Mirage X Wraith Novels & Stories

Students gasped, murmuring as they recognized the limited-edition model-a car so rare most had only seen it in magazines. The vehicle stopped directly before the gates, commanding attention with its mere presence. The driver's door opened, and Mirage stepped out. Tall. Imposing. His very aura exuded an effortless dominance, the kind that drew admiration and fear in equal measure. Dressed in dark, sharp lines, his expression was calm, almost bored, but his eyes-those cold, calculating eyes-swept over the scene with pointed precision. He didn't spare me or Flora more than a passing glance. Instead, his gaze found Viona instantly.

Malachi had only chuckled when William announced his plans to go to law school, because the family always needs a lawyer. Tala is a completely different story. She looks like her mother but she’s exactly like her father. Hot and cold and she can kick your ass from here to kingdom come. Also, I’m not always sure if she’s on my side or not. She has the ability to touch someone and see that person’s past.

she whispered. Syra squeezed back. “I don’t think so.” She looked around. “I think it’s us.” Something moved at the edge of the glass horizon. Sera tensed. “Did you see that?” Syra didn’t blink. “Yeah.” A figure stepped through the mirage slow, deliberate. Dressed in black. Eyes rimmed in familiar red. It was Mira. But not quite. Not a ghost. Not a hallucination. This Mira was younger. Sharper. Almost… elegant.

Vice and Victor were waiting at the front door as the Ferrari parked, looking, Raven thought, their intimidating best. He did not doubt that it was deliberate. They wanted to frighten Vixen, before taking her in to meet Mirage. “They are better looking in person,” Shadow observed. “If that is possible. It must be torture to be friends with them. They say, let’s go for a swim, and you get an instant hard on.” He grinned at Raven as he slid the chair back to let him out.

We were almost to school and I was hoping that Scarlet hadn't let my secert out to her parents. Pulling into school I was suprised to feel pressure against the barrier. Why would my wolf be trying to come out when I wasn't in danger or angry? A slight breeze blew through my open truck window, the light scent of moonlight hit my senses. I looked over to Clarrisa and she was looking at me with a odd smile. "So Wayne said you'd be looking for your bestie this morning. Lets get these windows up and go find her." Clarrisa didn't seem shocked by the scent that now filled the cab of my truck. Cranking the windows back up took a few minutes and she complained a little about the fact my truck was so

I admitted. The twins were stronger than your usual wolf because they had the blood of two Alphas in their system. They also had royal blood which made them all the more powerful - Maxwell would become even more powerful than his mother when the time came and he would have abilities which could either be used for evil or for good. Bradley would harness his powers for evil. If he was returned to Ellie then he powers would be used for nothing other than good because she is a wonderful women while Bradley is full of hatred.

It resembled a fully plated armored but was curved in certain places to accommodate the woman’s body, her cape took the form of huge white angelic wings, glimmering as it slowly spread with glory. Being forced into a corner, the three witches ended up having no choice but to fight their way out. Using their most powerful yet easily usable spells, they all move with haste to match the woman. “Go forth!” Serene screamed, letting out numerous wraiths from her shadows. The summoned creatures left a trail of purple miasma that corroded the floor; melting anything that they would pass. The corpse-like spirit then rushed towards the woman, surrounding her while they move in a swirl.

James asked as he looked at the wrapped package. “Open it and find out.” He smiled as James started ripping the paper off and unfolded the leather vest. “What does it say?” “That’s a phoenix rising from the ashes, same as my jacket. But below it, it says, ‘Blood of Wrath’. That means every biker that sees it will know you’re my son,” he said. James looked up at him, his eyes glistening. “Really?” “Whenever we go to events like today, you can wear it and people will know exactly who you are.” He could feel that tug of emotions in his chest and when he looked up, Jenna was smiling brightly, he could feel that in his soul too.

Craig added fiercely. Mira looked at me and her eyes were starting to water. Her face was becoming red. And her hands were shaking. “I do not need to remind you that you are under oath. Did you or did you not threaten to deal with my client two days ago when we visited your office?”. “Answer the questions!” Craig lashed out on Mira. “Yes!” She broke down in tears. “Yes I married him, yes I returned back and changed my identity, yes I was involved with his brother……I ..”.

"Dax! Pull up! It’s not the feds! It’s " The transmission cut out in a static-filled scream. I looked back. Out of the morning mist emerged four bikes sleek, aerodynamic machines that lacked any branding. They were matte black, their engines silent except for a high-frequency whistle that mimicked the Norton’s prototype. These were the Wraiths, the final iteration of the project my mother and Marcus had started. And they were being ridden by Iron Wolves. "Traitors!" Tank roared, his hand reaching for his sidearm.