Talon Novels & Stories

I freeze instantly. This isn’t good. Talon’s bulking frame narrows onto the petrified Luna, perceiving she’s a nomad like the enemies he’s been slaying…for standing in defense against them to protect the enemy who took his beloved captive, attacked his pack in his absence and snatched the life of one he held dear. “Da-

Talon growled. “If that’s what it takes.” Their eyes locked. Brother to brother, Alpha to Alpha but there was no challenge, just tension. I swallowed hard. “I just want to finish this damn play.” The silence that followed was sharp. Talon exhaled through his nose. Then he pulled something out of his pocket. It was a tiny black vial no bigger than his thumb. “This will hide her scent,” he said, tossing it to Kael. “For six hours. No more.”

"I couldn’t get it up because of the pain." But it only made Alaric laugh harder. Talon was a late bloomer so when everyone his age could already transform into Phoenixes back then, he was just learning how to bring out and control his fire. He could remember how Talon had to soak his butt in freezing water for months before it returned to normal. More embarrassed than pissed, Talon seized Alaric by the neck and pinned him against the wall, pressing his lower body firmly against Alaric’s hip. "Want to see if I can get it up right now?" he asked, his voice low, deep, and teasing.

he begins and I nod. "My name is Talon and I'm two years younger than Zeron. I was kidnapped when I was twelve and ever since then, I've been living in this castle as a slave. Escaping this place isn't a cake walk and believe me when I say that I have tried to escape several times but I keep failing. But today, I sensed my brother's shadow magic and I was able to see past the wards. I found a way we can escape" he says and my eyes go wide."You've been here since you were twelve? Why didn't Zeron do anything about it?" I ask and he shrugs."My brother has not been himself for quite a long time, Alanna. These past few years has taken it's toll on him. I'm not sur

Demika’s pulse quickens, her fists clenching as the vision shifts, carrying her to another scene, this one bloodier, more final. Talon Takoda stands alone in a dense forest, surrounded by a circle of armed wolves, their eyes glittering with the thrill of the hunt. His body is battered, his breath labored, but defiance burns in his gaze. A figure steps forward—Lucas again, flanked by wolves loyal to him.

Or at least that was what I told myself. ‘You know,’ he growled. I groaned. ‘Impossible. Rogues don't get those,’ I argued. He swiped at me with his huge, clawed paw, and my head exploded in pain. Fuuuck! Hormonal teenage acting feline. I let him take over to run us the hour to Vegas the minute we ducked into an alleyway. I hated cars and opted not to take them unless I had to, and this short distance didn’t matter. At least not to Talon. As we neared the hustle and bustle of the Vegas strip, where we both knew she would be, Talon got even more eager to arrive, sprinting faster with his nose in the air, desperately trying to fi

Chapter 19 The rest of the day Talon and I got acquainted with his pack. I found out the name of the pack is the Blood Bound pack. His full name is Talon Maximus Costas, and he has an older brother that he is estranged from. His whole demeanor changed when I asked about his brother. All I could get from him is his name is Tobias. Their parents passed away when they were boys. Sad. I met the elders who bowed to me, making me feel so uncomfortable.

“I trust you.” Arlo’s expression softened, and without another word, he began to focus inward, calling on his wolf. His body tensed for a moment, and then the shift began. Lune watched in awe as his skin rippled, the transformation happening before her eyes. His form elongated, muscles shifting and contorting as dark fur began to sprout across his skin. His face changed, his eyes glowing an intense amber as his jaw extended into a powerful muzzle.

Talon hissed. His eyes were burning red as he glared at the man. His anger wasn't toward me, but I could feel the fear tear down my body. The man pursed his lips and Talon pressed them even further. "It was a woman!" The man yelled. "It was a woman —please... Don't kill me... I have a daughter..." he pleaded with tears streaming down his eyes. But Talon didn't reduce the pressure he was applying. He pressed even further and the man could barely cry out anymore as life started slipping out of him.

And they prohibited most of the abilities that make me a demon from usage. I nickname the man Jerk, although my clairvoyance told me he is a regular human nicknamed Jackal. I don’t know what business he has with Scarlet, but she is allowing him to flip up her skirt under the covered table, which I can see from the table behind. His left-hand glides down her skirt and feels her bare bottom. She is wearing a lacy thong that matches her bra and while seeing the lace gives me a reaction; I am jealous that someone else, instead of me, has his dirty fingers touching her intimate parts.