Biker Wolf Novels & Stories

She could easily guess he was an omega in his pack. He roared with bloodshot eyes as she laughed at him. Jackson had run Into a corner as the wolf in front of him was bigger and looked stronger than his. Their colleague was frightened to death and was about to dial the police through the phone on the counter. Lucia gave Jackson a sign and he immediately hit a large frying pan on the girl's head. She fell to the floor. The wolf roared again while he gathered his strength. Without warning, he launched at Lucia, biting hard on her shoulder.

In short, it was beautiful. "Wow... his wolf is so beautiful..." I mumbled lost in his beauty. His wolf was pure black whereas my wolf was white with shades of grey and blue eyes. "If you keep gawking at me, I won't be able to concentrate, baby." He said in our own little mind link. I coughed at the nickname he used. He doesn't call me that often and the fact that he wasn't serious during the fight and was flirting with me. Oh, dear!

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

’ A bulky chestnut colored wolf with gold markings linked his trio. **Kugri** ‘What do they want out here, with us? Don't they have enough in their bowls dealing with the Rogues?’ A smaller gray wolf growled. **Moon** ‘Their intentions are good as far as for them being in our presence. That makes them worthy of talking to.’ A pale, almost invisible wolf asked quietly. **Shyfter**

Then the man raised his sleeves slightly as I sighted a tattoo and I knew what that was. What was going on? "You want to sell wolfsbane in the Bayou?" Jax's voice sounded from behind. "It is said to be medicinal and I am a man of science..." "Or you want to kill the wolves here?" I cut him off as I walked to them. I lifted his sleeves up as the tattoo came in full. I was right. He wasn’t human… and he wasn’t a wolf. “Is Valrik aware I’m still alive?” I asked, swallowing hard as my stomach dropped and my heart raced.

I heard a knock on my door and opened it to see Cassy standing there. "Ready, Rube?" she asked. "Lets go, C." I replied and we walked to the door arm in arm. POV Wolf Wolf was broken when Ruby left. Losing her changed him. As the years wore on, he became darker and cruel. He joined his Dad in the Riders of Fenrir and truly enjoyed the MC lifestyle. He liked the drinking and one night stands. He loved the chaos and the fighting. There was nothing better to him than making someone hurt. He was well known as the most ruthless member of the Riders though he tried to tone it down some at school.

From behind, the way his shoulders rose with every breath and the way his muscles bulged, told me how he was desperately trying to maintain a grip over his temper. “Your highness, I-I… I didn’t mean to…” Husky was shaking so badly I could barely make out the words. “I didn’t know…” What happened next was unlike anything I’d witnessed before. Derek let go of Husky’s neck and without a single moment’s hesitation, dug his claws into Husky’s chest. I could practically hear the sound of flesh breaking as Derek pulled out Husky’s bloody, still beating, heart. My knees weakened and I found myself falling to the ground. I never imagined – even for once in my life – that I would ever see someone lite

he roughly stated. "Yes sir" the one to the left said. "Make sure that there are no other survivors left" he told the one on the right. " Yes sir" he replied then left. The wolf on the left moved towards me and quickly and swiftly picking me up, throwing me over his shoulder heading outside. When we got outside I was kicking and thrashing around in his arms trying to get free. His hold tightened on me I can feel the anger radiating off him the more I kicked and thrashed around. I looked around and saw wolves slaughtered everywhere and then I saw we were headed towards a large black SUV. I kicked and thrashed a little more before he finally spoke up.

Finally, the last wave consisting of elite werewolves of the Del Kingdom, attacked the city walls as they rode behind Melnyk the Conri, Zafira, and Peter the bulldog. Getting there, the sight of someone on the floor broke the heart of both Melnyk and Zafira, and it was Tyler that had a spear through his heart as he lay lifeless on the floor. Melnyk had grown fond of Tyler because of how close he was to Richard, now in the middle of this hiatus that was going on, Melnyk couldn't help but wonder how Richard would feel and cope with the loss of his beta, Tyler. Melnyk decided to channel his grief toward the humans that stood in front of him. He jumped down from his horse, changing into a gigant

The captured wolves were brought back to Ashford for questioning, and that was where the Broker thread, finally, gave them something solid. Four of the five captured said nothing, the way bought wolves trained for it usually said nothing. But the fifth was younger, more frightened, and when Torrhen sat across from her in the holding room and laid out exactly what the council sanctions on Rodrick meant for any wolf still riding under his banner, she broke faster than the others. She didn’t know the Broker by name. None of them did, she swore it. The Broker dealt only through intermediaries, faceless contacts, payments left in dead drops, instructions delivered by wolves who themselves didn’t