Twilight Sparkle X Mordecai Novels & Stories

He is crippled. “What? Dad, how can you do this to me?” Melissa screams. “You don't expect me to get married to someone like this,” Melissa said. “Just look at the bright side, darling, the things you will benefit from.” “Dad,” Melissa yelled, and her father kept mute for her. “I am not getting married to a cripple. The proposal is rejected,” Melissa said and walked out in anger. Lauren bit her lips and shook her head. She knows she will never reject such an offer like that.

THE TWILIGHT COURT Maerwynn’s POV The city emerged like something out of a dream. It clung to the mountains, glowing softly with an otherworldly light. The buildings looked like crystal, impossibly tall and delicate, and the towers shimmered as though spun from the night sky itself. The light wasn’t from the sun—not the kind I knew. This place lived in twilight, where day and night held hands, casting the city in a perpetual, silvery glow. Light veins carved into mountaintops, glowing against the midnight sky. There was beauty here, haunting and fragile.

Grace covered her mouth. Jacob glared in disbelief. It was different with Edgar who immediately looked away. Meanwhile, Cristine's face looked deathly pale. "What the hell is that insolent woman?!" Not long after, a video containing a scene that was enough to give goosebumps - even though it was censored, but if someone knew who the figure behind the video was, they would immediately realize who it was. including Cristine who immediately realized that the woman in the video was her former sister-in-law; Sella Michael.

Chapter Forty Three ### POV: Sera Ashwood We went to the elder's meeting room because it was the closest building with walls and a door that closed properly and I did not particularly want to have whatever conversation this was about to be in the middle of a field with fourteen Alphas and a cursed man watching, and Kael came in behind me and I turned around and looked at him standing there in my space, in Pack Ironveil, in the elder's meeting room, like some version of my life had been quietly rearranging the furniture while I was looking the other way and I had only just walked back in to notice. "Talk," I said. "Mordecai of the outer territories is not here for your hand," he said, which w

he said "Maybe because you have enough power to hide under something else" "And what will that make me?" He asked "A fucking coward" she spat at him "Watch your tongue" His expression changed to a much darker one. "You're trying to bring him down and that won't happen Adrian Moretti." She said Adrian said nothing Then he smiled "Interesting. There's one thing I do, I focus on who I targeted, any other person doesn't really concern me. If you think I'm making your life miserable, you're as dim witted as I thought." He said

target, made myself the loudest, most visible thing in Mordecai's territory and trusted my team to use the gap I was creating. Mordecai thought I was a berserker wolf, and I was going to play it to the max. I’d counted thirty-eight guards in my initial sweep, and I’d already plowed through twelve of them. The numbers were workable. Then the northern tower's door opened, and Mordecai stepped out. I had seen him before, at the Council hearing months ago. He'd been a large man then. He was larger now, carrying the particular density of someone who had spent years cultivating power at the expense of everything else. He wore no weapon. He didn't shift. He simply looked at the wolf standing in th

When an innocent voice had their eyes widening. "Fuwck me! Fuwck me!" Arham mumbled happily while clapping his hands. Alex face was ashen as she stared at the raging form of Alizey, who was ready to kill. The buff man ran from there as Alizey ran behind him like a killer on mission. THE END BOOK 2 AND BOOK 3 of Sparkle of life (Sequel) is available on booknet app only. Follow KATHLEEN HAYAT there and read the books.

he asks stepping forward to get a better look at my face, I back up and with finding my lighter in the driver's seat, I light up a smoke and exhale to the right of me away from him. "It's alright. Nothing," I backed up another step from him as he stepped forward to touch me. Taking the hint he drops his hand and stays where he is. "I'm Jason, Jason Austin." He holds his hand out for me to shake. I take it carefully and shake his hand. "I'm Marrallyn Wheaton, nice to meet you." Boy, this guy yummy. "How old are you?"

But, as if a switch had been flicked, the scene burst into chaos as howls began to echo off the wall of trees and building behind them until an evocative chorus rose up, becoming louder and louder. If anyone ever asked Lucas to explain what he had witnessed that night, he would admit he had no words for it. Where once human bodies lay wrestling with the throws of their first shift, were now wolves with their thick coats gleaming in the ethereal light of the moon. And in the middle of it all stood Hecate, her blue and gold eyes never leaving Lucas even as her friends crowded her with excited nuzzling and licks of affection. What are you, Chloe? Lucas found himself asking for what felt like th

, said Mya. Mya kept on going and going about how this boy looked like but I wasn’t really listening. Mya had braces on her teeth and she had freckles on her face. But she kept them half-hidden with the make-up she put on her face. She always kept her silver blonde hair in a bun and her hair kind of complimented her eyes as they were silver grey. But her eyes weren’t that much noticeable to normal humans due to the fact that she wore glasses and nobody bothered to interact with her, except me.