Windwalkers Mc Novels & Stories

"After fighting you for so long, I suppose the Jenkins family has already been dealt with. Soon my people will join me, and you truly have no way out." "The Jenkins family?" Master Cloudwalker's eyes sharpened. "You're deliberately stalling!" As soon as he finished speaking, Cloudwalker tried to turn and leave, but Mystic Vale was faster. He stood up and blocked Cloudwalker's path. "I didn't give you permission to leave. I can't kill you, and you can't kill me, but keeping you here shouldn't be difficult." Cloudwalker swung his fly whisk, sending dozens of golden rays stabbing toward Mystic Vale. Then, with a tap of his toe, he tried to rush to the Jenkins family, but Mystic Vale just chuckl

I bled for his throne. I gave him my kidney, my devotion, and my silent submission in a cold, loveless bed. All he gave me in return was a monthly summons to his sheets—and a warning never to cry out his name. For five years, I was the hidden, discarded wife of Alpha Diego—the most powerful, ruthless shifter in the continent. Handsome as a sin and intoxicating in bed, he took my body with brutal, breathtaking skill, yet denied me his heart. When I walked away on bare feet, broken and forgotten, I swore I was done begging for a touch that came with ice. Ten years later, I am no longer his quiet Luna. I am Chief Doctor Courtney—a woman of wealth, power, and untouchable authority, running

"Hide. Now." She shoved the children under a massive stone-topped desk in the corner and stood in front of it, her knuckles white around the brass. The room grew cold. The air began to shimmer. In the center of the room, the shadows began to pool and swirl, rising into the tall, terrifying forms of the Void-Walkers. "A kitchen maid with a candlestick," the lead Walker said, the sound echoing through the room like a thousand whispers. "Is this the best the Triple-Blood can offer in defense of their secrets?"

Outside the heavy iron ICU doors, Amanda Walker stormed into the corridor the exact second her ears heard that her mate had allowed my male body to visit their son’s bed without her absolute consent. “How could your leadership let that lone wolf inside the den to see our boy without asking my claws first?” Amanda snarls, her alpha scent flaring hot against the stone walls. “You and Brooke Caldwell went straight behind my back during the Silverwood border trade too,” Alpha Jonathan Walker retorted, his patience with his mate wearing incredibly thin as his massive chest heaved. “My mind has its own tactical reasons for doing this tonight.” “Your brain is not seriously considering letting Mars

Evangeline and Emma were miles away in the human world. “The signal is getting louder,” Lucien warned, the monitors beginning to hiss with static. “The first wave is at the ridge. It’s a pack of ‘Skinned-Walkers’ from the north - they’ve been tracking the resonance since the Hub went down.” Xander looked at the Prism. The crystal let out a low, dissonant chime, a sound that felt like a challenge. The temporary peace of the last two weeks was over. They had broken the "Hush," but in doing so, they had invited the storm.

The only frightening thing was the unhealed wounds on my face, and I was limping due to my injured feet. "Caleb!" Jenny rushed toward me with a bouquet of flowers, throwing her arms around me. "I'm sorry, Caleb. I only just found out how much you've suffered. It's all my fault. My negligence gave those people the chance to hurt you. But don't worry. I've already made them pay." She showed me a video. In it, Jackson was covered in bruises. He was forced to hike up the mountain and eat dog food, while shouting apologies with no dignity left.

It formed a Loom. "The Thirteenth Cycle was the Choice," the Mirror-Queen said. "The Fourteenth is the Execution. If you won't be the Mother of the Silence, then you will be the first thread in the Shroud of the Sun." From the ship, thousands of Silver-Walkers—warriors with my face and my fire, but none of my soul—began to descend into the village. "Eryx! Leo! Form the Vanguard!" I shouted, the Sun-Walker fire finally erupting from my skin in a brilliant, white-hot emerald blaze.

another man said with a maniac smile, moving move closer Her heart was racing, she kept on walking backwards until she could feel the mother and son behind her “come to us sweetheart, we aren’t bad people, they just owe ussome money and we needed to give them a little warning since they aren’t ready to pay up yet.” they spoke, coming closer Eva asked the mother “are you legs hurt?”, she shook her head in fear “Good, cause I will need you to run and take has many corners has you can, do not let them catch you”

The Void-Walkers. Rowan tossed me into the boat and jumped in, grabbing the oars. He paddled with a desperation that made the wood groan. I looked back. The village was being swallowed by a black fog. Caleb and the old woman were standing their ground, but the Void-Walkers were gliding over the water like skates on ice. "Rowan, they’re coming!" I screamed. The lead Walker reached the back of our boat. It raised a long, spindly arm, its needle-fingers inches from Rowan’s back.