Twilight Sparkle X Mordecai Novels & Stories

Daniel closed his eyes when he found a shady tree that looked much older than its age. The energy around the tree was very strong, helping him to carry out the part of his plan a while ago. After making sure that no human was aware of his whereabouts, he cast a goddess summoning spell. He was about to collect the payment that he should have received last week but has not yet heard from Morrigan.

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.

As the song ends, Moor gives me another easy grin and offers me his arm, but before I can take it, Modok appears beside him. "Xiu of Earth, I would be deeply honored if you allowed me to escort you back to your room," Modok says, and Moor seems to straighten his spine. He glances to the other side of the room before looking back at me and I realize he has decided I am not worth the trouble of fighting Modok. He has another female. Our dance together and conversation were nice, but I didn't win him over completely.

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.

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

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,

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.

She was pushing me to get inside the circle. "Okay-okay," I walked into the circle and she went in front of me and walked in a circular motion then sat the inside so I sat too. An old huge paper flew from above and stopped in front of me. There were words written in red ink in there. It might be the chant to perform the ritual of Craft Awakening. "Should I read this?" She nodded so I turned my gaze back to the paper. "I Zenith Adams, accepting the power of witchcraft." Then the circle around me turned blue, soon I saw my body floating. A beautiful shiny blue smoke was dancing around me, they formed into snowflakes of different sizes.

Matako was too shocked to say anything. “I thought so. Now, listen to me carefully. I don’t ever want to see you because the next time I do, you’ll be sent back to your parents in body bags. One by one.” Twilight let her go and sat back down. “Sorry about the mess and the glass. I'll replace it later.” She apologised to Takumi’s parents. Twilight POV

Claire shoved the flash drive deeper into her pocket, wiped the tears from her face, and forced herself to her feet. She walked out of the room with her head high, her steps steady, even though her legs felt like jelly. Because if Mason thought she was going to roll over and let him win... He was about to find out just how wrong he was. This time, the spider might just find himself caught in his own web.