Angelic Wolves Novels & Stories

A rustle of snow. A shadow moved. Then— A lone wolf stepped out of the darkness. Massive. Black fur. Eyes glowing silver. Rylan stiffened instantly. “Not possible.” Kade swore. “That can’t be—” Lyra’s heartbeat tripped. The wolf lowered its head… in a bow. “What is that?” she whispered. Rylan’s voice was barely human. “A sentinel.” Lyra’s breath caught. Sentinels were ancient wolves said to serve only one bloodline—one house. A house believed extinct.

It meant the witches would have to be at the very top of their game to protect the wolves through the fight. They had just finalized the last details of their plan when one of the angels appeared. The Wolf King was near the border, according to the angel. Since he was fighting with demon magic, the angels were finally agreeing to get into the thick of things with everyone else. All around the camp, things were tense as people prepared for the upcoming fight. Melody clung to Matthew, praying that they would all get through this fight safely.

Those of our pack transitioned into their ferocious wolves, each of them large, of different fur colors, and claws of death. Some allowed the witches and warlocks to mount them for faster transport. Several of Damen’s fae and demons shot their wings out of their shoulder blades and flew with deadly speed and intensity. Angels from Damen’s land joined the aerial forces while the rest of the fae, demons, and vampires ran with supernatural speed and grace. Every slam of my wolf, Hale’s paws into the ground sent chunks of soil into the air.

she asks, her voice filled with excitement. Celine smiles, her eyes sparkling with a knowing light. "It's a power that has lain dormant for centuries, a force that can shape the very fabric of reality. Just like celestial wolves and shadow wolves exist, there are other forms of wolves too. Some celestial wolves are divided into different classes and few of them have their own identities that go beyond just being a celestial wolf. Carlisle, here, is a solar wolf.”

I say. "The two first Alpha are there? I have seen in my cards that they are returning to Earth, but I did not know that they are already here and there to protect my aunt and the other werewolves and creatures in that area. We do not have to worry then. They are powerful creatures, but I do not know if they realize how powerful they are. My Aunt Gazelle is a powerful gypsy, and she will surely help them. I need to get there because I know more about them than anybody. I've been following this story through the history of the world. It is not the first time they have returned to Earth. They only return in the event of danger too significant for somebody else to handle. We need to get to Amer

I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyo

’ that was my thought in action as I stared vacantly at the beautiful woman before me. Despite being a very shameful thing among we shifters, I not only slept with Janet in secret, but I had also marked her inadvertently. During heat, it is usually established that the Alpha male and Luna belonged to each other. But I had no Luna. It wasn't a shameful thing that I mated the other she-wolves of the Pack, it was more shameful when it was an Omega. Janet was the most beautiful shifter in my Pack, the Crescent Pack. And that gave me a sense of pride. She was a trophy I owned, but it never lasted. It all ended the day she was killed.

Meanwhile, being a wolf, I was, of course, overcome by my lust. Making love is difficult for Lupines in human form. In wolf form, wolves are so violent with their passions during love making that it’s not unusual for one to kill the other—usually the female killing the male. Bianca had begged me many times to spend the night in her cage. But as much as I loved her and enjoyed the pleasures of fucking her beautiful body, at every full moon I demurred. Knowing Bianca as I did, I was sure that her passions, completely unleashed in wolf form, would be the death of me.

LEAVE! Their human side seems to be trying to get their wolves under control as their eyes flicker from black to normal and back << LEAVE! THIS IS YOUR ALPHA COMMANDING YOU TO VACATE THIS AREA RIGHT NOW UNLESS *claws extend* YOU WANT TO DIE AND LEAVE YOUR MATES MATELESS >>

“Let’s sit down.” We took a seat at the corner of the table, sitting next to each other. I waited for Pernwél to at least take a bite from her sandwich and as she did she made a little satisfactory sound, I knew I would be putty in her hands. The big bad Alpha wolf, turned down a notch by this tiny girl. “You know how I told you we have wolf spirits inside us?” She nodded and I continued. “We have a deity, the Moon Goddess, she has given each wolf spirit the perfect body to reside in - so that we could live in perfect harmony.”