Mordecai Heller Novels & Stories

It felt like a miracle. "Hello..." Several emotions flashed through my mind fuelling my anxiety and making me stutter. "Sorry...Who is this?" He asked, his voice leveled with authority and pride I detested. It sent a chill right through me. I... It doesn't matter. Just come, He needs you." I hated saying the words. I wanted to swallow them up. But my pride had no place if I needed his help. "I'm sorry, Who needs me?" "Samuel, Your Son." I retorted.

I am grateful to Caius for never letting Isleen feel like an outsider, something which I have dealt with ever since he announced that I would stay in the pack. I am happy here, as happy as I can be without a mate. I help the pack doctor, working as a Healer, after revealing my identity to Caius and Harmony. The pack doctor is a kind woman who had delivered Isleen, but despite the happiness that my daughter has brought me, there’s a gaping hole in my heart that Isaac left all those years ago.

Elder Jasper, a great vampire elder and the oldest of vampires present in that meeting with over a century and fifty years he has lived cleared his throat and began to address the members. Harold sat at a corner slightly apart, he wasn’t part of the coven as the power to be among was taken from him the moment he lost the battle to Lucas many years ago. “Today, we are here because one of us has called us here to present a matter to us and we must be calm and hear what he has to say. Matteo, what is it you have for us?” Matteo stood from his seat and crept forward after exchanging a quick look with Harold.

I need him to see this as a gesture of good will to him and Cherry, and not as a tactic. And his feelings for Cherry may be conveniently getting in the way of his better judgment. His eyes burn with a dark fire when he finally looks back up a t me. "Hmm, it would be." "You know someone who could make that happen?" I ask, tilting my head. I know someone who could; Malin. She would be pleased if I returned with news that Isaiah’s second-in-command is facilitating the death of one of this Pack’s most prominent figures. But I want to see if Zire will take my bait first.

“That’s how you got to know Donatello?” “Yes, and no” I said, shaking my head “Donatello and I were classmates at school. The two of us were even good friends. He knew about the abuse my dad inflicted on my mom, and eventually, one day, I asked for his help. He didn’t kill dad, the man is still alive as a rogue, but that doesn’t mean that he didn’t hurt him. Eventually, mom met Vitaly and married him; however, I know for fact that the scars he left are still too great to heal”

Sanchez nodded and existed the room and down to the lounge of the apartment to find Felix talking to someone on the phone. Felix smiled seeing him and gave him a thumbs up. He cut the call and marched up to Sanchez. "Boss I have good news" He said. "What's the good news? " Sanchez asked. "Our hackers recorded a massage between Kevin Mahone and Tyrone about a failed assassination of some Mimi and also about some Maya and Mimi being under the protection of David Gandy. " Felix revealed shocking Sanchez. "Do you mean the Gandy....... As in David Gandy, former supermodel and billionaire? "

Azael is frowning and I feel him press my hand, something is not right. -Hey- I say catching his face. Right away I notice how he relaxes the muscles.- What happens? -I do not like this. Everything is going too well. he says looking around. I prefer not to, as they are not very pleasant views. -And what's wrong? -That we're talking about Harrison Tucson. The same one who murdered my mother. The same one who tried to kill his daughter. My father's rival, whom he also killed. The one that appears to have survived a fire. I just don't believe we caught him off guard.

This is an immortal we are talking about. "You don't live here?" I question anyway. Keeping him talking is stopping me from second guessing myself and getting nervous. I'm not sure if I'm dead or alive right now, so in that regard, I'm slightly less frightened of what my outcome will be. "No, I live elsewhere," he tells me, finally pushing away from the door. "I'm Micah, by the way." "Alaya," I reply nervously.

Well, I just met him so technically I haven't had that much interaction with him. He was just so gorgeous and manly and hot and perfect that one look at him and I could already feel myself becoming wet. Only that he’s a bit grumpy and strict. He’s the Alpha King after all, he’s got four thrones to rule, and that must be what made him a grumpy lion. I prayed first to the moon goddess before I entered the room of Luna Mercylle. Sandra, one of my co-servants, said that Luna Mercylle is cruel and the worst Luna that has ever lived.

Helena's POV There is a dangerous difference between making a mistake and refusing to correct one. I had crossed that line weeks ago. The realization did not come all at once. It arrived quietly, in fragments. A sentence overheard. A file left open for too long. A meeting that had suddenly become invitation-only. And now, standing outside Conference Room Three in the Ministry of Justice building, I realized something far worse than a wrongful prosecution was unfolding. They were no longer interested in finding Marcus Kuntz's killer.