Waylon Twilight Novels & Stories

Alpha Kyle's POV I paced around the room feeling rather uncomfortable. I was unable to sleep last night as my wolf didn't let me sleep. He had been disturbing me to look for our mate. Rejecting my mate wasn't a good decision as I didn't feel my body again. The pain was more than I had imagined. Even though I had tried to suppress it, I felt I couldn't continue to suppress it.

The world ends at 6:17 p.m. Again. Maya knows this because the first time it happened, she was barefoot in a kitchen, arguing with expired sour cream while Dex performed amateur dairy forensics with a spoon. There had been a news anchor smiling wrong, a phone video filmed vertically because humanity chose to disappoint her right to the finish line, and sirens beginning outside like the city had finally understood the assignment. This time, at 6:17 p.m., Maya is on the roof of the warehouse with binoculars, boots, body armor under her jacket, a radio clipped to her belt, and a thermos of coffee going lukewarm beside her.

Alpha Waylon commands the driver as we get in but someone stops us on our tracks. "Not so fast, love birds! I have a score to settle with both of you!"

--- Colt sighed tiredly as the gates of the holding facility came into view. The trek from the blue mountain pack back to base had been made excruciatingly long by the dissent by the men in the back of the lorry ever since they had left. Neither he nor the other agents riding with him had paid them much attention. It wasn’t the first time they had endured the kind of crap prisoners tried on to either make life difficult or to try and cause trouble. Then there was the fact Colt nearly thought they weren’t going to make it out of Wyoming. The truck had struggled to gather any speed initially and it had felt like someone, or something, had been holding the truck back.

"Waylon couldn't hold back, huh? Perfect! He can test the waters for you." Brantley shook his head. "It won't work. Waylon is no match for him." "Oh? Are you planning to make a move yourself?" The woman cast him a sideways glance. Brantley remained silent, but his gaze locked onto Gideon, flickering with a subtle glint of light. Back on the plains, the wind howled, carrying the lingering scent of blood. Waylon locked eyes with Gideon, frowning as he declared, "Waylon Annel, young lord of Warbringer Gate."

“It doesn’t bother us honestly. She is my fiancé. Soon, she will be part of the Hall family very soon, that’s it.” “You aren’t that bad. I must say you are better than most of my family members.” He smiled. “I’m glad Lyra will hold your hand for walking together in the future. She can’t get anyone better than you.” This was out of the blue, but I liked his honesty. Unlike other McCoy, Owen talked with logic and facts, which I liked excessively. He was a man of wisdom and great understanding, different from his older brother, who was only fascinated with fists and violence. That man didn’t know how to use his mouth for talking, but was an expert at swinging his hand on other people’s faces pe

" Okay, but what about my payment?" I nodded. Finding no other way to kill my time here. He guides me to the bar and steadies the revolving bar chair for me to sit. I felt strange again. No man has treated me with so much respect before. He seemed like a nice guy. We started chit-chatting, but my eyes were fixed on my brother's back. Ryder was telling me that he was the head warrior in the second-biggest pack in the world. He attended mid-semester to finish his studies.

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

“I am going to rip you into two pieces. Just come in front of me. I will show you the real Brian McCoy.” “Before that, I will squash you in the mud. You will fall so hard that you will even forget your own name. I will destroy everything you own and touch. Your family will be on the west side of Chicago. You are aware of that side, right? The slum area. You will be there soon with your family. I have my word, buddy.” He cut the call, and I stay still in my sit. “What went wrong?” Owen asks gently. “Why is he all of a sudden after us?”

EDINA POV It’s hard to tell when it’s day or night in the Twilight Court—always hovering somewhere in between, caught in that breathless moment before the sun tips too far or the stars take full command. But when the air cools just enough to sink into your bones and the wind whispers like it’s trying not to wake something—that’s how you know it’s evening. I shift in the satin sheets, stretching slowly. A weight anchors me. Rhaenan’s arm draped across my waist.