Moira X Mercy Novels & Stories

The man paused but in the next moment, he was pumping harder into her until he found his release moaning and jerking inside her. That man was Noel Greer and the girl was Penelope Quinn.

The sun was high in the sky, illuminating the sinister sight of several Minotaur bodies scattered across a meadow. Next to a huge rock, Shining Sword, Dora, Zuri, Hope, and Mercy were facing a Centaur armed with a spear. "Mercy, blind!" "Got it, Stardust!" She brought her hands together and formed a triangle with her fingers, black stars appeared around her and converged towards her hands and then she fired a black ray directly at the centaur's head.

“We just had word that Moira is on the move.” The wind whipped around anthony’s legs, making his blood run cold. Moira, the ruthless she-dragon with a vendetta against the shifters of Koa Point? “What is she up to now?” Harry ran a hand through his hair. “All we know is that several of her mercenaries are booked on a flight to Oahu.” anthony watched back toward the barn, and while he couldn’t see Lily, he could sense her there, and his body yearned to return to her side.

(The world pauses entirely around her for a moment as she seems to be gathering energy and attempting to focus on her powers despite screaming frantically. Narrator: "So I can only imagine you're wondering how we got to this point, because this seems like a pretty tumultuous situation. So let's back it up a bit and explain a few things. First off: Hi! I'm your narrator, Kimora Sylvaburn." (The screen does a close up on her falling screaming face.) "Yeah that's totally me there... messed up situation huh? The last time we did this you guys kind of got a bit of a rushed story about us. That's my fault. The snack was tasty so I ate the whole thing without leaving a second thought. This time aro

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I’ve already handled everything. Don’t worry about Joe. He’s got enough charges to fill a book, and with his sentence, he won’t ever breathe fresh air again.” The sunlight outside was warm and golden. Spring was coming. Under the shade of lush green trees, someone waved at me. “Miss Moore, would you like to go on a walk with me?”

The ground quakes beneath us, the air crackles with electricity, and the flames roar with an intensity that rivals the inferno of hell itself. Mercy's eyes widen in disbelief as the full force of my power engulfs him. His defenses crumble, his shadow wolf form dissipates, and he is left vulnerable and defenseless. In that moment, I see a flicker of fear in his eyes, a realization that his reign of terror is coming to an end. With one last, desperate act of defiance, Mercy summons a surge of dark energy, attempting to counter my attack. But it is too late. The power of the elements overwhelms him, tearing through his defenses and leaving him broken and defeated.

Moira touched her face as her eyes sparkled. “Jackson’s parents had to be killed because of their wolf jeans, the most powerful Alpha and Luna of their time! Oh, I wanted all of that. And of course, it added onto my lifespan so double the bonus.” She squealed in excitement. “But then you had to befriend a seer, and boy can I feel the power radiating off her. I want to thank you in advance, sister, for this scrumptious gift.” She licked her lips as she looked at Scarlett, causing all of Lydia’s friends excluding herself and Scarlett to snarl at the crazy witch.

“And that will make things harder. For both of you.” Her wolf shifted uneasily. “So what am I supposed to do? Stay out of sight? Pretend nothing’s happening?” Maren studied her. “You keep doing your job. You keep showing your worth. You don’t let them push you into a corner. And if Cael is going to fight for you, you make sure you’re ready for the fallout.” The bond tugged faintly again, sharp enough to make her chest ache. Liora didn’t know if it was pulling from Cael’s side or hers. Maybe both.

"I've been building toward this for a century, Moira. You don't undo a century of work with a pretty blade and a consent speech." She throws her hands out, and a wall of black energy slams into Moira, hurling her sideways into the shelves. Vials and artifacts crash to the floor, shattering. Moira hits the ground hard but rolls, coming up with the blade still in her hand, her gold eyes blazing. "Still standing," Moira says precisely, her voice hard as stone. "Not for long." Melvanie draws both hands back and releases another blast. Moira deflects it with the back of the blade. The Moonstone blade glows brighter on contact, the gold light intensifying, and the black energy disperses on impact