Allen Walker Anime Novels & Stories

She was late already and she was also sure that he must have been waiting a while. In her hurry, she bumped into someone and her whole bag came tumbling down again. She muttered a string of apologies as she picked up her bag, not even glancing at the person before turning away. The person touched her hand and she turned, alarmed and confused. Her eyes narrowed as she saw who it was. Axel Walker. She looked around wondering how he had slipped past security and realised that there were no recognisable werewolf guards around. In the past few days, they had relaxed the security since Sabine was basically powerless, but Lori was still curious as to how he had known where they lived. That must hav

He smiled. "Wow!! Who changed you? Don't tell me you forgot her name, ``Kalani rolled her eyes. "Piper Aurora Walker" Raiden said, Kalani turned around staring at him as if he suddenly grew horns... Collins stepped on the brakes immediately which made the tires squeak loudly. TBC... Raiden knew 😱😱😱

Amy looked at the two of us with furrowed brows. "Y'all don't know what you're talking about. Hunter Ysrael is one of the strongest wolves in all packs combined! At the mere age of nine, he was the first werewolf to shift! I heard he helps his father lead the pack and even leads all their hunts! He's THE Hunter Ysrael and worth all the recognition he can get." Axel and I exchanged looks and had a mutual understanding at that point. Amy is in love with someone who dated a hundred girls in just one month.

The Soulwaker was able to dodge all those hurdles while remaining afloat. The red robot seemed angry as he charged a punch right before her eyes. Xiao screamed internally, thinking that once she’d be hit with it, she’ll instantly die. But the Soulwaker was able to dodge the charge as she teleported behind the robot and kicked its head. Xiao was so speechless, as things were happening so fast, nearly making her pass out. But as soon as she remembered that she’s only in the inside, while the Soulwaker’s the one doing all the work, then she realized that she got nothing to actually worry about because she’ll be saved.

Walker growled, “You’re testing me, you son of a bitch, and no one fucks with what is mine.” “Yours? Word has it she’s nothing to you, Walker. What’s a little poor bitch from Weeping Willow got going on with you? Nothing. You’ll be happy to see her go just like everyone else.” Walker’s eyes turned and two of the men standing guard next to him were easily taken down by his ability to fight dirty. Pulling a knife from his boot, Walker moved forward at his vampiric speed and cut a slash right down the middle of another Rager’s shirt—almost slicing him open.

Allen, please don’t make me lose face! Professor Walker looked at Allen, who is behind the crowd, but suddenly his eyes flickered strangely, " Peterson?!" Allen interrupted him looking at the Professor he said: "Professor Walker, can I help you?" The Professor Walker was shocked and in a daze, He nods to Allen: "Good, I need an assistant, come in and help me quickly.” While everybody are waiting outside.

I see no humor. "He's..." Jewel points at me unable to speak. Pepper picks up where Jewel left off, "He kidnapped an eagle shifter and she's turned him green," Pepper says with laughter between every other word. "What?" I yell. There's no way. She wouldn't. She couldn't. This sends Jewel into spasms. "She's... she's an eagle shifter and she turned you green." "No, it's brittlemortis," I yell in complete frustration. I look at Tahr and even he's smiling now.

Shadow Valley Pack Beta Walker is pacing around the Alpha office, he still can’t believe that Dallas came back and just ignored him. Hell, she even called him Beta Walker. He had seen her walk towards the stage, but with the hood shrouding her face in shadows, he hadn’t recognized her as his own Daughter. He had never seen anyone walk towards an Alpha with that much confidence.

Torches lined the black stone walls, casting flickering light across the gathered warriors, their armor scarred from countless battles. At the head of the hall, lounging in a carved obsidian throne, sat Valerian—Alpha of the Night Walker Pack. He was a sight to behold. Rugged. Uncompromising. Every inch of him spoke of raw power and the relentless life he had lived. His hair was dark, thick, and untamed, falling just past his shoulders in careless waves. A jagged scar ran from the corner of his left brow down to the edge of his cheekbone, a mark of a battle he had won—and one he wore with pride. His jaw was strong, covered in a rough stubble that did little to hide the sharpness of his featu

All his beast could do now was completely cut the Alpha off and never provoke that dangerous Walker bloodline again. The border transport crates always took forever to be sorted by the lodge workers, and the crowd of traveling wolves was thick and restless. While he stood waiting by the wooden posts, his communication slate flared again with Tyler's frequency. "Jessa? Are your paws still stuck inside the check-in hall?" "Yeah, but my claws should have the luggage crates out soon." Tyler Walker, possessing the sharp instincts of a seasoned warrior, sensed something was deeply wrong immediately. "Jessa... has your wolf been crying?"