Blue Wof Novels & Stories

No one saw her because it was late in the night, and every one was inside because the weather was graciously very cold for one to withstand the coldness of the heavy breeze that was blowing outside. Somira kept drinking and before she knew it, she was almost done with the whole bottle of an alcoholic wine with seventy five percent of alcohol. And as she was guzzling the bottle of wine, she was being distracted by the past occurrences of hers. She began to remember some of her experiences with her ex, Milston. Everything seemed to her like they were so real, and happening live before her very before.

I took a deep breath and continued, “But I do have one favor to ask. Can I please have some wolfsbane?” She looked back up, meeting my eyes, studying me, and cocking her head to the side. While she was human, Hugo told me that she knew about our kind. He and my mom were not the only werewolves she employed. “What do you need wolfsbane for?” “It’s personal.” I wasn’t telling her shit. “What form do you want it in?” “What forms does it come in?” “The two most common are dehydrated and a concentrated liquid—usually we sell the liquid form in darts.”

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. - What? - I could not resist. - In the forest, among the trees, you won't even notice. But in the light of the sun's rays, they are slightly purple, - she leaned back, putting her hands under her head, - Although Maxim and I are similar, but the shades are different. - Yeah? ... And what's the difference? - Alinka chuckled. Realizing that she caught me, she was embarrassed and tried to get out: - What is your color?

the beta says, looking at the two boys who are looking at me like I grew another head. "Remember when we said there's two grey wolves and one white one?" alpha Aiden asks. "Yes, alpha," River answer him, he's much bigger, he's almost the size of an adult wolf while I stayed my small self. "White wolves are special wolves, only six of them exist, do you know why they are super important to the pack?" alpha Rowan explains. "They are omegas? Well, what's left of them," River says, and the beta nods proudly, he must have explained that to them during the classes.

Pausing a bit she turned towards Kabir and said, “Hey, what more can you tell about this Faith of the Blue?” Kabir pouted his mouth and said, “Sorry Goofy that was all I had. But, I sure can find out.” Nezeira’s eyes glistened. She stood up and said, “Then do it, please. I believe our answers lie with this Faith. Is there any living person, vampire or werewolf who was one or still is a person of this Faith?” Kabir, “Not that I know off. The Faith has been scattered a long time ago but you never know. I'll do something serious digging and I am sure we’ll hit something Goofy, don’t worry.”

"You can go crazy or you can go crazy." The change continued. The dense growth of hair continued to grow until it covered the whole body like animal fur. The facial features were hidden as if by fur. The claws of the fingers and toes have lengthened until they have become full claws. The fangs grew so large that they swelled up the face. A look at Wild Hunger's food distorted the youngster's features. Ragnar remembered the creature he once dreamed of. He looked exactly the same, only the color of the fur was slightly different. He had no doubt now that he was looking at awulfen. “Or you will become a Wulfen. Why is this, you ask? This is because the mark of Russun captivates the spirit of th

I smiled back tentatively. “Lords and leaders of the North,” Varul began, and the hall quieted instantly. His deep, controlled voice carried effortlessly through the space. “We lost eight wolves at Linewatch. Two scouts survived long enough to give testimony. The attackers were larger than any wolf known to the North. Fast. Blue in color. No tracks matching known predators were recovered.” He paused as a murmur swept through the hall. I sat up straighter. Blue monsters? This world was determined to make sure I never slept peacefully again.

Valencia’s head collided with a sharp edge of a table and she fell unconscious. Meanwhile, the man who had turned into a werewolf was growling at him. However, something about him was unreal. He didn't have the usual brown, grey, or golden fur that he had seen the day before when they had fought the hycwens. It was blue a stark blue that was hard to miss. Since when do werewolves have blue fur? The blue fur was hard to miss and the werewolves' eyes twinkled with an unknown rage. Even Valencia’s eyes went wide on seeing the blue fur as she was slowly stirred, getting up.

What is so complicated about it? " Well, what do I say? I like all colours. It depends on my moods and seasons. " " Like really?? " " Yes... In summers, I like all pastel colours especially baby pink, icy blue and lemon yellow. In winters I like red, blue, black, white...." "Oh, God!! Let me rephrase my question, which colour you don't like much? " " Ok... Green. But I like some shades of it too. " I rolled my eyes at her answer. She is so cute.

Xander muttered. Nodding, I crouch next to the wolf. I couldn’t link him and he couldn’t link me, “Can you shift?” I ask, hoping that the wolf would be able to give me some answers. He changes back to his human form. His skin was blistering quickly as his eyes searched mine. “Wolfsbane in the water.” He coughs, spluttering up blood. “Where’s Blue?” “She went with him.” The wolf gasps, his hand latches around my wrist