Twilight X Mordecai Novels & Stories

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.

Hannah stated. Carlo was Hannah’s boyfriend, and they lived together like a couple. Twilight couldn't go back to her old apartment—she knew he would find her. A knock interrupted their conversation. Hannah rose from the bed and went to open the door while Twilight shifted her focus back to her studies. “I need to see Twilight.” Twilight froze at the familiar deep voice. Oh God. “Twilight?” Hannah flashed her a teasing smile. “A handsome man is here looking for you.” Twilight bit her lip, taking a deep breath before standing and approaching the door.

Relief flooded her, but almost immediately, the fiery heat in her body surged, overwhelming her. She slid down against the wall, her strength giving out, and pulled off her T-shirt in an attempt to cool down. Her breathing was heavy, and her pounding heartbeat echoed in her ears. Her entire body felt as though it were being devoured by ants, the sensation unbearable. She couldn’t stop the soft, stifled moans that escaped her lips. Suddenly, a sharp click pierced the air, and the lights flicked on. Tara’s vision blurred, her consciousness slipping away. Through her hazy gaze, she saw a tall, striking man walking toward her.

Five white wolves, then ten, then more I had not seen, maybe fifteen white wolves, all anointed scattered women from years of Oak taking them, all running out onto ice now, white fur glowing under northern lights, teeth bared, coming to stand with me and Jax against Council trucks. Mordecai lowered loudspeaker slowly, pale watery eyes wide for first time, seeing fifteen white wolves plus one Guardian who had broken scatter and lived plus one half anointed White who had learned to claim. He said something to men around him, too soft for loudspeaker, but I saw his black leather gloves shake a little. He was scared. And behind him, on edge of woods far beyond trucks, a new howl started. Not Cou

“Still acting saint, huh?“ The word saint never really exist. I released my arrow and it hit his right toe. “Not really, more like mastered the word timing than don't hesitate crap you are insisting.“ He raised me, he must know how good I am at returning words. “You still have this bad tongue, I'm now regretting not cutting it out when you were little.“ “Too bad 'cause it's too late.“ I said and snapped my finger. My wand appeared floating above my palm. “Do you know what this is?“ He was looking confusedly at my wand. One thing didn't escape from my sight which boosted my confidence, a sudden movement on his neck. Nervous aren't we? “I call it my magic wand. I am not just a werewolf Tasio,

It taunted. "And the girl, you really think she's your Chance at salvation?" I clenched my jaw, my hand twitching before I could stop it. “You’re not supposed to be here,” I said, my voice low. “Elyon made sure of that.” Mordecai stepped out of the shadow, his grin stretching too wide for a human face. His eyes gleamed the color of burnt copper, slick and hungry. “You think rules ever applied to me? You forget, brother, I was born from your rage. Wherever you are, I am.”

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.

My phone lit up with a video call from Rosie at two in the morning. I turned on the screen recording function before answering. The screen immediately filled with bare, flushed skin and Rosie’s breathless moans. What they were doing did not need explaining. Tyler’s teasing voice rang out. “Rosie, isn’t this exciting? Your future husband’s right next door. If you scream louder, he might hear everything.” “You little devil! Be gentler! So what if he hears? He loves me so much. He won’t say a word even if he finds out.”

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

Chieftain Darragh said to his son. I turned around to face my brother, who was looking at Priscilla. "Brother, please." I begged, yet I was cut off by Mordecai raising his hand to me. "Do not bother me; I feel you are still hiding something. You took my son to the Cult." Mordecai said, his voice filled with venom. "Then what do you want to do with me, brother?" I hissed back as I eyed him. "That is up to Eddy. He is the next Alpha in line since the Darkness is taking over Luis; thank you." Mordecai revealed as he locked eyes with me.