Moira X Mercy Novels & Stories

She smiled smugly. "Eat it all, and I'll return every cent your mother took from you." I raised my head, my fingers scraping against the floor. Myra's expression twisted, and she drove her boot into my face. As pain exploded through my lips and teeth, hurried footsteps echoed from the hallway. By now, the livestream was surely flooded with viewers. I held my face and stared at her with wide, frightened eyes. "Myra... I honestly don't understand why you're so set on making my life miserable."

They followed her like a shadow and would guard her till the whole thing was over. I went back, and sneaked in, as silently as I could. He was calmly sitting in his chair across the table, snipping on his whiskey. As I stood behind Richard, our gazes met again. He had the deepest blue eyes, I thought, as my stomach tightened and my wolf started whimpering inside. I didn’t even notice, we both froze until Richard cleaned his throat. “She is Moira, one of our best warriors, and my left hand, if I can say,” he explained. “I hope you don’t mind her joining us.”

She must see something in my expression because she reaches out to me, nearly touching the silver, "Listen to me, Vuko. Mercy is the gift of the strong. You are the stronger. Please remember that!" Frey's eyelids flutter and my heart sinks. How can I not want to avenge him? Or her? Or any of the others? It's impossible! What kind of werewolf would I be to have mercy on Abir after this? I love my mother. But ... "Please, Vuko," she says. "Only remember." There is a tentative shout behind me, so I close my eyes again and I let myself feel the power of my rage as I mindlink.

She said without a clue while I was crying but I know she’s trying to comfort me because she knew how Jayvee or should I say Nyjel and I, are close to each other before when we’re a kid. “I think I need to go now,” I said while wiping my tears because my tears will not bring him back and it will just add to my burden. All I need to do now is revenge on the last man standing who ruined my life. I looked at her and said “I am sorry Mother Superior” In my head because I am not what she wants to become in her prayers.

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

A mixture of gratitude and embarrassment settled within her as he gently wiped away her tears, creating a unique connection between two souls traversing through the unexpected twists of fate. The hazel eyes that had witnessed much silently communicated a profound understanding, leaving Hiya to contemplate the depth of compassion that had unexpectedly entered her life. She lowered her gaze, and he continued, "I am sorry... I know I shouldn't have done this, but you were crying nonstop for a long time, and I couldn't resist.” --------------------

She waited for a sound but nothing, she let out a relieved sigh leaning forward again but this time she was staring at a naked chest with far more scars than she has ever seen, and at tiny nipples which was surprisingly quite fascinating. “Pervert” She tensed recognizing the voice; she looked up slowly praying quietly it wasn’t who she thinks it is. Her gaze met with blue eyes filled with anger, his face was swollen at one side with a black eye and for a tiny second she caught a glimpse of his pain and weakness but it was gone so fast she doubted even seeing it. “Are y…you uh okay?” She stuttered which was strange, her heart rammed so hard against the wall of her chest.

Her left hand slammed into the corner of the table and started bleeding instantly. "Stay away from me! It's all because of you that my mom died!" Isaac howled. The more he had liked her before, the more he hated her now. She clutched her lower abdomen tightly and turned to look at Kevin. Serena said in a pitiful voice, "Fine. You don't have to marry me. But what about the child in my belly? Are you really going to let the child come into the world without a father?"

"Let me go! I don't want to go there. I don't want to!" Bianca fell to her knees in front of me and grabbed the hem of my pants with shaking hands. "Please have mercy on me, Anna. I'll never bother you ever again. Please forgive me! "Have you forgotten that we grew up together? I'm willing to do anything as long as you set me free! I mean it! I'll even grovel at your feet for your forgiveness!" Bianca started knocking her forehead against the ground. Fresh blood spurted from the point of impact, but she seemed to be oblivious to the pain and continued knocking her forehead against the floor with all her might.

Was it because my existence was never expected, that I was never chosen, that was why no one loved me? Mom was like that, so was Gary. Mom hugged me in her arms, gently patting my back. She said with a catch in her throat, "Anthea, I was wrong in the past. I was so obsessed with the past, and you have suffered for it. I could hate anyone, but I should never have hated you. You have always been the most innocent one."