Talon Novels & Stories

I explained, a hint of relief in my voice. Talon's expression turned serious, his gaze unwavering. "I'm uncomfortable with him being around you, and to be honest, I no longer trust him. I've noticed significant changes in him, and I'm unwilling to take any risks when it comes to your well-being," he confessed, his voice laced with determination and a hint of protectiveness.

He ordered and stepped closer to me. “What are you doing.” I asked in a short whisper. “ I’ll be marking you Tala.” He replied while he brought his face closer to mine. “Marking me? Why? I don’t understand-” “Shh- you ask too many questions Tala.” Logan’s voice was soft but yet intimidating. I shifted my gaze trying to look for Lucas but I coudjbt see him. “ Trust me Tala, relax.” His mouth came closer to mine, my breath clogged up in my throat and my head rolled back as he sunk his canine deep into my neck.

Enthusiasm and courage are the words Nolan uses to describe Windy. Nolan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll hunt in the northeast." The two split up and ran in the chosen direction. But they never expected Ezra's enemies to have entered the forest long ago. The leader of the assassin group is a Wolf with a pretty special fur. It has a reddish brown coat that is different from the rest of the species. Next to it was a wolf with jet-black fur similar to Ezra. But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two.

“Did you think I would give you up to a monster like him?” “I wouldn’t blame you if you did.” His fingers caught my chin as he urged me to look up at him. “I would never break my promise of protecting you.” “What happens at the match?” “We fight until one of us kills the other.” “You can’t be serious, Maverick! Talon is a killer, and he feeds on weak creatures every chance he gets. He’s a lot stronger than you think.” “He might be strong, but I’m the Alpha. Don’t underestimate my strength.”

Blood stains—hold them, rise. Kevin Talon sat on a fur-draped bench, claws retracted, his pine-and-smoke scent a faint anchor, barely cutting through the herbs’ pungence, a new forearm scar visible under his rolled sleeve. His dark hair was loose, brushing his jaw, amber eyes soft but steady, locked on Sam—Mara’s tension, Jasper’s silence, Lila’s trembling hands. Love was his core—Sam safe, the pack whole—but Tess’s fever gnawed, doubt creeping, his plan to scout the Frostborn camp now a risk too great. His claw mark tattoo pulsed red, a vow to her, urging him closer. Shade, his wolf, growled low, gravelly, his black-and-red form pacing, eyes narrowed. She’s f

Lira sat alone near the far edge of the circle, plucking at her bowstring, gaze flicking toward Kaela. They’d only exchanged a few words before. Lira was new—transfer from some northern flank. Quiet, sharp-eyed, always on the edge of things like she didn’t quite trust them. Kaela understood that too well. “Back already?” Talon called out, flashing a grin as Kaela passed. “Did you two get bored or lost?” “Neither,” Kaela said coolly, not stopping. Talon stood, brushing ash from his pants like he’d been waiting for a reason to stand. “Shame. Was hoping for a real story.”

The cottage is located at the waterfalls at the suburbs. The reason he joined the wolf hunting agency was to stop the wolves from coming at the humans. Then Tartal was still the alpha. Mr Carson found out a lot how to kill a wolf because he was a scientist but the good one. From the body of a murdered wolf, you know a wolf can kill another wolf...so he took blood from the dying wolf that couldn't make it alive and was able to test his theories with the blood only to come to a conclusion that the silver everyone talked about in the movie was partly correct.

Talon who had abandoned his rogues to chase after Jade and Kalista, arrived moments later in his wolf form, his chest heaving with exertion. He shifted back and scanned the area, but there was no sign of Jade and his mate. He couldn't even catch a whiff of their scents. His eyes burned with fury and he let out an ear piercing roar, a roar of rage and frustration. He was at a loss of what to do. Jade and his halfbreed mate were gone, making it impossible for him to kill the girl and get the power that resided within her. And going after Apollo was a death wish because Apollo had the gem, giving him an upper hand.

“You’re really going to kill him at this rate.” “Apologize, you bastard…” Alpha Magnus held his fists up. “Apologize and tell me you will stay away from Zevara.” Talon laughed out loud, spit and blood drooling out of his mouth. “I won’t apologize.” His voice was firm even through his broken nose. He doesn’t care if he was going to die; he stood his ground. “And I won’t leave Zevara either. She is mine! I will fuck her in your presence, so you feel exactly the same thing Mother felt when you were messing around!”

The nefarious underworld feared the very mention of their code names ! Talon was cold, ruthless and arrogant, unlike his elder brothers who exuded warmth and affection, winning the popularity contest by a mile. However, the clan owed most of their victories, safety and innovations to Talon whose bold and courageous moves made the clan an untouchable and impenetrable fortress from any enemy.