Twilight X Mordecai Novels & Stories

His dark eyes narrowed at me and for a moment, I thought he would throw my hand off, but then the officiant began. "Dearly beloved. We are gathered here today to-" The man's voice tuned out, my entire focus on the gorgeous man standing before me. Lucrezia had said he was a monster, and i believed it. There was something lethal about his beauty. Something that pulled you in and then destroyed you when you got close. Tattoos peeked out from his collar and lined his knuckles. Had those hands killed his first wife? Was I going to also be killed? No wonder Lucrezia had gone to such lengths to make sure her daughter didn't end up with this man.

Jeanne questioned Moreau, "Sebastian, His name is Sebastian Hunters Moreau, my first son" Moreau announced in a very loud voice as cheers filled the air. "For he shall be great and venerable, he will command Respect because he is my son," he added. People began shouting in joy as they all feasted, no one slept that night, as they all rejoiced at the birth of another Twilight vampire. .. .. .. YEAR 1315 AD "Move over…" Delphine screamed, as she landed on the floor, bloodied and out of breath.

Isaac Andrew Pov. 6 years ago. Isaac Andrew:" Dad, my uncle Tim just died and you want me to leave his research about the ancient power?" Seth Andrew:" I don't want you to get injured! You are just 18 years old and I can't lose anyone anymore!" Isaac Andrew:" Yes, I know that I am still young but I don't want to be ruled by that wicked vampire clan! I am Isaac Andrew. Future Alpha of Diamond Werewolf! I AM NOT A COWARD!"

On the other hand, Dustine's life never been so wonderful there's always fighting and chaos everywhere he looked but because of Dawn and their kids, Solana and Kiran which means 'sunshine' and 'ray of light', they're indeed the brightest gift for them even though they preferred hiding in darkness. Darkness where they found each other's comfort and hide the identity that in reality won't ever be accepted and remain as fantasy. They were once afraid of light and always will be, but if it's the light that gave for them they will never want to hide in the darkness of pain, silence and fear. They wanted to be sought by Solana and Kiran's light forever and conquer the darkness that pushed them int

“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.

I know that you planned all of it, you know. Nevertheless, Rhianne silently followed him. Rhianne can feel that the students were looking at them, especially the male lead. Surely, the male lead halo is too strong that he can attract the attention of those people around him. That was the latest trend that was happening lately in every novel, right? Arriving in their classroom, the loud chattering sound inside suddenly disappeared.

he irritated, God, I have no idea teasing this bitter man will be this much fun and interesting. “From now, I will call you, rose.” I fly a kiss to him. “My pretty rose.” “You…do your father know the problem of your head.” As we enter the party all the eyes come and rest on two of us, the laughter dies from some people’s lips, some glance at us with shock wide eyes, suddenly the room goes mute. The pleasant party domain quickly converts into tranquility. We walk into the room and people start to chatter; they are whispering, glancing on our route, we are for sure making it on the front page of every newspaper tomorrow morning, this is a miracle, our grand entry, shouts enough to everyone kno

Whatever secrets his father left behind, she holds them too. I try to make sense of it all. It feels like trying to glue a shattered mirror back together. Then she says something else. “The alliance,” she says slowly. “Monte Moretti. He’ll take the deal. He’s respected, like your father was. Same energy sector. Even though his wealth is tied to mafia bloodlines.” My eyes widen. “She has a daughter.” The words slam into me. I grip the edge of the pot as my stomach twists. No. I already know where this is going.

The combination—the playful heat of Zariah, the grounding strength of Malik—made Imani feel like she was melting from the inside out. Imani pressed closer to Zariah, letting her warmth envelope her, lips brushing softly along Zariah’s jaw in a teasing, slow exploration. Zariah responded, cheek against Imani’s, fingers dancing lightly across her arm, light but electric. Malik’s hand moved slightly higher, holding her firmly, grounding her in the overwhelming sensation of being caught between two.

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