Talia Invincible Novels & Stories

God, I hope the kids are okay. I watch Talia pick up her pace until she notices the first target. It's a cat shifter hovering over a little boy. She snarls and lunges at the attacker. Talia announces her arrival, but the attackers don't see her coming. Her razor-sharp claws slit the cat's throat over the boy, and she instantly bites onto the body to toss it away from the terrified child. Then, her eyes catch a movement behind her, where someone is trying to sneak up on her, and only seconds later, another lifeless body falls to her paws.

And he had still walked into it. The deception had worked. It had wounded Seraphine. It had slowed her. But it had not killed her. And now— Now the cost was becoming clear. Talia’s eyes flashed. She made a decision. Not tactical. Not cautious. Desperate. She lifted her left hand and shouted into the tearing air— “Alina! I need you!” The talisman in her palm ignited. Blue. Brilliant. Alive. For a fraction of a second, the chaos stuttered.

“Okay, I’m all ears. Tell me everything.” “Apart from the obvious things you know as well as the rest of the world knows. Talia is a passionate woman, someone who takes love and loyalty very seriously. She doesn’t like being bullied and hates quarrels a lot. Sometimes she would let others make fun of her just to maintain some peace.

The part that stung wasn’t even the insult itself, it was the way he had dismissed me entirely. He felt like I wasn’t even important enough, just a house fly he could swat away. My hands clenched into fists, I was no one’s fly. I was Talia Wrenfield, the daughter of Alpha Harrick Wrenfield of the Stormdawn pack. The only child of my father’s bloodline, born with Alpha energy…. An energy so strong the healers who had been there when I shifted for the first time said they could taste it in the air.

But her stance is similar—weight settled, hands loose by her sides, like she knows exactly how fast she can move if she needs to. “Is it lethal?” I ask, jerking my chin toward the fence. “For a person?” she says. “No. For your pride? Possibly.” She walks toward me, slow. “Hi,” she says. “I’m Talia. Perimeter team. You must be the siren.” “I thought I was the bard,” I say. “Depends who you ask,” she replies. “Kael called you ‘the girl who sings his ghosts.’ Jace called you ‘the artist our enemies are obsessed with.’ Bianca calls you ‘the one who doesn’t eat enough.’”

A lady rose to her feet, and greeted Talia. "Good day." Talia nodded her head and continued to walk until she got to Nathan's bed. "How's he? Is he responding?" She questioned worriedly. Seeing Nathan after a week brought back that memory of the day he had been shot while trying so hard to save her. Those one week of Talia's absence had been used to train her on becoming stronger. Every month, Talia had to spend a week away from Nathan so she could know more about the evils surrounding the Mercidi, and train with Sebastian how to fight for herself and become stronger when the time comes. She had found out more than enough, and enough to understand that they weren't just ordinary people, fuck

Her heart thudded loudly against her chest, her stomach curling inside her. "No" The moon princess lied, eyes wet and grin wide. "Of course not, Lukas. I'm sure we will be in each other's company soon." *** Talia was born into a position of power. She's a princess, Zeus lovechild for a reason and Talias never known the type of hardship many other people have. It's something she's well aware of, particularly when they were sitting in the dining room where the cutlery on the table cost more than buildings in Mount Olympus—made from real silver and all.

She looked sad, distraught even. Someone give her an Oscar. She sat next to Scarlett and gave her a small smile. Running my hands through my hair in 'frustration', I took a deep breath before saying, "We need to tell you guys something" Everyone sat up and work mode was on. Talia cleared her throat before speaking, "As you all know, when I was taken by the Russians I was.... raped" she whispered the word rape and Scarlett took her hand in response, giving her a small squeeze and an encouraging smile.

The guards came in after—two loyal rogues with hands strong enough to crush bone and souls unwilling to follow my cause. Talia saw me first. She flinched so hard I thought she’d scream. “Don’t,” I warned softly. “You’ve screamed enough.” “I hate you,” she hissed, rising to her knees. Her small fists trembled, glowing faintly with flickering light. I smiled. She tried again, reaching into whatever part of her gift she understood. A burst of air energy pushed forward like a slap. I didn’t even blink. The power fizzled inches from my face, dissipating into nothing.

Maybe that was a mistake on my part, but I’m not sure what she’ll do with the news. The girls come back out to the stage in their robes. Talia stayed behind with us as she can’t shift. Neptune told me and Allie he would be happy to take her on his back so she could be part of the run, although she told him no, I told him to do whatever felt right for them. I want her to be part of it as our Delta female, but it’s something they have to figure out. By the sullen expression on Talia I think Neptune won the discussion. I look at him in question and he nods. She is joining us. I keep the laughter inside. Talia is not to be trifled with. I know for a fact, after a bit of research, that she is in