Twilight And Mordecai Novels & Stories

The eerie glow of perpetual twilight adds an otherworldly quality to the tension that fills the air. The voice of the leader of the seven cuts through the silence, sharp and accusing. “Kai, you’ve outdone yourself this time. Bringing a wolf here, amid this perpetual twilight? Are you trying to get us all killed?” Kai stands tall, and I can see the determination in his eyes. “You underestimate her, Dante. This wolf is different. She’s a wildcard, and she’s already proven herself more resourceful than any other shifter I’ve encountered.” The doubts of the seven hangs heavy in the air, their concern clear. The mischievous vampire voices his apprehension. “Resourceful or not, she’s still a wolf,

Claire didn’t hesitate. She wrapped her arms around him just as fiercely. She could feel his heart pounding under her cheek. Wild. Unsteady. Human. She pressed a kiss to the hollow of his throat, feeling the way his muscles tensed—and then slowly, slowly, relaxed. Neither of them spoke. They didn’t need words. Not anymore. The storm was coming. And all they could do now was hold on to each other and hope they survived it. --- But somewhere, deep in the shadows of the sprawling house, a forgotten phone buzzed quietly.

I sighed before looking at Devin who seemed pissed beyond words. "I need to cool off, I'll talk to you later". He walked out as I recapped all the events that took place today. Franco was clear on what he wanted from me and then his body came in contact with mine and I couldn't believe it gave me shivers. Then I noticed the way him and Mordechai looked at each other ; as if they wanted to say something unpleasant to one another. Then Mordechai unexpectedly grabbed my wrists and stood me up against the fridge. That completely caught me off guard. Then him and Devin got into something heated but there was something weird about it and it was not how Mordechai dominated the situation somehow. No

I don't want to speak any further with Rebecca on this matter. Sandra finished off early at the administrative office and decided to take a walk around the college. She wanted to see how the nursing department looked. She knew she would be attending online classes but will go to college for practicals. She walked through several blocks until she sighted the nursing college. It was located on the left wing of the college close to the medical school. It was quiet and few students scattered here and there as the school was still on holiday. She spotted a handful of students gathered looking at the notice board. Here a student called Scott called out to her. He was tall and well built, he had a

Waking up today wasn’t my intention. I had a long day ahead of me and of course, I’m always the one who has to work hard. I wasn’t an adopted child, I wasn’t a stepdaughter, but I had an annoying twin sister. Veronica Summers, my identical twin was the opposite of me. She was pampered more by my mum and dad and always caused trouble - of course, I’m always the one to be blamed.

The late afternoon sunlight slanted across the room, golden and soft, but the heat between them wasn’t coming from the sun. It was in the way Zariah pressed closer to Imani, fingers tracing along her arm in slow, teasing circles that made her shiver, every nerve on edge. Malik’s hand rested firmly at Imani’s waist, steady, grounding, giving her the space to melt into the teasing warmth of Zariah without ever losing herself.

Baiting me. I take a second before trying to get up. I close my eyes and the world stops moving around me. All I hear is silence. I've gotten good at blocking the entire world out. The energy around me shifts and suddenly I know I'm not alone in my thoughts. I don’t need to lift my head to see who’s in front of me. I don’t need to open my eyes to know that every single head is looking directly at the entrance of Darkthorne Academy. I already know who’s standing in front of me.

he glared at Johan. “The hell! I thought you were going to open hell again!” “A-again...” Dorin touched his temple as his head suddenly ached. “Here, let me help you with that, number 12,” Mordecai said with a big grin. “Johan, hand Dagon over.” Mordecai touched Dorin’s temples as soon as Dagon perched on his shoulder, and hoped that the young thunder mage’s memory of their past duel would finally return, before Eirian does.

"This is my fault, I trusted Vincent when every instinct screamed not to." "You trusted because you wanted to save me," Elena said, her voice hoarse from screaming. "Any daughter would have done the same." "Any daughter wouldn't have been stupid enough to fall for such an obvious trap." Footsteps echoed in the corridor and I tensed expecting more guards, but the man who entered made my blood run cold because his presence radiated power and age and casual cruelty that spoke of centuries spent manipulating wolves for his own ends. Elder Mordecai looked ancient with skin like weathered parchment and eyes that had seen empires rise and fall, but his magical aura was stronger than anyone I'd ever