Alaska Fiction Books Novels & Stories

“You’re being paranoid. Or maybe you’re just not attracted to me anymore. Which is it?” I opened my mouth, but how could I explain it? The sensation wasn’t fear exactly. It was warmer. Deeper. Like invisible fingers trailing down my spine, teasing the sensitive spot just above my ass. My clit gave a faint, traitorous throb. I pressed my thighs together, mortified. “Stan, please. I’m not crazy. It’s this new book I got today. Something about it—”

I’m standing in a meadow, surrounded by the prettiest, most vibrant wildflowers I can find—deep purple bells, tiny white starbursts, and bold patches of fiery red. I start moving, carefully plucking the best blooms, imagining them in a chaotic, lovely bouquet. "Would she even like flowers, you fool?" Skye, my Alpha wolf who occupies the same space in my mind as the darkness, asks with his usual dry skepticism. He’s the only voice I actually want to hear up there.

She raised her hand and with her index finger she brushed the books, reading their titles. There were some that said "satanic pacts" others like "the call of the devil" "the forest and its hidden side" "small town legends" "werewolves and the full moon" and the last one said "Wisconsin Cases". Camila took out that last one, the book was big, it had a red cover with the image of the town itself. But that image was in black and white, as if it was taken years ago.

The usual genres one would expect to find at a book fair, too: history, fiction, non-fiction, folklore, fantasy, fairytales… everything. I had wondered and hoped that I could find the fiction book about the female alpha, but there was nothing of the sort to be found. I would rummage through the boxes each day, hoping to find something, but nothing. Nothing at all. Picking up a large pile of books from a box, I strolled towards a table that was getting empty to fill it up again.

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My heart jumped, thudding violently against my ribs. I turned slowly, and my blood ran cold. A wolf stood there, massive and terrifying, with fresh blood dripping from its snapping jaws. It wasn't just any wolf, it was the Alpha. I’d forgotten the rumors that he haunted these woods during the full moon, hunting like a beast possessed. Panic seized me. I scrambled backward, my heels catching on roots until my back hit the rough bark of a massive tree. I was trapped, and the Alpha’s glowing eyes were locked onto me, his nostrils flaring as he caught the scent of my heat.

She pondered. "Yes, Almera is one of the princess' closest friends," Finn finally answered. She inhaled deeply. "Are you familiar with the legend of Rutakoppchen?" She said, "I had a copy when I was a little child." He nodded. My mother told me it was the only one in the world......" She told him the story of her book, beginning with her ninth birthday and ending that afternoon in Macky's shop. Her innermost weakness made every sentence a struggle. Finn appeared to be ready to send her home, and now she was investing more.

City of Alaska "Gosh, it's raining so hard," said Violetta who was in front of a cafe. Several months ago, Violetta carried out her father's order to move to Alaska. She also worked as a waitress at a downtown cafe. Violetta becomes an ordinary human, she has a beautiful and cute face, white skin, and big eyes that make her look like a doll. Her blonde hair with thin bangs is her trademark. Violetta also doesn't use her magic power at all, except when she needs it.

While mortals negotiate, seduce, or compromise, we can only endure the silence and hope that fate hasn’t forgotten us. Alaska is a frozen hell for anyone not born in its depths. But for Alexei, Roman, Leon, Sergei, and me, it is the land that forged us. There, the wind doesn’t just slice the skin—it teaches. There is no greater pride than being born in a village buried in the tundra, where winter never ends and death walks quietly among the snow.

~The End~ Thank you all for reading, The Wolf Without a Name—Book 1 in the series. A paperback of this novel can be found on A****n with a beautiful cover you have to see. Book 2—Alpha Christian—will be coming soon to A****n, edited version. Want to read more books written by me? Visit my F******k page @ A.K.Knight or my I*******m account @athan941 to see my other werewolf/romance novels. Make sure to follow and like my social media accounts to be informed when Book 2 is available in both paperback and hardcopy.