Moxie Novels & Stories

He stared wide at his hand, his body shaking, as he cried loudly, sweat and blood mixing together. He broke when he realized I wasn't done yet. “No—per favore—basta! Ti prego, Maddox… non lo faccio più… denaro, territori, qualsiasi cosa—ti giuro!” (Please—stop! I swear, Maddox… I won’t do it again… money, territories, anything—I swear!) His begged desperately, switching fully to Italian now, the words tumbling out fast and wet. “Mi dispiace… Dio, mi dispiace… farò tutto quello che vuoi…” (I’m sorry… God, I’m sorry… I’ll do anything you want…)

Their pup is going to be just as strong as its parents and they are going to make wonderful parents when the time comes. I can never have any of that. I can never have a family or a life which I am happy with. I can never love another in the way I loved Mollie and I can never care for another in the same way I cared for her. I am nothing more than a coward and I deserve everything I get.

She is a Rogue and not eligible for anything. When he proposed his idea Alex was the first one to oppose knowing that the members of the packhouse would go against that. No one would accept a Rogue as their Alpha's mate or Luna. A Luna must be someone who would be chosen by Moon Goddess. But Leonard cleared his point too. When he had captured Iris he planned to torture her to an extent that even death would be scared to touch her. But he had never thought to see the mark on her. Even though he was the Alpha maintaining a peace treaty with other packs, he knew very clearly that anyone who would get a chance to rule over the territory won't stop from claiming such power.

Moxxy explained and Kox huffed, it was evident that his face held concern. "Scarlet Sword??" Kox muttered "Listen up crowd, I need 3 Creature who would accompany Moxxy and kill this beta once and for all, he need to be dead before he becomes more stronger!" Kox ordered and the crowd roared at his commands "Need to say, who is this beta?" Kox asked as he face Moxxy "He is the brother of the great vessel of Vokan...... Liam Dunbar!!!"..... . . .

She sees me trembling on the floor with my dress in tatters and laughs. “Die mafia-Schlampe.” "The Mob Bitch." “That's me.” I answer bravely. The woman snorts. "I hope you have that same smile when he's ripping you apart." everyone behind her scoffs. I get up from the floor, straighten my dress and face her. “And I hope you're still arrogant when Sabrina slits you open alive.” The woman erases her smile. I hear applause from someone, everyone looks at each other and I smile when I see Sabrina leaving the mansion with a group of men at his side.

Moxxi retorted, not bothered since she was dead set on staying on Frank's side. As such, she certainly was not bothered to suck up to those three pricks, even snapping at them so that she would die without regrets. Still, Mr. Robbie then demanded, "Are you aware that he's demanding that we surrender our company and our fighters?!" "Eh?" Moxxi was stumped. She might be ready to die, but she was still caught off guard since she did not think Frank was that suicidal. "What, are you bullying a woman just because you can't win in an argument?"

"Yours? Noah stands up to face him and says, "I'm not a toy." Noah's defiance makes Dominic want to protect him even more. He moves closer, and the smell of rain and old cloth mixes with Noah's musk, making him feel warm within. He wants to grip and cling, but he stops himself.

"Oh God." "Werewolves exist," he continued. His voice was calm. Too calm. "We've existed for thousands of years. We run most of the city's power structures. Banks. Corporations. Government. We hide in plain sight because humans don't want to believe what they can't explain." I couldn't breathe. The room was spinning. "Victoria is one," he said. "Her entire family is. Mafia ties. Old bloodlines. Dangerous." "Why…" I couldn't form complete sentences. "Why did she…"

I felt a little relieved at his response, but what he said was troubling enough. “Ezra, check in.” Mr. Griffin said over the radio. My heart sank when there was a click of the radio and a blood curdling scream. My heart sank at that sound. I knew what it was; I didn’t think about anything but getting to Ezra. If he was dealing with a toxic screamer, he was in deep trouble. The only way to kill that kind of mutant was fire. It was one of the rarest kinds of mutants. I only fought one once, and it almost killed me. It had wings and long limbs that stretched and scratched. It couldn’t turn you into a mutant; it had a toxic ooze that burned through anything. You could stab it and behead it and i

he interrupted, shaking his head again, "You take a shower, dress up, make yourself pretty and wait for the other women so you can vent to them. Meanwhile, I'll talk to Alex and explain him your plans.” "I don't want to go out anywhere." "If Muhammad does not go to the mountain, Abbie,” he began crossing his arms in amusement, "The mountain buys tequila, ten pounds of lemon, and prepares shots for Muhammad, understood? You will not leave the building; you will stay here and do whatever you do in these situations.” “It's very funny how you say the word Muhammad with your accent, Pierre,” I laughed “But I think I understand you; I'll go get ready then...”