Mordecai X Twilight Sparkle Novels & Stories

When an innocent voice had their eyes widening. "Fuwck me! Fuwck me!" Arham mumbled happily while clapping his hands. Alex face was ashen as she stared at the raging form of Alizey, who was ready to kill. The buff man ran from there as Alizey ran behind him like a killer on mission. THE END BOOK 2 AND BOOK 3 of Sparkle of life (Sequel) is available on booknet app only. Follow KATHLEEN HAYAT there and read the books.

Seeing the look of confusion still evident on everyone’s faces, especially Ursula and Beatrice, who finally joined him, they resumed their words. “While the spell that I planted in Raphael’s body wasn’t a death curse spell, but an immortality spell so I could legally make Raphael a god like me, just like Laika with Morrigan. Now that I’ve finished answering your question, young man, can you explain what you just said to me?” ***

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”

Martin muttered, his voice softer now. “I understand I look like a jerk, and I get that you won't trust me, but—I just need to end my mother's suffering.” “Why is she suffering?” Twilight's eyes squinted further. “Because of me,” Xander replied instead, then told Twilight how their father had found out Xander was Zeno's older brother’s child and how he reacted by killing his brother and making their mother suffer.

Sparkles asked, not taking her eyes off the approaching girl about her age. Xander contemplated, staring at the beasts approaching them. Then, he thought of Aiden and the reason they were fighting. “Of course, I'm not scared. I still want to fight.” He said, though, within him, he meant the opposite. “Good boy." Sparkles grinned. “However, I think you need to write your wish to die down because I'm not ready to explain to anyone how your head got disentangled from your body.” “Very funny.” Xander went ahead to battle with the creature he knew he could handle.

He also knew that the backlash would not be aimed at him but at Emerald, so he was only too happy to be of assistance. “As you wish,” stated Mordechai, “I will help you. But only this once for I too do not wish to anger the Goddess. I will send you a spell to perform, but heed my warning and be prepared for any trouble which could come your way.” Warned Mordechai once more, hoping to drive home just how dangerous a game Emerald was playing at. “I will send the spell to your cell phone and you would need to perform it at the next full moon which is in two days time.” “Thank you for helping me, Mordechai. I know the dangers and I am willing to risk the chance of things going horribly wrong. I

The moon is bright in the sky, it will be full moon soon… along with my 21st birthday. It is such a beautiful night. The skies are clear, showcasing the bright milky way, and the brilliant moon. It is a perfect summer evening with a cool breeze blowing. As we enter the treeline, my entire body breaks out in goosebumps, my senses are heightened, and Morganite is on alert, fighting to shift… the air becoming even thicker. “O, he's back.” Xander says with a grin on his face. “Who?” ‘Timika, we need to shift …NOW!!’ Morganite claws in my mind, and my body begins to tremble…

As the clones float away, Kaymaer is revealed with a tiny orb in his hand. “Antaroq Eznon Mordor!”, he yells, firing the orb at X. X stands there as the beam hits a portal and appears behind him. He barely dodges as the beam appears to be faster than it was. X raised a finger, his halo slightly pulsing. “Hypersphere”, he says and a transparent orb, at least two times bigger than the current battle planet we were on appeared, swallowing Kaymaer, and the beam. It hits the inside of the sphere and disappears.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

But the world outside the frosted glass windows continued to turn, and the final rite of their union still awaited them. As twilight began to bleed over the jagged peaks of the Moonrise territory, painting the sky in deep, bruised shades of violet and indigo, the heavy oak door of the den finally opened. Marcus stood in the threshold, his scarred face illuminated by the flickering torch he carried. He didn't speak, offering only a deep, respectful nod to Xander and a bow of his head to Aria. It was time.