Book The Tiger Novels & Stories

… White light flashed, and I returned to the real world. I was back in my old apartment. Everything felt like a long dream. I looked at myself in the mirror. My image felt familiar, yet strange. In that world, I had felt the depths of hate and the thrill of revenge. Everything had settled into a quiet calm. My phone buzzed with a news alert. [Genius pianist Xavier Zane announces a global tour. Tickets sold out instantly!] I froze. Xavier Zane? I clicked on the article and saw a face that I could never forget.

Without another look, his shadow vanished into the subterranean tunnels. In that exact moment, a massive, unbridgeable chasm opened between our wolves. Despite the blood-bond and the titanium plates on my chest, I realized I was completely estranged from the man who ruled this territory. His operational past, his hidden motives, his internal demons, and his true ambitions were nothing but a locked vault to my line.

His voice was firm and I took it as an order. I walk in and see him through the fogged up glass. I had already been here these days, the bathroom was gray with dark wood and or blue details. - Come take a shower with me - He is sure? - He opens the shower stall and I have a clear view of his body. His gaze evinced lust - Take off your clothes and come - She says and I get nervous but I obey timidly I took advantage of the free time and read that damn book on companionship, I discovered that when wolves are tense or stressed they seek calm in their mates.

Their salivating pink tongues were dripping as he realized that these weren’t just ordinary rogues… Right then, he realized that he had already stepped outside the boundary… and that he had already been on the South Side. The prime rogue let out a loud growl as he stared at him without any remorse. Denver let his inner wolf take over as he let out a louder howl – revealing his snout. His ankles broke as he turned into a furry animal… larger than them and fiercer than anyone among them… especially since his heart had already been caged into a ton brick of ice.

But if I told them the truth, maybe they would take me back to Thornwood. “A werewolf.” I said as loud as I could muster. Collective gasps broke out around me. Gasps of shock and disdain. I dragged my gaze around, confused by their reaction. Wait, he did say this was the ‘Dragon Keep’. The memory of when I came across a book about Dragons rushed into my mind. “...dragons are egoistic creatures who think they're better than everyone. They hung our kind for sport. They're monsters, Eloise…” Mae had told me that day.

*Yo guys! Congratulations if you've made it this far!🥳🎉 I apologize for mass publishing the final parts of the book, but I have exams coming up, and err...I needed to get it off my chest ASAP. Anyway, this part is technically like a trailer for the book II, so it's not going to be singular. It'll be random. So, stay hyped! ********* When I was ten, I drowned in the pool up in my parents penthouse. I was their only child and their heir, so they couldn't leave me for dead. When they performed the ritual that brought me back to life, they suddenly didn't want me alive either.

I feel free sharing the details under the guise of make believe. There were times that I was not in the company of all who were involved, yet their experiences played a role in the story and should still be shared. In these cases, I will do my best to keep the story flowing by telling how it happened to the best of my knowledge while weaving myself into the story at the appropriate times when I personally experienced or witnessed it. My name is Dan Tugur. I’m a vampire slayer and this is my story. So, I begin…

She told herself the faint tingle was her imagination, just as the hot dreams she’d been having the past few nights had been nothing more than memories of her girlish rescue fantasies with the temperature turned up by her adult experiences. She traced the raised lettering. A version of Red Riding Hood with the wolf as both sinner and seducer and the woodsman as the hero who saves the girl and takes her away from her old life to a new, better one. Seeing the book, touching it made her mother feel closer than she had in years. Even if it turned out to be just a copy, it was worth whatever she had paid.

Yeah, exactly like what he's doing now as he takes huge steps towards her kitchen. He is returning to her bedroom after getting the medical kit from her clean and well organized kitchen. To be honest, he'd expected her room to be all disorganized and filled with stupid things. But it was nothing near what he'd expected to see. Her book shelves in the living room as well as the bookshelves in her bedroom are all filled with medical books. There was not a single crappy or none sense magazine in her house. The paintings hanging on her walls are not even of herself like what he'd expected to see but of nature and sunsets.

Now it was just Tiger standing at the door with his eyes on her as he drew in smoke from the cigarette. Belle looked at the ground through his intense and warning stare, looking back up after a while and his eyes were still on her. He pressed the end of his cigarette against the wall and Belle saw the ashes slowly swift through the air to the floor. He left after that, locking the doors like before. Belle breathed out in relief after he left. She had noticed that Tiger seemed to be the boss of Crow and Crow, the boss of the woman who just brought her clothes. She picked up the backpack which the woman had said would have clothes in them. Opening it, she took out its content. There was a nigh