Twilight Sparkle X Mordecai Novels & Stories

Dad just moved his paper back up and cleared his throat. I tapped my foot, getting his attention. “Fine.” Eddy said obviously defeated. “I’m sorry Emily. I didn’t plan this.” “Just. Leave!” I screamed. Then he walked out the door. I waited until I heard his car start and take off down the road before I ran to my room and cried. I turned my phone off. There was little doubt that my best friend, and werewolf, Nicole was going to call me. She had to know what he was coming here to tell me.

She grasped his hand, ready to pull him out of the house, but he simply brushed her hand aside. "Calm down, Averie. I think you should consider taking some sleeping pills to help you sleep more peacefully. And-" Marvin couldn't finish his sentence as his eyes widened, fixated on something behind her. "There's a m-monster b-behind you, A-Averie," he stammered. Averie slowly turned around and saw Ernest, who had now completely transformed into a demon werewolf. The sinister creature moved towards them with an apparent taunting demeanor.

“That’s my girl.” He attacked me harder, sucking my clit, fingers pumping faster, the flat of his tongue working me relentlessly. My thighs started to tremble around his head. The pressure built fast and brutal. I was right there, right on the edge, muscles clenching… Headlights swept across my bedroom wall. The low rumble of a car pulling up outside cut through the night. We both froze. I was mid-orgasm, pulsing around his fingers, so close it hurt. Damon’s head snapped up, eyes wide.

“Says the cornflower-blue-eyed, pure blond-haired, tall, pale, long-lashed immortal. If anyone is ethereal, it’s you, Vampire Barbie.” Rita burst out laughing. Deidre did look like a high-end doll, her silk pajamas probably costing more than Rita’s entire wardrobe. Deidre preened, flipping her hair. “Darling, I know I’m stunning. But you witches glow. Literally.” Rita shook her head, still grinning—until Deidre’s expression turned sly. “Speaking of glowing… Nathan Parker has been extra wolfy around you this week.” Freda’s quill paused. “Oh, he’s obsessed. I caught him staring at you during lunch every day. And I may have overheard him asking how many senior witchcraft electives he could cram

this way the atmosphere lightens for a bit for them to relax. "I'm Falkor Dalton and she's my mate Elora Astor" their smiles mean how they care for each other. "Marty Russey here this is also my mate Teyla Vixen" "Idris Voss here" "She must be your mate also?" I ask pointing to the other girl who wasn't introduced yet. "I'm Donna Enix and Idris isn't my mate," the girl said. "Oh, I thought he is your mate or Endrich? Are you all partners here? Fascinating but it twists my stomach out of nowhere"

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

“All right enough. He’ll be fine once I get Lydia back. Dad, is there anything you can tell me about Sparkles and her demon? Where they are? How to take them on?” My father eyed me, his expression very grave. He looked down at the boy perched on his lap. He met my eyes again, and for the first time, he closed the book. “Sparkles has aligned herself with a very powerful demon. It’s higher in rank than those you usually come in contact with. More stealthy, more seductive.” “More seductive? Have you seen that monster with its demonicy tendrils sliding their way up Sparkle’s nose? What can possibly be seductive about that freak?”

All the guests looked at the sky, especially at the moon, waiting to turn red. Unluckily, Emily was praying that she was pregnant. She was closing her eyes and gripping the edge of her dress. It was almost midnight, and the moon was covered by clouds slowly showing. The alpha’s jurisdiction was chanting, howling, and chirping. Drake maintained his cold aura and expression while looking at the moon. A few moments later, the moon appeared, and its color was crimson red. His people howled and manifested. The Beta called their attention, and Drake poured a drink into his glass, holding Emily’s waist as her eyes went wide.

she finished, giving me a wink. I lifted myself from Tor's lap and he took the mug. Without another word, he downed the glass in two gulps. He made a disgusted expression as he placed the cup on the table. "Vile," was all he could muster through a cough. I could tell in an instant that the tonic worked; the grey pallor of his skin was gone and he was no longer shaking. "But, effective. Thank you, Chloe." Chloe dipped her head. "Anything for the wolf who protects one of our own," she said giving him a smile. "I never thought that I would meet the shifter witch of legends."

She responded, looking up at him, "Impatience persistent in the thought produces sadness to the spirit. You are aware that you are living in America in the twenty-first century, correct? As she stood, Zachary mocked her. Zachary was tall, powerful, and guarding. His name, in Nate's opinion, was a good fit for him, as were his face's nearly flawless facial angles and the halo-like appearance of his blonde hair. It was actually his personality, though, that made her think of an angel. Zachary loved people with a deep passion. He served as a mentor, a watchdog, and a leader. He enjoyed teaching younger generations the most. After the Battle of Brier Creek, Nate discovered him. A new vampire who