Widowmaker Talon Novels & Stories

"It's her ex fiancé who cheated on her, he's coming here for I don't know what, but he's not seeing her..." "Son...do we need Damien?" "No dad, we don't need the family lawyer for this, I don't plan to kill him, not unless he insists on hanging around." "That's not funny Talon, you see what I mean? he's lost his mind." She was doing a good impression of the stern school teacher with her arms crossed and a glower on her face. It didn't matter because I wasn't about to budge and she'd soon see that her allies wouldn't be any help.

His tone is pleading, begging me to tell him what to do, but right now I'm stumped myself on how we're going to figure this situation out… I bring my attention back to the present and look around my office where I'm once again sitting in my chair while my brothers and Tony sit around me as they try and work through everything that Alberto told us. “When I get my hands on Talon, he is a dead wolf. As if he hasn't already done enough to earn a very painful death, he has also gone and kidnapped Alberto's mate and somehow convinced two of my pack members to spy for him, but how did he do it? Does he have something on them or something he can use against them like he does Alberto or have they don

There was a plume of smoke and a flash of light, Tala didn't know what happened, couldn't know, she was on her hands and knees, who she was out like the spell was in, a possession Elaine had planned to make sure Ray never stood a chance against her. Tala lifted her head then stood up, her eyes not their natural green anymore, they glowed a wicked violet her face once in panic now had an equally demented smile. "Welcome back sister" Elaine said. "It took you long enough, who did you choose?" Tala answers looking at her own body. "A twin blood werewolf" "Excellent, is Victor still alive?" "No, he has been dealt with, but his son Raymondias travels here as we speak, the body you now possess bel

She turned to Talon, "I understand that some men feel they have accomplished a lot, and because of that, they believe it's their right to make decisions over the lives of others. But for so long, everybody has made decisions for me, and I will not let you do that." She met his gaze, unwavering. "I am your wife, as you said, just in name. That means you are my husband, just in name. I don't owe you anything apart from the deal we made. You wanted a wife, and in return, you offered me freedom, freedom to do what I want, to go where I want. And now, you're stopping me from going to this party?" Talon took a deep breath. He couldn’t even explain what he saw, because, to be honest, he wasn't sure

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" "I told you if you didn’t want her to die, to step away." Talon reminds me. "Do you know how many innocent people you are allowing to die for just one woman?" Just one woman? So all along, this was all about Gale. It seemed that Talon was aware of the prophecy of the silver wolf as well and wanted that power for himself. But how did Talia fit into all of this? "Let her go." I say slowly, taking a step forward.

Those were the last words the confused and frightened girl heard before she felt a prick on her arm then she was out like a light. That was two years ago and since then Talia's life has been more than miserable. Her aunt treated her so bad she began hating her own existence. She cried for the first few months till she got used to the harsh treatment. Her husband and children weren't any better. When they got tired of her they decided to do what led to this moment. Selling her to the highest bidder.

Xena shook her head "There were two of them... Two Tala's, you heard about that right?" Danté frowned "Like twins?" "Not entirely, using the special abilities of a werewolf Tala split herself apart, the Omega half of her was the one who killed my mother, and the alpha half the one who took on Vlad, but she died facing him" "So?" "Yes, if I somehow find the Omega, she will join her alpha half in death!" Danté felt a shrill, as much as anyone deserved to get justice for something like that, he still wanted to meet Tala "Where is this Tala and Ray anyway?" He asked.

Talana stood beside the blaze, jaw clenched, gaze distant. “Do you think he’s watching?” Mariano asked. “He will be,” she said. “He always watches when I bury someone he tried to break.” Back at the safehouse, Talana placed Katerina’s urn on the mantle, next to the encrypted drive. She poured two shots of vodka. One she drank. The other she left beside the ashes. “You didn’t die for nothing,” she whispered. “I’ll make him bleed for what he did to you.” There was a long silence. Then a knock at the door, three short, two sharp.

He didn’t want attention, he wanted control and now he had neither. We pulled into the compound and stepped out. The place was dark and cold. It was an old storage facility Aaron had purchased years ago for “work” that he didn’t want traced back to him. The kind of place where things disappeared forever. Talon was tied to a metal chair in the center of the room. Duct tape over his mouth, shirt ripped, and blood smearing his jaw. His eyes were wide and he kept twitching like a lunatic. “Take the fucking tape off,” I said.

Her fingers lift to my chin, tilting my face slightly like I’m something she’s inspecting. I stiffen instantly. “Look at you,” she murmurs softly. “All grown… and scheming. Doing things your own way,chasing your dreams” My jaw tightens under her touch. “Get to the point, Chloe,” I say coldly. She hums, ignoring my tone. “Alright then… brother.” Her gaze sharpens.“I’m here to ask about the little widow.” “And what about her?” I ask, my voice edged. She exhales slowly. “She really is his old lady. The lawyer confirmed it a few days ago—we can’t touch anything unless she allows it, I still can't believe Warrick did that to us.”