Angelic Wolves Novels & Stories

he tells us, his gaze venturing from Greece to me, as well as back. I throw myself all the way in to lock him in with a big hug, and at the same time, my brain finishes handling what's happened, consequently posing a solitary investigation: how on earth has Angel , an alpha werewolf, recently experienced an assault ? asthma when the werewolf quality should have restored him from that infection from the time he

Diesel said, knowing she couldn’t hear him. We are about half way home when I see six regular wolves come out from the trees ahead of us. Well, regular with the exception of their red glowing eyes. They are mangy looking and growling. They look just like the wolves that had attacked at Lexi’s house. I link my warriors and Lexi’s guardians. “ We have demonic wolves on the grounds. I have Lexi and Aiden with me. We need backup in case more show up. Protect Lexi, your Luna at all cost.” I said. I gave them the rough location of us then lowered myself to the ground. Lexi didn’t need to be told she just got down. “ Diesel, these are like the wolves I fought before. And there is more behind us. Th

Simon wiped tears from his eyes he had laughed so hard. Matthias jokingly shuddered," your little angel will likely stay an angel." I smirked and looked at Ross," if he's a lycan he might not care about pissing off two wolves. Most of them don't fear us." Ross finally showed some emotion, smirking back at me," that is true. Might want to make sure they don't get any alone time once the hormones start flaring." Beth tried her best to let out what was supposed to be a threatening growl," shut up!"

Emily Williams, a beautiful and young eighteen-year-old she-wolf, happily looks at herself in the mirror. Today is the third anniversary of her relationship with her longtime mate, Jerome Stonewood, the son of the alpha of the Moon Crest Pack. She is excited to visit Jerome, as he promised to tell his father, Alpha Jason, that they will marry soon. Emily looks once more in the head-to-foot mirror, grabs her bag and the small gift box she prepared for Jerome, and leaves her room.

“I can’t interfere with mortal affairs using divine power, not unless it’s the final war. Until we face Xareth I choose stay here as I am. Mortal.” A slow breath of relief poured out of me. Not because I wanted him powerless, but because he chose us over divinity. He gave my hand a small squeeze and smiled. “Come on let’s go watch the games.” I nodded, still a little dazed, and let him lead me through the woods. The arena sat like a dream carved into the earth, its edges woven with glowing vines, seats crafted from enchanted stone that shifted to fit each guest. Then Wolves came. Shifting mid-leap, racing across the arena with stunning grace. But these weren’t ordinary wolves. Their fur glim

Purity answered with tears in her eyes. And my own tears fell again. “You’re going to drain them.” “Not unless many will share a little of theirs…” Purity reasoned out. “They know what they are offering for her.” And then, one by one, more wolves came in. There were so many that I couldn’t see them all. I was crying and wiping away my tears, trying to recognize every wolf I saw that was encircling Brook. Hunter, Arrow, Zero, Rocket, Paragon, Millicent, Helios, Tala, Echo, Rain, Thunder, Serenity, Blue, Sapphire, Beast, Angel… and someone with a scar on his eye—Alonso’s wolf.

Shutting Ares and his protests out, I Looked over at the paling wolf boy; a snarl escaped my lips as I twisted his weak heart in my grip. "You know what?" I asked sincerely. "I fucking hate wolves! All they think about is sex, breeding and power!" I roared, pulling my fist back from his chest, killing him instantly. Holding him up with one hand, the other throwing his heart to the floor, I smirked down at my angel bathed in the glorious blood of the beast that had dared to touch what was mine!

I wasn’t sure what shocked me more, the fact that he said demons were real or the idea that they could take over a wolf’s body and make them kill the people they loved. “Demons?” I said in disbelief. “That sounds insane. Is this real?” “I wish it wasn’t,” Kaden replied. “But it is.” I looked back at the monster on the floor again, and even though my head was trying to fight it, I was starting to believe him. That thing didn’t look like anything I had ever seen before. It had wings, sharp claws, and a horrible face. Nothing about it looked normal. “I’ve started calling them alpha and beta demons,” Kaden continued, running a hand through his hair. “Just to make it easier to explain.”

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.