A Deadly Wandering Novels & Stories

the Alpha says, his voice steady… but deadly. I’ve seen Red shift on the fly before in the heat of the moment, it takes him less than five seconds and it’s damn impressive. *Took out three wolves trying to get home near the border. Tattoos look like they’d been rogues before,* Buddy reports, on an open mind-link. Goddess I need to just wrap this up and get home to discipline my little brat of a mate.

He paused to see Carlos reaction, and it wasn’t good. He exhaled softly and continued. “I never wanted to do what she requested, but I still went on to find it out for her due to my curiosity, but that almost cost my life as I was almost killed if I had not dodged a bullet, in order words, the Swifts are terrifying people, one wrong move and you could be killed.” He paused and closed his eyes momentarily. “If you knew that, why didn’t you run away with Katherine?” Carlos shouted, his blood boiled in his vein.

she whispered, a small smile tugging at her lips. ...... Vlad burst into Eton's office. “You can’t be serious!” Only when his boss raised his unimpressed eyes from the computer, did Vlad realize what a blunder he’d made. “Excuse me?” Eton asked in a very cold tone Vlad forced himself to meet his gaze unflinchingly. “I’m sorry, Eton Domino, but I can’t agree with your decision to take the girl to Switzerland. It’s a huge security risk—she might be spotted at the airport or—”

Their child, born into a world free from the rogue threat, would grow up knowing the sacrifices made by their parents and the importance of unity and strength. troubling reports of increased rogue activity near our borders. They have grown bolder and more aggressive, posing a threat not only to our packs but to the entire region." A hushed murmur spread through the room, as the gravity of the situation sank in. Rogue werewolves were individuals who had either been banished or had chosen to live outside the structured hierarchy of packs. They were known for their lawlessness and unpredictability, often causing harm to innocent humans and supernatural beings alike.

Fredrick warns. His words hit me like a slap. He’s right. Even if we manage to defend this shelter, if one of us dies... all of us die. And I’m the easiest target. Kael glances at me once before shifting into a gigantic gray wolf. His massive figure disappears into the darkness. Fredrick, Ash, and Damian rush out after him. I hear Damian’s wings beating through the night as he takes to the sky. Meanwhile, Fredrick raises earth barricades around the shelter.

And I was no longer the only one listening. The duet in the dark was not a comfort-it was a reckoning. The silver thread in my soul pulled taut, yanking me toward the Whispering Wastes, a blighted expanse where even shadows refused to linger. Legends called it the goddess's first grave, a place where time frayed and the dead walked as half-formed echoes. Jason argued against the journey, but the thread *burned*, insistent. "This isn't a choice," I told him, packing supplies under a sickle moon. "It's a summons."

Casey Waiting for the dead to attack ended up being the longest twenty minutes of my life. Unsure of what to expect, I was practically hyperventilating when the shambling horde of hungry biters was only a few houses away. Zombies couldn't throw rocks through our windows or use weapons of any kind other than their own bodies, but it didn't make our circumstances any less terrifying. When the group finally made it to the road in front of my house, it surprised me to see they were somewhat docile, at least for now. It appeared as if they were moving just to move with no designated stopping point.

“Watch your mouth. You don’t know who I am. Say your death wish before I slit your throat. I am the dragon of the west. I burn everything that’s against me and I will drown you with your own blood.” He clenched his jaw in anger. I could see the fire in his eyes. His desire to cover me with wounds was clear in his face. “You have quite an impressive background, captain. Let me formally introduce myself then. I am Vad Wagner. They define my name as wild, untamed, uncontrolled, and unregulated.” I flexed my neck side by side. It produced a crackling sound which released my tension inside. “I am the tardigrade of the east. Tardigrades are the most indestructible species on the planet. Someone wh

I muse that I’m already on the trail of harm with over five enormous wolves running for us, but I keep this sentiment to myself as Wade completes his shift and bursts forward on his massive paws. “Fight safe.”

Thus, how scarce the cultivation resources for wandering warriors and rogue cultivators were! Only the great sects were the kingly way. At the bottom of the spiral staircase, there was a maze of existence with winding tunnels extending in all directions. Each fork in the road had three or four roads leading to different directions, and as the deeper the tunnel was, the more bodies on the ground. They were wandering warriors who were just killed, and apparently they were fighting for something. Without being governed by the light on the ground and the game rules, all horrible things could happen in the darkness.