Widowmaker Talon Novels & Stories

His eyes seemed a bit strange, they were still the beautiful deep brown of his ancestral heritage, but there was a deep red ring around the pupil. He was dressed in board shorts and a black sleeveless t-shirt, typical of Floridians He would have blended into the crowd quite well if it wasn’t for his strange aura. He emanated a sense of dark power and mystery. And he had that musky scent of rose-and-ginger. He was just standing there, watching me take him in. I realized i had been staring for almost a minute, and I suddenly felt like an idiot. So I fired at him in response to his earlier comment, “I was just hoping to keep the the creepy stalker vibes off of me. I’m well aware that a little p

The Elders consisted of five powerful pure bloods; mainly Marcus, Rockilian, Talon, Connor and lastly, me. Talon's a handful of us all. He had short dark brown hair, spiked in different directions. His piercing brown eyes was a death trap for the ladies. His trademark smirk was his most prized physical attribute, thus dubbed him the womanizer of the Elders. Though he may have mastered the art of undressing a woman in five seconds flat, his cunning nature and ingenuity comes in handy on dire situations.

He said it again, staring directly at me, as if daring me to challenge him: "I will make Lara my Luna." I didn't like Max, but I had heard he was a better man than Jerry. I had rejected an angel only to be faced with the devil himself. "No, sir, please," I pleaded, my voice breaking. "I am your brother's widow." I looked at my sister, tears dropping from her eyes. I wanted to tell her I had no part in this, but I knew she would stab me to death if I spoke.

I freeze instantly. This isn’t good. Talon’s bulking frame narrows onto the petrified Luna, perceiving she’s a nomad like the enemies he’s been slaying…for standing in defense against them to protect the enemy who took his beloved captive, attacked his pack in his absence and snatched the life of one he held dear. “Da-

Talon stood at his impressive height and looked down at me like I was an annoyance. "Can't say it's a pleasure, your debacle with your talons made me miss my target. I don't miss," he said firmly with a hiss through his constantly visible fangs. Talon's son who looked identical to him was watching our exchange and seemed entertained. "My son Kozani. He wasn't with me or I would have definitely gotten my target," Talon said firmly and his son nodded, taking my offered hand and shaking it. Frankly both of them gave me the heebeegeebees. Mystrel entered with our grandchild in his arms and I noticed Talon sniffing the air. His eyes widened instantly when Willow turned and flashed her bright gree

A normal vampire bite is like a scratch for a werewolf especially an Alpha, I’d been drinking Maverick’s blood on several occasions and there was never a problem but I knew that Talon had some Werewolf poison, possibly Wolfsbane laced over his fangs so it was no wonder it would cause a lot of damage to him. Despite what Talon had just done, I watched in surprise as Maverick stood up and took his stance again. His fist was turning an ugly shade of purple, and it shook slightly. His blood had to be clotting there. I was surprised to see him not making a big deal out of it when I knew he must be in a lot of pain. That was Talon’s game. To use wolfsbane to distract Maverick enough to make him we

Talon ran as fast as he could, in the direction of her training quarters, sniffing the air to confirm one more time that he wasn’t around before diving in. He instantly headed to the bathroom, bathed, and wore the change of clothes he had hidden somewhere in the ground of the bath. He had just stepped out when he saw a pair of women’s undies, something he didn’t pay attention to since he felt that Lozia was a man and was bound to bring women into his room. Not paying any more unnecessary attention to his environment, Talon quickly took the clothes he had worn to kill the maid and burnt them. If Kal found out there would be hell to pay…that was something Talon needed to make sure never happen

A small plate name that screamed her name, “Luna Cassandra Creed of the Moon Eclipse Pack. Year 1975-2000.” Oh… she was just twenty-five years when she passed away. That is so sad. My eyes watered as I imagine just how much pain she must have felt that made her poisoned herself. I had asked that I stay behind in the car but they insisted that I tag along and now, I can't help but be emotional. “Mother,” Talon called quietly, but the sadness in his voice was unmistakable. “How have you been? So how is the afterlife treating you? I finally came along with father and I know you must be excited seeing us together, aren't you?”

A loud animalistic growl escapes from his throat, my life seems to flash before my eyes as he cast his red burning gaze at me. Kael was right, Talon Aspen is the Klux, the killer and obviously not Alvarez's son and right now, the fierce predator seems to have found his prey and it is none other than me, Lilac Hirav-Aapen. I might die tonight. ~

I told Falcon about the conversation I just had with James, and what he expected of me. “You’re screwed,” Falcon said, and laughed as I drove home. I parked the Jeep and looked at Falcon as we got out of the car. “Just don’t do anything stupid with Tala. You should know Levi’s her dad,” I said, and he looked almost afraid. “Shit. Really?” I had to smile. “Really. Tala is the only female badass of this pack, and the only daughter of Levi Sinclair.” Falcon dragged his hands through his hair. “Okay, we’re both screwed. You were right.”