Books Set In Wyoming Novels & Stories

We chose a fantasy book, involving werewolves and elves, that was set in Oregon; the name of the book was Raised by My Alpha. We were required to state five facts about the setting, provide pictures and activities and two interesting facts, along with anything else we wanted. This was simple and we finished the assignment way before it was time to go. Jason drew an amazing picture of werewolves and elves surrounded by twinkling lights; I was astonished by his artistic capabilities. The picture was so beautiful. After he was finished, I colored it and turned the brochure in to Mrs. Willow; she gave me a small smile and a pat on my hand.

Intrigued, i decided to take the book back to the cabin to show Nikau. When i arrived back at the cabin, i excitedly showed Nikau the book, telling him all about the strange symbols and images that i had seen. Nikau was equally intrigued by the book, but nikau said that he would be leaving to check out on the pack for a few days. He asked me not to join him as he would be travelling in his wolf form. After he left, I settled into my cozy spot by the fireplace in the cabin, I opened the old book I had checked out from the library. The title, "The Lost Village of Ravenswood", immediately caught my attention and I was eager to learn more about this mysterious place.

Brick watched her once more venture out of his sight as he sat at the bar pondering the tides of fate and why he'd only had the direct influence of an imprint when he came to the small town of Temperance, South Dakota of all places. The boys seemed content and Goldie was busy sucking face with Taz so there didn't seem to be any undue rowdiness going on and he had elected to keep it that way. They may have been a gang of unruly werewolf bikers, but they could be civilized when they wanted to and there was the fact that Layla had been working at the diner long before they showed up and he wished to keep it that way.

She raised her hand and with her index finger she brushed the books, reading their titles. There were some that said "satanic pacts" others like "the call of the devil" "the forest and its hidden side" "small town legends" "werewolves and the full moon" and the last one said "Wisconsin Cases". Camila took out that last one, the book was big, it had a red cover with the image of the town itself. But that image was in black and white, as if it was taken years ago.

If she asked to leave, he would take her wherever she wished. “I live pretty close to Jackson, near a town called Wilson. Not that near, about eight miles out. It’s a little greener, not as scrubby as the rest of Wyoming. The bonus of this stretch is knowing the Tetons are virtually in your backyard.” Lizzy didn’t say anything, just watched the passing landscape with weary eyes. When his ranch house finally came into view, he breathed a sigh of relief. Even under the circumstances, it felt good to be home. He handed over a pain pill and opened a bottle of water before pointing out the cabin and the outbuildings.

The journey to South Dakota was fraught with several challenges and uncertainties, yet our goal remained unshaken as we pressed onward through rugged terrain and treacherous paths. The landscape transformed around us as we traveled, each mile bringing us closer to our destination yet farther from the familiar comforts of home. As we journeyed from Casper, Wyoming to South Dakota, I was captivated by the vast open plains of Wyoming, where golden grasslands swayed in the wind. As we crossed into South Dakota, the majestic Black Hills rose in the distance, their dark forests and granite peaks stirring a sense of awe within her.

We had given each other the time to get to know one another and we had bonded during our trip to see Viggo . Lost in my thoughts, I had wandered through the town and was hiking down the path to Grandma Rose’s cabin. The autumn air was shifting and making place for the beginning of the next season. The trees were almost bare and the night was falling earlier these days. I would have to ask Jake to get me a jacket. Wolves were always warm, like they would have a fur coat in their human form too and the shifting of the seasons didn’t bother them so much. I was raising my hand to knock at the door of Grandma Rose’s cabin, but before my knuckles landed on the wooden panelling, she swung the door

End of Book 1 === Coming soon (ongoing): The Hunted Wolf (Eva’s book) Blue Thunder: Forging the Legend (book 2) Biting the Eternal Love (Veronica’s book) In plans (plot outlines in development): Gus’s book (no title yet) Blue Thunder: Raising the Legacy (book 3) Hendrick’s book (no title yet, to pick up when the book of Veronica ends) Potential plans (synopsis written): Victoria’s book Raymond’s book Audrey’s book

My wolf would whimper with her own memories, missing the other piece of her soul, her mate. I closed my eyes praying for a dreamless sleep tonight but doubted I would even fall fully asleep in a strange town. I had sent Hunji to one of our newer packs to help train their warriors and Travis was back at MacTire holding down the fort. I had visited the Golden Circle, pack to talk with Brett, the acting Alpha, and to see Halley, Zane’s little sister. As she had finished her time at the Alpha academy, I wanted to be there to greet her upon her return. I had stayed for three days before deciding to head back to the territory and that’s how I found myself here, in what was this place called? Oh, y

"It's my treat today. It's Anna's first time seeing the ocean." "No shit?" Ruthie asked, craning around to look at Anna. Embarrassed, Anna shrugged apologetically. "We don't have an ocean in Wyoming." "Wyoming is the forty-fourth state," Daryl said mechanically, still looking out his window. "It's 97,941 square miles in size. Janine? I don't like parking on the beach." "I know, sweetie, but since it's Anna's first time, I didn't think you'd mind. Ruthie will make sure you're safe. Won't you, Ruthie?"