Psylocke Novels & Stories

“Well, that’s more of a reason to protect her and keep her here. She is under our noses, away from all of Astoria. Let's just make sure we remove her powers and send her back to her mother or out of Astoria. She is naive and immature, and her open mouth will certainly put her in danger. She’s managed to upset me and command me several times already. She even commanded me to change my form—” “Command you to change your form? Kent you just met her and she already has the power to—this was my point exactly. She was able to get you to change Kent. You can be in her power in no time. She already has a very charming aurora. I was nearly sucked in. I can't imagine what she is doing to an Alpha.”

the guy said. “Oh, yes, please do,” Thea said, turning back to face him. “I’ll be in the front row. I can’t wait to watch him beat you into the ground.” “I’d win.” Thea laughed. “What pack are you from?” “Supermoon.” Alpha James of Supermoon was the Alpha that had a brain like Xavier’s. Thea fixed it at the Alpha meeting, but he’d lived his whole life being a sociopath. Supermoon was probably in shambles. This guy was proof of it.

I will crush him. I rise from my chair and stride toward the window, staring out at the dense forest surrounding the Eclipse Pack’s territory. The moonlight filters through the trees, casting an eerie glow over the landscape. The thought of the Ailuranthrope’s power being within my grasp makes my blood hum with anticipation. It doesn’t matter how many witches, vampires, or whoever else stands in my way. I am Ryker Wolverine, Alpha of the Eclipse Pack, and I have conquered every obstacle in my path. This will be no different.

Mystery Alpha Lucas Pov My grip on the container tightened. "I'm sorry, but I don't know anything about that. You should try the information desk." The man's smile widened, showing too many teeth. "Of course. But allow me to introduce myself first—I'm Alpha Louis Xander of the Blackwolf Pack."

A literal cyclone of physical Pink Blossoms erupted from the floor, swirling furiously around the protective dome of Marcus's shield. Jack stepped out from behind Marcus’s left shoulder. He didn't run. He didn't cower. The Sovereign of Grace walked directly toward the thrashing, frenzied mech, entirely protected by the invisible silver barrier separating them. Jack raised his head, his face a masterpiece of ethereal, terrifying beauty. His pupils snapped, shifting from a panicked blue into brilliant, glowing Pink Hearts. Apollo Mode, Jack thought, his magic locking onto the frenzied worker inside the mech. Through his Emotional Aura Vision, Jack saw the chaotic, jagged red spikes of the synt

It was merely the quiet space between the strike and the counter-strike. Leo stood over the digital map display, his massive frame casting a long shadow across the holographic grid. His knuckles rested heavily on the edge of the console. The silver wolf talisman he had forged in the fortress smithy hung against his chest, its raw sapphire crystals pulsing with a faint, rhythmic azure light that mirrored the steady beat of his hybrid core.

"You are my fated Luna, Lyra; your saliva is the only antidote I require." "Your broken legs," I gasped, my core tightening into a sudden, throbbing wetness as the massive heat of his muscular thighs pressed against my small bottom. "The pressure will aggravate your old wounds." "Sit still, little wolf," he growled against my ear, his large hand sliding up my thigh to hold me firmly against his cock, his possessive scent entirely paralyzing my psychic defenses. I placed my small hand against his knee, the deadened muscle beneath the heavy fabric sending a pang of grief through my wolf. "Do you truly feel nothing here? Does the loss of your commander status make you hate the dawn?"

I continued down the list, marveling at the darker utility assets: > [Memory Blur Card — 1,005,000 IP] > Description: Allows the Host to selectively obscure or corrupt a specific recent memory from the target's mind. The targeted memory decays into a vague, unconvincing dream-like sequence over a six-hour period. > My eyes widened in absolute awe. "Unbelievable," I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief. That single card offered ultimate insurance against exposure. If a target ever began to piece together the threads of my deception, a single activation could sanitize the entire breach without leaving a trace of psychological trauma or physical evidence.

when he finally answers "Sure" In one condition, you'll have to ride me till I cum then I'll let my driver bring you back." Mario’s voice didn't sound like he was kidding. My jaw dropped in shock. Oh wow, this guy is a true maniac! what the hell did I get myself into. I'm going to have to give in if I want to get away from this beautiful psycho. Okay, I called him beautiful!!! something is definitely wrong with me but he is very attractive theres no denying.

"Just don't be afraid of me. If it bothers you, don't look." With those words, he seemed to dissolve into a thick stack of black fog. His face peered from the center and took on a horrifying, almost demonic appearance, with glowing red eyes and elongated features made of the same fog. Emily opened her mouth in a silent scream, but the only sound that emerged was an almost inaudible squeak. "Don't look," he commanded, his voice sounding like a haunted howl of wind. "Hold on tight," he instructed as the group barreled through the line of werewolves and into the night.