Widowmaker Talon Novels & Stories

In North City's matchmaking circles, everyone knew my name, Renee Ranford. I was the girl who always hung around the five Parker brothers. According to the gossip, I'd already ruined four of their engagements. I had skin thick enough to survive any amount of ridicule, and no sense of shame whatsoever. I never wore makeup. I never acted sweet. Every other sentence out of my mouth referred to them as my "bros." Yet somehow, every woman who tried to marry into the family ended up walking away. The rumors only got worse. "That tomboy's a complete psycho. She can't stand seeing anyone else happy." "She loves being the only woman surrounded by men. The second one of those brothers starts dat

“Her husband was found with two bullets in his chest and one mistress in his bed.” “Ciara,” she gestured to the woman seated next to Harper. “Her husband drowned in the swimming pool in their home, although he’s a good swimmer.” “And last but not the least, Evelyn. Her husband disappeared. They never found his body. Just his wedding ring… in their garden.” None of them smiled. “Let me be clear,” Celeste said, turning back to her. “By accepting my invitation, you’ve accepted the rules of the Widow’s Club. There’s no application or initiation. Your grief is your entry.”

And the witch and anybody else that got in his way, he just needed a new plan. Talon turned and walked away from the shield. They couldn't get far, especially with the wounded state Ana was in. he could hear that pathetic girl following behind him. "What are we going to do now?" Kim asked. Her human nature caused her to trip over branches on the forest floor. Talon really wanted to rip her throat out. He originally thought she would be useful but now he was reconsidering. She was so young and stupid. She honestly believed he would be with her. Ha! He already had a mate and that turned out to be a pain in his ass. Now the only thing he needed women for was blood and sex. And Kim isn't good fo

Command rolled off her—undeniable, cold, the kind that bent men without asking. The Widow. The room tightened. Talia froze, breath locked. Heller pressed against the wall, a man awaiting judgment. Even the chaos outside—the boots, the shouting—faded for her. Domenik didn’t move. But every muscle was tight, coiled for violence, ready to claim or destroy. The Widow’s eyes swept the room, passing over him without acknowledgment—going straight to Eirwen. Not the guns, not the blood. Her. “Hello,” the Widow said, voice calm as a blade. “Little ghost.”

But Talon committed a heinous crime years ago, one that ingnited the unbridled rage of Alpha Xerxes. Talon attacked a human city and slaughtered every single innocent soul, both old and young. This was something Alpha Xerxes couldn't forgive. He ordered his lycan army to murder Talon's wife and son as punishment, and then banished Talon to the ends of the realm, a barren land where there was no sign of life, where Talon would wallow in misery for the rest of his immortal life.

"Then what am I supposed to do with this?" "Keep it. Use it when you need leverage. And be very careful because if Victor finds out you have this then you become the next problem he needs to solve." I copied the audio file onto my phone and then onto a backup drive that I put in my purse and then I made Marcus delete it from his laptop because I did not want anyone else having access to this. "There is something else," Marcus said after I handed back the headphones. "What." "I found Thomas Brennan's wife. Or at least I found where she is supposed to be. She is living under a different name in a small town in Oregon with her daughters."

I frown at him. "You need to be careful, Malakar. We have a much bigger problem on our hands." "What are you talking about?" Talon walks away and returns a second later, handing me a silver bullet. I turn it over in my hand to inspect it. An ice-cold shudder runs down my spine. "Where did you get this?" "She took it out of you." Talon has a deep frown between his brows. "What I don't get is where they got it from. The Doomhowlers."

I felt him nod against my head in confirmation. The next day we went back to Carlos’s house to get ready for the party. I knew this meant putting on my wife face and pretending to love him. Once again I found Erika walking out of the house like she was some kind of prize. I felt sorry for her, it was her funeral. Carlos left me alone that entire day probably trying to avoid leaving any bruises before the party. I found myself in the garden admiring the flowers and the smell soothed me. “I told you we’d meet again?” I turned around and saw the familiar face of the man by the waters. “What are you doing here?” He looked like he belonged and a sense of confidence and power radiated from him. “W

I say, my muscles tense. "He has the ability to shift to a feminine form and he has one mole beneath his left eye" she rasps and I grip the window sill, my knees threatening to give out. Only mum and I know about Talon's ability to shape shift into a feminine form. This is due to the fact that his female twin had died in my mother's womb and her soul had attached itself to Talon's soul. All this time, he'd been a prisoner in Lochan's castle. Rage pulses through my veins in hot waves and the shadows in the room increases. I turn away from the window just in time to see Alanna swaying on both feet. Her eyes flutter close and before she hits the ground, I appear at her side and scoop her into m

‘But if we get caught, we’re going to make things worse. ‘Don’t piss me off, Alek!’ he growled. ‘I want our mate, and I want her now! If I can’t have her, then I’m going to drive her mad until she caves and admits that she wants us as much as we want her!’ I sighed as I gave up trying to convince him to stay out of the casino. He had already made up his mind. There was nothing that I could do to change it. He was going to the penthouse, with or without my permission. I remained quiet to let him focus on staying in the shadows as he moved across the lobby to the elevators were he waited behind a corner that led to nowhere for someone to open the staircase door. When a drunk came to stumble up