. I’d used three years at Rochester to learn how to do it. This year was about refining those skills and taking them to the next level.

Micah was once one of the ten most powerful warriors who fought in the battles beyond the sky. Born into a martial arts family, Micah was regarded as a super genius. He had attained the pinnacle of martial arts and even survived the heavenly punishment with his physical body when he became an earthbound immortal. That old man was demonstrating his extraordinary prowess for the first time, which was truly remarkable. Chad even saw himself reflected in Micah. "Men! Annihilate those warlocks in Southeast Asia! Leave none alive!" "Yes!" Someone immediately ran out after receiving Micah's orders.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

Odessa POV Maverick and I went out to get buffalo wings for dinner at Brewster bar. The place my alleged uncle owned. It had become more of a Daciana Devil spot, but Maverick liked this place and wasn’t scared off by a few oppositions. “Now tell me again what Trevor said so I can bash his head in the next time I see him,” Mav said after we put in our orders. I sighed and placed my cheek in my hand. We wore matching Daciana Wildcat hoodies!

Hockey was the only way to bleed off the excess power without exposing the truth. I had bypassed Damian's security detail again, this time slipping out with an old friend who believed I was just stealing a few practice skates for my sanity. I wasn't. I was outrunning the inevitable. Now, I was suited up, standing on the bench, watching the final minutes of a brutal game against the Vipers—Julian Drake's pack, the enemy I now knew was led by Kael, the true Mirkwood Alpha. Damian had been clear about the danger: Kael’s players were not athletes; they were planted fighters, using the rink as a battlefield to probe our defenses.

The next morning, the grand international stadium was once again filled to absolute maximum capacity. The crowd was a raging ocean of waving banners, screaming fans, and flashing camera lights. Today was the highly anticipated semi finals, and the pressure inside the arena was thick enough to choke on. The Hawks had survived the first round, but today, they were stepping onto the frozen sheet against an even tougher, far more terrifying opponent: The Russian National Team.

Her dad was scary but after what I told him, he smiled at me. “you think you were protecting her, did you?” He asked me as he patted me around the shoulder as we descended the stairs. “Remind me again who are you, young man,” he asked me. “I’m Alex, Alexander MacWatters, a friend of Ian,” I said as he looked at me with amusement. “You’re Alexander MacWatters, the scientist that discovered the different water chemistry that can be used to treat malfunction of the nerve systems. You’re him?” He asked me in bewilderment. I laughed at him.

TO: LiamTaylor@Ravenwood.com FROM: CodyRavens@Ravenwood.com SUBJECT: Hemsworth pack _________________________________________________________________________ The past week we’ve had a problem with the neighbouring pack of Hemsworth. The other warriors are standing to attention but it is at utmost important that the new recruits will be ready if a war should break out. Although there has been stirrings I am communicating with their Alpha.

And now, as I looked around, while checking that everything was okay, I tried to relax and forget about Mark for at least a few minutes. Today was the launch of Matt's wines and only the cream of the state had been invited to the vineyard. Singers, actors, entrepreneurs and even politicians were scattered beneath the many tents that had been put through the freezing rain of November. People were dancing and talking animatedly after the early dinner had taken place. Quite a success by the way or so the tasters let us know, who, according to Matt, were the best. According to the itinerary, in one hour there would be a firework show commemorating thanksgiving.