Mordecai X Twilight Novels & Stories

Xander scoffed, rising from the couch and tucking his hands into his pockets. "Let me ask you something, brother," Xander said as he approached Dexter. "Who do you think did that to James and his friends?" Dexter’s eyes widened slightly as realization struck. "Just give up on the boy, Dexter." Xander said and head to his room upstairs. Dexter sighed, raking his fingers through his hair. Grabbing his jacket, he stormed out of the apartment. ******** "I need this job," Twilight begged the middle-aged man who gave her a snobby look. "Please."

They turned a brilliant, haunting violet. The lead soldier of the Neutrality Pact stepped forward and removed his helmet. It wasn't a stranger. It was Xavier Thorne but his skin was perfect, his eyes were clear, and he looked healthy. "Surprised, Maya?" Xavier laughed, his voice echoing in the narrow alley. "The Xavier you saw die on the Island was just a decoy. The Board doesn't waste its best assets on explosions. I’ve been working with the Swiss-Vance families all along. Now, give me the old man, and maybe I’ll let you keep one of the twins.

Royce POV A rogue had attacked the pack once again and we had to trace it. I had my team trace it to the blue moon pack and had taken permission to search for it from the Alpha of the Blue moon pack. Streams of sweat were already dropping from the Corner of my eyes but I could not stop until we found that beast. "We have to keep going guys, we must allow that beast gto o scout free after all the atrocities that it has already committed," I announced to them while we continued searching.

The blonde felt her stomach turn as she tried desperately not to think of all the things he might do to her. “You need to convince Mr. Wolfe to keep you for the whole evening.” Omar continued. “The Alpha has been drinking heavily since this morning. I’m sure with a bit of a push, he’ll end up too out of it to do anything but just in case, you need to keep yourself out of his sights.” “But Alphas can’t get blackout drunk!” Chloe whispered. “True but even Alpha’s aren’t immune to Xanax.” Chloe stopped in her tracks, mouth dropping open in shock. Omar didn't realise immediately that the blonde was no longer following him. He made it seven feet before realising and turned to look back with a con

Just darkness all over you. Escape could never put an end to a battle, it will only hunt you again and again. So, I chose to finally face it. The battle that was plotted for me. Standing now, looking at everyone around me. With witches and werewolves, among us, I am the only half-blooded. Being different is a blessing and a curse, and they were part of my Twisted Fate.

I wanted to retaliate, but I saw Dahlia rub some slime on her fingers and mumble, "Interesting." She took out a small ziplock from her bag and put some slime in there. I think that's all the retaliation Jonah needed. I smothered a laugh. The girl Jonah was pinning muttered 'Nerd', looking at Dahlia and I muttered 'Bitch', looking at the girl. Right on time, Principal Richards came storming through the hallway. "What in the world is going on in here?" His voice boomed in the silence. His gaze landed on me and Dahlia, then on Jonah.

Awoooooooooo! I'm a fairy and he is a werewolf, loving each other is a big mistake. What we have is a twisted fate.

Baiting me. I take a second before trying to get up. I close my eyes and the world stops moving around me. All I hear is silence. I've gotten good at blocking the entire world out. The energy around me shifts and suddenly I know I'm not alone in my thoughts. I don’t need to lift my head to see who’s in front of me. I don’t need to open my eyes to know that every single head is looking directly at the entrance of Darkthorne Academy. I already know who’s standing in front of me.

He could feel it murmuring in his blood, not in words but in memories he didn't know he possessed. "This shouldn't be happening," he whispered, his voice shaky. "I'm no Flame-Walker. I'm just—" "A stablehand?" A voice echoed behind him, cool and amused. Xavier spun around, blade raised instinctively. Elder Moses stood just beyond the inner vault threshold, cloaked in dust and shadow. His eyes, however, gleamed gold. "You shouldn't be here," Xavier growled, the Flame intensifying. "I was always meant to be here," Moses replied calmly. "Just as you were. Or did you think destiny only knocks once?"

Relief flooded her, but almost immediately, the fiery heat in her body surged, overwhelming her. She slid down against the wall, her strength giving out, and pulled off her T-shirt in an attempt to cool down. Her breathing was heavy, and her pounding heartbeat echoed in her ears. Her entire body felt as though it were being devoured by ants, the sensation unbearable. She couldn’t stop the soft, stifled moans that escaped her lips. Suddenly, a sharp click pierced the air, and the lights flicked on. Tara’s vision blurred, her consciousness slipping away. Through her hazy gaze, she saw a tall, striking man walking toward her.