Talon Tales の小説・ストーリー

"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.

But Talon committed a heinous crime years ago, one that ingnited the unbridled rage of Alpha Xerxes. Talon attacked a human city and slaughtered every single innocent soul, both old and young. This was something Alpha Xerxes couldn't forgive. He ordered his lycan army to murder Talon's wife and son as punishment, and then banished Talon to the ends of the realm, a barren land where there was no sign of life, where Talon would wallow in misery for the rest of his immortal life.

Chapter: 6 ***** TALON: Young Talon stood amid the ancient standing rocks, his small palm gliding smoothly along the stone edges. The moon, in the early stages of its full glow, cast its light upon the four stones surrounding the boy. The moonlight danced upon the peaks of the rocks, cascading down each one like a white veil being draped over them until they all shimmered in white brilliance before Talon's amazed gaze. His mouth agape, he observed the rocks' transformation under the moon's gentle radiance.

A hint of frustration and an angry groan vibrated from Talon's chest. " Correct. She has the smell of Lavender, moonflowers, the earth and cinnamon…" I rolled my eyes. Talon nodded even though I knew he didn't quite get what Gray meant by the earth which typically still meant the same thing as the rain. Going back to his position, Talon closed his eyes, exhaling deeply before his breathing suddenly slowed down till the point where it was hard to tell if he was breathing or not. As evidence that he was still alive, his lips were moving. Gray looked at me, worrisome. Hope glinting in those eyes of his.

A loud animalistic growl escapes from his throat, my life seems to flash before my eyes as he cast his red burning gaze at me. Kael was right, Talon Aspen is the Klux, the killer and obviously not Alvarez's son and right now, the fierce predator seems to have found his prey and it is none other than me, Lilac Hirav-Aapen. I might die tonight. ~

This old lady has become very special to Tala, and she felt like the loving grand mother she never had. They said goodnight to Jones and walked to their own bedroom. There was a heavy silence between them and as Conri opened the bedroom door, they heard the plane take off. That sound made Tala freeze and it all started to dawn on her what was about to happen. They were all ready to go to war, and Tala needed to get her mind right. She will be fighting the wolves that she grew up with…

Tonya was winking as they closed in on him, she knew. Thaddeus smirked also, his plan worked out perfectly. They soon meet and began walking together, their voices stopped the croacking toads in the damp corners. And then the ringing of the Cathedrals bells drowned their voices out. The swans in the river paid no attention to these hourly chimes. The silver moon, however, took notice of the tunes of the bell and rose from behind the traveling clouds to light up the sky and send silver ripples across the Isis as the rain began to fall.

, she stuttered. Allerick looked her over, “I was with my father and a boy and a girl were spotted in Molvania…”, he trailed off and gauged her reaction, “Guess what they did there?”, he didn’t wait for her reply, “They went stealing, stealing books. The only book on the heart of magic” “Oh”

I whispered, “You don’t talk much, do you?” He glanced at me. “Talking won’t keep us alive.” Fair point. We moved through the trees, careful. Watching. Listening. Then— A snap. We froze. Kael’s hand shot out, grabbing my arm. “We’re not alone.” I held my breath. My ears strained. A growl. My heart pounded. Then, from the shadows— Rogues. They attacked fast. Claws. Teeth. Red eyes. Kael shifted. His wolf was massive. Furious.

The thought causes my breath to hitch. Fear claws up my throat, scraping my mouth open. But with all my restraint, I keep it shut. I reach for the box, picking it up and holding it in my palm. The presence of it burns a hole in my skin. Chilling my bones as I squeeze my eyes shut, daring myself to open the box. After a few minutes have passed, I remove the cover before opening my eyes. And there it is...a white rose, sprinkled with droplets of red. My eyes widen at the sight of it.