Mordecai X Twilight Sparkle Novels & Stories

However, before she could utter a word, Tyler’s arrogant voice drifted over, dripping with superiority. “So what if you do? By the time we’re in court, everyone will already believe you’re a fraud. Who’s going to listen to a word you say?!” He sauntered over, dressed head to toe in designer brands like a nouveau riche caricature, with a small box dangling from his hand. As he caught sight of my restrained figure, he let the box slip from his fingers. It clattered to the floor along with a jade bracelet that fell out of it. The bracelet shattered into several pieces.

Mordecai chuckled softly, “This girl is carefree on the surface but has many troubles. After this ordeal, I hope she finds peace and moves forward.” He raised his voice and said, “Since you’ve acknowledged me as your master, then I will accept you! Unfortunately, I won’t be able to teach you anything. However, I have a gift for you.” A brilliant light emerged from Mordecai’s body, forming into a golden bead. It slowly floated toward Harper. Harper endured the pain her body was suffering and screamed in agony, “Master!” The golden bead quickly submerged into Harper’s forehead. Her body burst out with dazzling lights, instantly extinguishing the divine flames within the jug.

Ceres (panting): “It’s wild. I can’t grip it.” Maera (pointing): “You don’t grip fire. You dance with it.” Ceres (quietly): “Is that how you lost your sight?” Maera (smiling): “I offered it to the Flame willingly. Eyes that see fear cannot guide a Queen. Now again. Let the spark move.” The Whispers Return Setting: High on a mountain ledge, Xavier watches the horizon. Snow falls in slow spirals. He holds a blade across his knees. Alone. Until the wind speaks.

Leaves. I close my swollen eyes. Tomorrow. Pyre. Flames. End. I let my head fall forward. The chains creak. In the silence of my deaf world, one last thought surfaces—clear, quiet, final: *If there’s anything after… find me, Victoria.* *I’ll wait.* The fire crackles. The chains hold. And Raven Winterstar—nine years old, scion of death, girlfriend of a vampire princess—waits for the dawn that will burn her away.

A blond, figure eight, hour glass lady sways from the door from behind the counter, emitting eye blinding light as she throws us a smile, which literally created a rainbow on the top of her head. Wait... An I the only person seeing that. "Xavy." Her eyes lits up, and she pulls Xavier for a hug. Xavy..... Did she just call him.... Its my nickname not hers. Why should I even care. "Come, take a sit." She leads us to an empty table. They take a sit beside each other while I sit opposite them. "Am Pari." I introduce my self first. "Like he said, am Natalie." She flips her hair in a slow motion, her eyes twinkling like a star. Things like this make you wanna wish you were born gay. But no I like

Sapphire openly flinched his expression turned to confusion and hurt. Magnus took control of the conversation. A woman came into the picture. With a calming hand on Howard’s arm. She whispered in his ear. “Alpha Percival, I’m Sapphire’s mate and Alpha of the McConnell splinter pack, The Twilight Wolves. I’m afraid we’ve had some serious troubles. The magic of the treaties decimated the Vagas Moon Pack. The alpha couple were victims. I’m sorry.”

The sun beat down on the turquoise water, and the luxurious lounge chairs looked inviting. I needed space to think. To remind myself that last night was a mistake. That I still hated him. I lasted for about twenty minutes there. The sliding glass door opened. Damon stepped out in black swim trunks, towel slung over one shoulder, looking like sin. His gaze locked on me immediately. “Trying to hide from me, Kara?” He dropped the towel and walked over, slow and purposeful. “Cute.” “I’m not hiding. I’m relaxing.” My voice sounded weak even to me.

“What is it?” Paula asked her from the side. Zara pointed at the screen and showed her the shiny thing. “Look at here. Lucien was driving me out” She played the video of him driving her out and a sparkle appeared when they were passing the main gate. She froze the screen and pointed at the sparkle. “Look, Look here. Did you see the sparkle? It’s as if he put something on his hand but as long as I remember Lucien’s not a fan of accessories. It reflected because of the sunlight from the window and sparkled. I want to see what it is”

Persephone whispered, taken aback at this display of immense power. “Advice for you, Love. Don’t underestimate my people.” Zadicus smirked, indulging in everyone’s stagger but he knew in terms of power. Gray Demise is the strongest. “Daphne, now!” Tristan called, releasing Drayce and Daphne moved her staff in circles, her eyes glowing when sparks moved around Drayce’s eyes. He tried to run away from them and she stopped, casting her spell. “Spark!” And those white twinkles began to explore on Drayce’s eyes, rendering him unable to see and grow wild. Screaming, he flew up, maintaining a fair distance before regaining his mind again.

He didn't know whether to be happy or sad. Then the torches flickered all at once. Low and synchronized, like something had passed through the room. Then the altar began to glow. Conri, Xavier and Damon turned to face the crowd. Face confident. In the moon plate behind a name carved into the wall. When everything lessened principal Adric walked briskly to the moon plate behind the alter. “Well, I guess the moon has finally chosen it's rightful heir. Our very own Xavier Lockwood.” A louder applause sounded in the room, students cheering. Xavier proudly walked to the podium.