Black Wyvern Novels & Stories

She looked more like a corpse than ever. Then suddenly she opened her mouth and let out a piercing scream that cut through the ears of all the warriors around. She twisted in the air and began to Turn slowly. Bones cracked and muscles tore as her wolf form came out. Her limbs elongated, her canines shot out and white fur sprouted across and along her body. Then Logan broke eye contact with her and she fell to the ground. Her white dress lay in tatters around her, and in the midst of it stood a Great White Wolf.

’ the man’s voice was not more than a whisper. ‘He was moving fast, like one moment he was here and in the blink of an eye he would be on the other corner of the room, and he doesn’t run, he spins’ Cecilia answered to him. They were all strongly trying to deny and not accept the fact about South Hills Pack but as they were connecting the dots, it was forcing them to accept no matter how sour and cruel it looked to them. ‘Lilith is White Wolf, and she is also Alpha, and calling her Alpha was the boy who has ability to spin and move fast, something we ordinary wolf do not have’ man murmured, witches exchanged glances with each other. They got scared watching how his face twisted.

But to her despair, the two men who once held her in the palm of their hands didn't even spare her a glance. Alexander panted heavily, wiping blood from his lip. He glanced coldly at the red pool on the floor. "If it's gone, it's gone. It didn't have the White Wolf bloodline anyway. It would have just been another waste of space." Lucas was even colder. He picked the dirty venison up off the floor and shoved it into his mouth, dust and all. "Exactly. Once we get Ivy back, we can have as many powerful heirs as we want. We don't need the spawn of a liar."

Yasmin's voice rang out in triumph: "It's my Wyrm Lord! It has awakened!" I watched in horror as Yasmin, her arms flailing, charged toward the white Wyvern. I lunged to intercept her. "Yasmin, there's something off about that white Wyvern. It shook the earth the moment it was born. You need to be careful!" "Out of my way! How dare you, you vile schemer, plot against the noble Wyvern kin?" With a shove, Yasmin brushed me aside and sprinted toward the creature. The white Wyvern swooped down, lifting Yasmin onto its back, and they danced through the sky. Yasmin's fear quickly turned to exhilaration, her shouts of joy piercing the air.

Everyone stills, yearned to see their killer with their own eyes. And see the Irony. It was the sight of the most beautiful wolf they had ever seen. His bones starts shifting. The bloody torn clothes he wore, getting ripped off. To take form into a shining black wolf, triple a normal wolves size. Eyes silver, fur black and claws even darker. " Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" He roars again. His eyes only fixed at Elora. And next anyone knows. He enters into a sprint and within seconds at a lightning speed.

It writhed and contorted like an impossible acrobat before taking shape. Unlike his dreams, the being was clearer. It, for Lloyd could not really call it a man, was almost godlike. Dressed in black armour with a helmet that sported long, curving antlers. Whether these were on the helmet itself or attached to its head was something he couldn't determine. Only the eyes were visible on its face. Dark caverns with the merest speck of light in the centre. His power was clear from his grand bearing alone, and even if Lloyd wanted to pull his eyes away, he was unable to.

Whilst it was not meant for me, why, I couldn’t help but wonder the delinquency I may have taken part in with all this. After all… I, Niklaus Deveruax, is the eldest of the Deveraux cousins. Not only am I the first ever vampire to exist, but also the first vampire that had the power of three powerful supernatural forces combined - a vampire, a witch, and a werewolf.

She let herself down and allowed the spirit to go into her. She groaned as she changed Into a huge wolf, the size of a lion. It was strange, for a newly formed wolf to be as big as she was. Something was behind it and the answer wasn't far-fetched. She was a mixed breed... Daughter of a werewolf and a witch. She's a were a witch. A rare breed, born once in a century.

A minute later she answered - "Ametrine, a semi-precious stone of purple color, from dark purple to very light." To be honest, I didn’t catch the connection right now - an endless day and an abundance of information made themselves felt. Alina was silent, but I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes. Without waiting for my questions, she continued: - Here you have, for example, the surname Yantarskaya was passed down from your father. One has only to look into your eyes and the question - why, will immediately disappear by itself. I am Ametrinova, my she-wolf is black, but the tips of the tail and ears have a peculiar coloration, like the color of Ametrin.

she asked just to be sure. “Yes I’m sure mum”. VVVVV Inside the safety of his room, he locked his door and peeled of his wet clothes tossing them in the hamper. He walked into the bathroom. He closed it also and turned his back to the mirror and took a picture. The cobra, a huge contrast to his white skin. Ink black all curled up and baring his fangs. He had always been fascinated with snakes and not just snakes. Any animal that was poisonous. Always wanted to know how their toxins worked on predator and prey. Others found it weird, but his father was proud of his curiosity.