Twilight Sparkle And Mordecai Novels & Stories

It was his energy, his life spark. The twinkling glow was pouring out of Tobias’ skin and evaporating into mine. When there was nothing left in him, his body just sat there, unmoving and empty. I stared blankly at the shell of my guardian. The tears didn’t stop as I wept silently. A tingle brushed against my cheek, like fingers caressing my skin. I turned to look at who it was, but no one was there. The blue glow was still around me, shining brightly at my back. I felt the prickle of magic across my skin and a burst of energy ignite deep inside my soul. Tobias was still with me, he was showing me the way forward. The light moved and twirled through the air as it reshaped itself. I stood slow

But for some peculiar reason, Sarah Poleman, a seventeen-year-old brunette, and his boyfriend—Charlie Mantial, find it less disturbing to jump over the laid out rules and ran within the path vociferously, stomping hardly on the wetted moss and letting the whip-cracking branches of blackberry trees slap their faces as they continued sprinting like some kids released on a playground. The whole circular forest had been cast by the pitch darkness of the night and the flashlight that served as their guide to get through the path didn't lessen the pure blindness. Sarah didn't seem to mind the foreboding danger around them, though. It thrilled her even. Seeing herself alone at the center of the for

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Rest well my mentor, they both smiled and parted ways immediately. Then King Pontius and Willard left Stormie since he wanted to be alone, and they headed back to where they were having their Little banquet. As they were going back, King Pontius decided to try the wisdom of Willard to know if he was in his right senses as well. There's something special about this Prince of Twilight pack, hope you know and can you tell me what makes him exceptional among the other Alpha in the world? Well, my king, honestly speaking, I don't know where to start from, but from what I have seen so far,

Melissa said. “I can't imagine you two walking to the aisle together. The stupid low-life fools would definitely mock us, saying you left them for someone like that,” Mrs McCarthy said. Mother and daughter gossiped, ignoring Lauren that was standing there staring at them. “I am never choosing any of them, Alex or those fools,” Melissa said. “Trust me, I am planning something great for you, and I am sure you will like it,” Mrs McCarthy said, winking at Melissa. “Mum, just forget about that cripple, I am never going to get married to someone like him,” Melissa said.

The sun beat down on the turquoise water, and the luxurious lounge chairs looked inviting. I needed space to think. To remind myself that last night was a mistake. That I still hated him. I lasted for about twenty minutes there. The sliding glass door opened. Damon stepped out in black swim trunks, towel slung over one shoulder, looking like sin. His gaze locked on me immediately. “Trying to hide from me, Kara?” He dropped the towel and walked over, slow and purposeful. “Cute.” “I’m not hiding. I’m relaxing.” My voice sounded weak even to me.

He also knew that the backlash would not be aimed at him but at Emerald, so he was only too happy to be of assistance. “As you wish,” stated Mordechai, “I will help you. But only this once for I too do not wish to anger the Goddess. I will send you a spell to perform, but heed my warning and be prepared for any trouble which could come your way.” Warned Mordechai once more, hoping to drive home just how dangerous a game Emerald was playing at. “I will send the spell to your cell phone and you would need to perform it at the next full moon which is in two days time.” “Thank you for helping me, Mordechai. I know the dangers and I am willing to risk the chance of things going horribly wrong. I

We fought our way upward through corridors filled with fighting as Silvercrest descendants battled Council warriors, and everywhere we went wolves stopped to stare at my glowing eyes and the silver energy crackling around my body. "The princess lives!" someone shouted, and the cry was taken up by others. "Silvercrest rises!" The morale shift was immediate as our side fought with renewed fury while Council warriors began retreating toward the exits, their confidence shattered by seeing Silvercrest magic active again after eight years of believing we were extinct. We reached the main hall where Elder Mordecai stood at a control pedestal carved with ancient runes, his hands moving in patterns t

The words resonated through me. I felt Grace go stiff beside me and knew she was just as shocked. Midnight wasn’t just a little pack like Fluorite. It was second only to Warhammer. Taking Midnight down would be near impossible because of its allegiance with Warhammer. Matt’s lips twitched, “You two look like you might faint.” “That’s… a very large undertaking,” Grace said. “Why?” He glanced at me then down to my arm before his gaze turned hard, “Let’s just say Mordecai pissed me off enough and his relationship with Ben only pisses me off more.”

“Your reign of terror… ends now. You… are done.” Mordecai’s laugh, cold and devoid of humor, sliced through the tense air. “Brave words for a man on the brink of death,” he taunted, his gaze icy and piercing. “You think this is about victory?! It’s about sending a message, Caden! A message that no one, not even the gods, can oppose the great Mordecai!” Suddenly, with the swiftness of a lightning strike, an inexplicable force sweeps Mordecai across the terrain. His body careens through the air at a speed that defies the laws of nature, grating against the earth with a ferocity that rends flesh from bone.