Big Black Wolf Novelas e Histórias

No Species had asked to be genetically altered with animal DNA, it hadn’t been a choice they were given, and their only so-called crime had been to survive year after year of abuse at the hands of scientists, doctors, and researchers who used their bodies to create drugs to help humans. Not that they got much appreciation for any medical advancements their suffering had provided. The door opened and Tiger popped his head in cautiously. “I could hear you snarling from next door.” He edged inside and closed the door. “Are you all right?” “It’s just a bad day.” “That’s not uncommon. Has something happened that is unusually bad?” “We just have a new group of people to contend with.” “We always d

Adrenaline surged through her, and she prepared to lunge—but suddenly, the sun was blocked out by an enormous, enveloping shadow. An extremely large black wolf leapt out of nowhere, ripping out the throat of the lead rogue in a single, brutal motion. He was a titan, larger and more commanding than even Ryder’s wolf, Blaze. He moved with a violent sort of grace, finishing the second and fourth wolves while Kalina tore into the third.

Suddenly, a deafening roar shook the entire forest. The ground literally vibrated. Before the rogue could bite down, a massive black wolf…the biggest wolf I had ever seen in my entire life came tearing through the brush. It slammed into the rogue with terrifying power, ripping it completely off my body. With a single snap of its massive jaws, the black wolf broke the rogue’s neck, dropping the lifeless body onto the dirt. I scrambled back against a tree trunk, breathing heavily. The giant black wolf turned around slowly. His fur was as dark as midnight, and his piercing eyes locked directly onto mine.

One second human. The next, a massive dark wolf tore across the room with a roar powerful enough to rattle my bones. Huge. Terrifying. Gold eyes burning with pure murderous rage. Kael shifted immediately after. Silver-gray fur flashed through the ruined chamber as he lunged straight for the Black Wolf’s exposed side. Two Alpha wolves. Both lethal. Both trying to kill the same monster. The Black Wolf laughed. Actually laughed. Then black energy exploded outward from him violently enough to throw both wolves backward through opposite walls.

With fur as black as night. And eyes as red as burning embers. The black wolf stopped. And stared at her. All the others stopped too. One of them, the smallest of the three brown ones, with a white patch on his eyes and tail, growled loudly at Mia. It was a growl that promised death. And then, in her mind, a guttural, threatening voice responded with an even fiercer growl: How dare this little wolf without alpha blood growl at me? Mia shook her head vigorously.

Each beat is further apart, making me sleepy. “Don’t worry, little brother. We’ll take good care of her when you’re gone.” His eyes are cold and empty. I don’t get along with Skylar, but he’s my brother. How could he do this to me? To my mate? Over his shoulder, I notice movement. I blink slowly and look past him, still trying to suck in as much air as I can get. I can barely focus, but I’m pretty sure I see the largest wolf I have ever seen. Its fur is black as black as onyx with blue eyes, or are they purple? Next to the black wolf is a smaller, dark brown wolf. It looks like Rocky, but with a broader chest. My vision fades in and out as they silently stalk closer to Skylar. I don’t know e

Lucien muttered. I answered the call and pressed it closer to my ear. “I have something to tell you.” My mother’s trembling voice echoed from the other end of the line. I sat upright on the bed. “And what is that?” “It’s about your father. You didn’t discover your wolf all this time because he cast a spell to keep it hidden. You have a really powerful wolf and he saw you as a threat.” “Wait wait, this is a lot. What are you trying to say?” I asked, my heart pounding in my chest.

different—like Atlas is just as eager to be near Medus as I am to be near Max. When I open my eyes, I'm on all fours, the world sharper, clearer, more vibrant. Atlas stands tall, his jet-black fur gleaming in the faint light of dawn. He’s massive—huge, even for an Alpha wolf. His fur is nearly pitch-black, save for that one white ear that stands out against the darkness. His muscles ripple beneath his thick coat as he pads forward, his strength undeniable. Atlas has always been proud, but today, he’s standing a little taller, more sure of himself—like he’s got something to prove.

Some pack mates lay injured on the frost covered earth. My wolf stirred restlessly under my skin. I clenched my fists,torn between fear and an unfamiliar fiery determination. I couldn't stand back and watch my pack fall apart. No matter how much they despised me. I moved forward but immediately froze in place. From the shadows of the forest,the black wolf appeared ,his massive form radiating power and menace. His crimson eyes locked onto mine,pinning me in place. “Lea,”he growled, his voice echoing in my mind. “I’ve waited long enough”.

He laughs “The black-eyed Alpha may be the strongest but they do not have the temper to lead the pack. Spontaneity, power drunkenness, disregard, are all diseases of the black-eyed. Some of the rigid laws were made under the regime of a black-eyed Alpha. The wars, blood spillage, enmity, all doings and undoings of them.” He empties his glass in one gulp. “What about the blue-eyed? Like yours. What’s so special about them?” He comes close, dragging in deep breath like he’s sniffing something in the air. “Nothing. We are just like any other wolf you see out there.” “Weaker than the black-eyed?” “Very.” “Have you ever killed another werewolf?” The question is to clear my conscience, rid it of a