Mordecai X Rocky Novels & Stories

Awkwardness falls between all of us and we try to keep our eyes off of Jia as he returns to the holding area. The next two champions enter the arena. A Bronkark with brown hair and Gold Status Modok. The crowd sets them off with the traditional growl, and the Bronkark makes the first move. He charges and swings at Modok with all his strength, but Modok dodges easily. Almost as if he knew the large Bronkark would use the move. The Bronkark recovers from his miss quickly, but Modok again predicts his next swing. This time the missed blow throws the Bronkark off his footing, and Modok strikes. He punches the Bronk in the throat and the orange giant gags. Modok doesn't give a second to recover.

As soon as it said that, Xerxes’ expression instantly changed... “Huh? Alex Rockefeller?” “Aren’t you York Hancock? How did you become Alex Rockefeller? “Alex Rockefeller? You’re that cheap apprentice that Jade Benmore took in?” ‘Holy sh*t!’ That makes sense. His spell formation level is so high, and he can piss people off with his speech. So, he’s venting anger on behalf of Jade Benmore!’ He said, “D*mn brat, so it’s you!”

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

I waste no time speaking as he looks at me in confusion. “I Morbius Murdock Howard hereby announce my fealty to Alpha Xander Stone of the Scarlet Light clan. In the name of my mate I hereby accept you as my alpha and ruler until the end of my days” I say the words in a rush as a feeling of hope fills my chest that I am at least making an effort to win over my mate. She gasps beside me as I say the words as Xanders face goes blank.

I don't have a phone and right now, I have no way of communicating with Xavier. Should I open the door or not

“Until the tour is over.” “That will be cutting it fine,” Aaron observed. “I know,” she threw him a dazzling grin. “I promise, it will work out.” Aaron took a sip from his wine glass. “Did you hear James’ from Two-Way Street’s interview with DJ Cooper, after Emily’s stalker incident? There was a line that comes to my mind.” “We did,” Victor’s grin was evil. “‘Don’t mess with the rock chicks, they will get you.’” Mirage almost snorted out her wine and Vice handed her a handkerchief embossed with his initials.

He was a washed-up thug from the criminal underworld, the very type of man she had the most contempt for. At that moment, Moe Baker, a blond man in ripped jeans, swaggered over. He stared intently at Roxy and asked in a sleazy voice, "Hey, gorgeous. Can I get your number?" Roxy raised a brow, but before she could speak, Calvin shot to his feet. He'd been waiting for his chance to prove himself in front of her. Without saying a word, he slapped Moe right across the face. Caught off guard, Moe stumbled backward and felt his cheek smarting in pain.

Calm. Moses cracked his knuckles, stepping in with his usual lion-like swagger. “No running this time.” Fiero was beside him, silent. Barefoot. Barehanded. Eyes sharp and unreadable. Xavier gave a short nod. “Don’t hold back.” Moses struck first. A heavy hook aimed for ribs. Fast and powerful. Xavier ducked, twisted, slammed an elbow into his side, using his own momentum against him. Fiero moved next. Silent as breath.

“Marked you. Claimed you. A professor. My professor. If anyone finds out before we’re ready—” “Shh.” His lips brushed my temple, then the fresh indentations of his teeth on my throat. The gentle laps of his tongue sent lazy aftershocks rippling through the bond, soothing and arousing at once. “They’ll know when we decide they know. Not before. And when they do, they’ll see two sovereigns standing together, not a scandal.” He rolled his hips in the tiniest circle, grinding the swollen knot against that devastating spot inside me. I gasped, walls fluttering helplessly around him, another trickle of slick and cum leaking around the seal. “Feel that? That’s us, Rose. Irrevocable. The board can s

Love Gone Sour Rocky was a simple man, who liked to follow simple rules. He based his life on the set of rules his superiors set for him, not because he liked having superiors, but because he wanted to protect his peace. Who better to protect his existence if not the very men he worked for? He liked being in a gang. All he had to do was kill or maim someone and be done with it. Killing people wasn’t entirely satisfying, but it was for the greater good. In that case, Rocky won’t particularly call himself a killer. He was a savior, saving mankind from stink that threatened to overpower them. If only his boss would learn to use him more.