Talon Novels & Stories

All the men were staring at me head to toe, some even whistled. Hayden let out a warning growl, telling them not to stare at his mate. I walked down and took Hayden's hand. "Stunning." He whispered to me. I blushed. "Today we are here to present my mate, Annabel Ferrars, as the new Luna. " He turned to face me. "Annabel Ferrars. Will you sacrifice yourself to protect your pack?" "I will." "Will you uphold your title as Luna and do your duties with pride?"

I will not let that happen. Loud knocking interrupted my thoughts. “Come in.” I growled. One of my warriors rushed inside. He was out of breath, and he was looking at me wide-eyed. “What?” I snapped at him. “Alpha, Beta, Alpha Drake.” he greeted us, breathing heavily. “Our trackers spotted a rogue wolf in the forest while they were searching. They said he disappeared into the ground. They think there could be an underground hiding place. They are there, waiting for your orders, Alpha.”

he shoved the other Alpha in front of him and then ran away. “That motherfucker. He left me alone with the Volcano Goddess,” Talon cursed while watching Zarek disappear into Samantha’s room. When he turned back his face, he jolted back when he saw his mate’s narrowed eyes. “Hehe,” he nervously chuckled. “I meant that you will have to see the bad news for yourself,” he said and walked, scratch that, ran for his life in Samantha’s room.

Talon Avery paced back and forth in front of the school library. His tense posture and scowling expression kept friend and foe at bay, though it didn't deter any from keeping track of his every move. When a lethal weapon was barely contained, it paid to be on the alert, and damn near everyone on campus was aware that Talon was about to blow his top and unleash his infamous temper on all and sundry. Thankfully it was a known fact that only those in the direct line of fire ever felt the full force of his wrath.

TALON Talon is standing in his chambers, fastening the leather straps of his armor with deliberate precision. The thought of going to Silvercrest Pack with Phoenix made his jaw tighten. For Phoenix, this journey will be a confrontation with her past, one riddled with betrayal and pain. For him, it is a challenge to ensure she comes out unscathed, physically and emotionally. As her mage, be can't let her face this alone, not with the bind they now shared.

The link between me and my father went without saying; links between families were almost always a given. “Everything’s fine, alpha,” returned Talon through the link. “Found footprints along the inner tree line, but they look old. I’m going to follow up on them and get back at you if I’ve found something.” I could hear the brooding tone in his voice as he spoke. I cared about Talon, and I cared about his feelings, so naturally, I couldn’t help but ask, “Tal, are…are you alright?” “I’m fine, Lyn.” He barely gave me space to finish my question before he responded.

Churning waves of chaotic energy rushed in like a flood, trying to drag Talon into the void. But Talon didn't panic. As it pressed down against empty air, a ring of golden heavenly runes bloomed beneath its feet. And in the same heartbeat, its body blurred into a streak of black and gold that shot past the revenant's claws so close it nearly grazed them. It moved so fast that only an afterimage remained where it had been a moment before. Before the revenant could pull its guard back up, Talon's beak drove straight into the joint where two sections of armor met, which was the weakest point on the e

His chin rests on my forehead, his warm breath tickling my skin as he inhaled, smelling my hair, a contented purr resonating from deep within his chest, coming from his wolf. Another country tune fills the air as we sway with one another. Suddenly, a wave of astonishment engulfs me as I am lifted off the ground, cradled securely in Cassius’s powerful arms. His intense gaze pierces through the atmosphere, directed towards Vaegon, his eyes shimmering with a deep shade of gold. The growl that escapes his lips reverberates through the space, showing that Talon is at the forefront. With a resounding yell, he demands, “Get your claws off of my mate!”

"No mask or veil of deception could withstand my presence for long before faltering. So rather than concealing my bestial magnificence, I shall project it as a bulwark to cow these insects into compliance." At this unequivocal pronouncement, Talon rumbled low in his chest, the noise a preternatural blend of reluctant trepidation and unwavering conviction. As ever, he would be the stalwart pragmatist walking the edges of cataclysmic change I embodied, ensuring some semblance of order remained amid the upheaval of my wake.

"Why!? What's wrong with her?" "Tala's mother was Velvela, and she was already a twin venom" "Already?" "Yes, so for the lack of a better description, Tala is a tri venom, the first of her kind"