Blue Wolf Book Novels & Stories

He needed to be near her. Liv sucked in a breath when she saw the wolf slowly step from the trees. Damn! Apparently, she hadn't been dreaming. It was the same giant, white wolf with the ice blue eyes. She stood stock still watching the animal. He was simply stunning, like no other wolf she had ever seen. Pure white wolves were rare as their color made them easy to spot and they were often killed as pups. She didn't think she'd ever seen one in the wild. He wasn't albino though. He had black tips to his ears and his tail and an interesting pattern of swirls across his chest. Those intense blue eyes locked on hers as if he was trying to make up his mind about something. Instead of attacking or

I quickly paced down the hall so I could get to the room faster and open this book that felt like a newfound piece of treasure in my hands. As I scanned through the first few pages of the book, it was picture after picture of different drawings and versions of what a nightwolf was portrayed to look like. Some of them were detailed to be howling at the moon, whilst several illustrations had a sort of evil and rabid look to them. But there was one in particular that caught my eye, and instead of just flicking past it, I stopped, staring at how strikingly similar it was. The wolf was pure black, just like mine. No white, silver streaks across its fur like all the others had, and this one was th

I say. " That's pretty cute. What does his wolf look like?" she asks, grinning. " His wolf is a few different shades of grey and his eyes are solid blue," I say. " Really? I thought with him being Alpha's son, his wolf would be black like most are?" she says. " I thought so too. His wolf is beautiful. He's also the only person I've ever known to have as blue eyes as a wolf. I haven't even heard of anyone wolf with blue eyes," I say.

"She referred to material I've never seen before." The book. Riley took another swallow of his drink. He knew all about the book the Volkas guarded so closely. Once they'd shared their secret with him, Mike had shown him Legends of the Wolf, the volume that held all the secrets to his ancestry. Not many people knew of its existence or would have had their interest piqued by it. To them, it would be just another reference volume.

It tried very hard to finish the shift and when it was done, the wolf was covered all over with blood. No, instead of the wolf I got familiar with in the previous days, there was a man standing before me. His silver hair glistened in the darkness, giving all the difference in the night look. My eyes roamed through his face and I noticed his neatly carved eyebrows, his high cheekbones that belonged only to the royals, his rosy lips that were a little too red for a man. Finally, I lifted my head and looked into his eyes, only to meet a pair of ocean blue eyes staring right back at me. I got lost in them for some moments and couldn't look away no matter how hard I tried.

A howl cut through the trees beyond Blackthorn—deep, ancient, not from any pack they knew. Ezra’s mark pulsed once, sharp and hot. And a whisper followed behind it like a shadow: > “Choose wisely. The storm is here.” --- Ezra has stopped running. The wolf is no longer a threat, but a power waiting for direction. As the moon rises again and Blackthorn holds its breath, the weight of his bloodline and choices is about to reshape everything. Will Ezra lead the storm—or become it?

" I looked around and realised that the winds blowing made all the leaves surround me in a circular manner Like they were engulfing me to soothe me The water in the lake looked a lot more blue Like blue lights were being emitted by the water The old man passed me a reassuring smile "She is here son watching you....telling you she is here with you...." I found an unknown courage inside me and got up on my feet "Don't worry Ezra your mate is coming ....you can't die unless your wolf defeats me.....the thunder wolf may have power of thunder but I have power of love.."

It's just indescribable, I want to run through the forest, I just feel like it impossible! - Apparently your artifact blocked the energy flows, and when you took it off, the energy gushed out in waves, even in jolts, and therefore you were covered with euphoria. And the she-wolf felt the same, and therefore rushes to freedom. Energy seethed in her, so she was alarmed, not understanding what was happening. You just need to calm down a bit. Well, tomorrow we'll see how you feel. Then we run. But, probably, I’ll call Matvey too, - noticing that I looked up at her in surprise, she explained: - You never know how a she-wolf will behave and listen to me. But together we will insure you, - and she

Blue sighed and stated her obnoxious idea to Sarafina. "What" Sarafina was shocked, "You want me to make a spell that would turn you into a wolf" "Yes, its not that hard, I have seen my mom do it before though she didn't see me" Blue stated recalling her past memories with her mom. "Okay, I will. Just close your eyes and whatever pain you feel do not scream" Sarafina instructed. She chanted her magic and soon a silvery-white wolf stormed out of the bookstore roaming the streets.

I immediately went towards the pile he had about mythical creatures; most especially wolves. I took out a few books and brought them to the desk. "She transformed into a white wolf," I said simply. George paused for a while. "Wait, you don't think…?" He trailed off. I flipped the book open. "I do," I said, turning the book to him. On it was an ink drawing of a white wolf with blue eyes. "This is the exact wolf she transformed into. Her eyes changed colors, George." George flipped to the next page. "The White wolf appears every hundred years. It restores balance and peace, as it is the most powerful wolf to ever exist." George read the writings.