Amadeus Wolfgeist Novels & Stories

“I know this is a lot. I brought you here to give you a moment and to answer more of your questions.” Amerie nodded again. She felt so far away. The black wolf was suddenly by her side. It sat next to her and provided Amerie with some comfort. She loosed a ragged breath. “Do you know who this is?” The woman pointed at the wolf. “She’s shown up for me in my dreams before. I think I imagined her as a security blanket of sorts.” The woman smiled. “I suppose you could say that. Do you know her name?” Amerie looked into the wolf’s pale blue eyes. A name she had never heard before rang clear in her mind. “Asteri,” she whispered. The wolf pushed her large head into Amerie’s palm. Amerie smiled and

It was a perfect combination. "My pleasure," I purred with contempt as I eyed my prey. The prisoner's head hung low, his malnourished body unable to withstand the poison that even the smell of his urine couldn't hide. Wolf's bane and liquid silver in low doses did wonders to subdue a wolf. Their beast would be put to sleep, and they would lose any connection they had to their pack... if they had one.

This guy… He turned his head slightly to the side, examining me. His gray fur shone in the light and he lowered his head, giving me a full view of his black and gold swirling eyes. I knew this wolf. “Jake, meet Aamon,” the Goddess said next to me. “Your wolf.” I nearly jumped out of my skin. She had been far ahead and then suddenly right there. I guess physics and such didn’t exist here, wherever this was. Aamon bowed to me and something in me had me return the gesture.

Blake stood up again to attack him but Aiden built a fierce,transparent wall around them and angry Blake couldn't pass through. Aiden held Nina. "Nisha!" He whispered Nina's wolf name. Still subconscious, Nina didn't know what was going on.Her eyes blazed bright blue.At the sound of its name,her wolf transformed out. She felt immense power surge through her but it didn't wear off the drowsiness she was feeling.Nina was thinking that her wolf has chosen Damon as it mate so she lowered her guard down and let her wolf do the work.Finally,her wolf has surfaced! Aiden grabbed her waist and pressed her body to his.Her hands on his chest,he tucked strands of hair behind her ear.He lowered his head

she smiled tightly, taking a portion of wine. The man grinned contentedly and saluted back. I had no choice but to sit back and fulfill the request of the "old wolf", which, by the way, is not very old. Vadim's age is no more than forty, and taking into account the excellent regeneration of werewolves, in general, one can give in appearance much less than thirty.

Such a delicate wolf girl. Anyway, it was my turn to play my character. I had no idea who was Thomas but I knew he was her uncle through her conversation to herself. It was not hard insulting him as the stupid, useless and ugly werewolf cause he was each one of them. Who is his mate anyway? How can someone be mate of such an ugly creature? Look at me, if I hadn’t had to hide, every vampire girl in Goldenwood would die to touch me. And who knows Blackwood’s she-wolf would fall for me too.

The man took a step forward and Alastor growled in response. "Diesel. Give me my family. Then and only then will we let you be." The guy pleaded. Alastor snarled in response. He took another step forward and it seemed to finish off what patience Alastor had left. He charged the man, ramming his head right into his chest. This sent him flying into the air. I watched as he rolled around and I listen to the scream come from his throat. Before he could land back to the ground, I heard a shredding sound. The man exploded, his clothes falling like the leaves. He landed on four paws. I stared in horror. Frank's story... The man was replaced by a shaggy amber wolf. Bigger than the other two but nowh

The animal was rolling around on his back on the lawn. "Oh my God!" Saffron screwed her eyes up as she remembered, "No, oh no!" She could never un-see. Jack Goldsmith full frontal- again. Fuuck! She covered her eyes as if that would prevent her from remembering his incredible body. Powerful muscular arms, a full washboard of eight abs, and a pronounced vee shape leading to — Well, she wouldn't think about that spectacular part of his body. The only penis she had seen in real life was Jack's and never in a dream come to that. So, she wasn't sure if it was stupendous or not. But she would give him the benefit of the doubt. What in the world brought that dream on, and how would she face him wit

And then, I freeze when I see the next slate. Aria Vale. My slate. Already carved. I lift it with shaking fingers. Silver letters blossom across the surface: Status: Not Yet Failed Not yet. The implication hangs like a noose. But below that is more text forming. A second line. I watch it etch itself into existence, heart turning to ice. Designation: Wolf of Two Fates My breath catches. “What does that mean?” I whisper. “Two fates? Kael and…?”