Brambleclaw X Ashfur Novels & Stories

It might be stretched but Ash: Let's keep it in mind AB: Random, but do you have hybrids in your clan? Ash: Four Ash: A dire wolf hybrid, a bear hybrid, and two lynx hybrids. The latter two are brothers AB: Oh, that's not many Ash: Quality outshines quantity AB: I didn't know dire wolf hybrids still existed Ash: They're extremely rare and coveted, but their bloodline is still present AB: I see AB: But yeah, about that owl, it could be a hybrid, so we should be careful. I'll try to draw what it looked like. I remember it

This was pure torture. The sound of clothes shredding reached my ears even though they were covered. I looked up to see the beautiful black wolf, that I've come to love. I felt my wolf whimper at the sight of her mate.Macon pounced, ready to attack Asher, but Asher was faster then Macon. That fact was evident. Asher ducked, growling and whipping around... Instead he jumped knocking Macon to the side. Asher jumped onto Macon his claws extended into his sides, making him howl in pain, and buck.

I froze momentarily. "Galen?" I muttered. The male looked identical. "I am Delrox," he said sternly and lifted Callie to sink his teeth into her furry neck. She yelped as her red blood clashed against the white of her fur. I jumped up wrapping my arm around his head to pry him off of her. Delrox shoved Callie to the dirt after taking a chunk out of her flesh. He yanked me from around himself and pushed me to the ground. I landed on my feet before him and growled threateningly.

she declared, her voice laced with anticipation. Intrigued, Alarina and Emily leaned in, their curiosity piqued by Ashley’s cryptic words. They watched with bated breath as she closed her eyes, a sense of anticipation building within the room. Seconds stretched into eternity before Ashley finally opened her eyes, revealing a sight that sent shivers down their spines. Her irises glowed with an otherworldly hue, a deep shade of purple that seemed to pulsate with an inner light. As Ashley extended her hand, long, purplish claws emerged from her fingertips, their razor-sharp edges glinting in the dim light. Alarina and Emily recoiled in awe, their minds struggling to comprehend the sight before

A gruesome splatter of fresh blood begins to flicker out from beneath her claws while she tears into my already bloodied chest, my torn white fur sticking to her crimson-soaked nails as a look of satisfaction washing across her face as she begins to think she has won. Revelling in the anguish, I allow the agony and fury that has built up within me to burst out in a fit of uncontrollable rage. A deafening growl bursts from within me as I watch the illuminating glow of my eyes shimmer within Aubrey’s own as she recoils from the might of my roar, cowering from the power emitting from inside of me. The force of my outburst causes Aubrey to grimace in horror while I push her back with all my stag

She clenched her fist hard at the sight of Claire. The boys pulled down their hood and she recognized one of them. It was Alex. For the first time, she looked at Alex directly in the face. He has black and curly hair, and green eyes, full eyes brows and long eyelashes. Ashley didn't notice that before, maybe she was just too upset to notice it. She was lost staring at Alex until a slap landed on her cheek. A slap that brought her back to reality. It was Claire. "I swear I'm gonna kill his girl" She fumed inside, struggling to free herself again. Veins popped up on the side of her neck.

The moonbeam seemed to have gotten brighter on Naomi’s turn and Asher watched in anticipation at what color her wolf would be. With the amount of light generated around her, he was already believing her to be white. However, when the moonbeam stopped, he was shocked to see the black-furred wolf with the bluest eyes he had ever seen. Never had he expected her fur color to be black. Naomi shook her body —from her head to tail— and her bright blue eyes turned to Asher.

The girl was thrown far away —rolling off the top of the hill. In the next split second Damien waved his hand again, then made a movement like he was tying something from a distance. At the same time Leona groaned as her body felt like it was bound. Ash turned around, jumped into the air with part of his body starting to grow gray fur, then lunged and attacked Damien with his wolf body.

Every eye locked in the same direction. At him. At the creature standing in the middle of the sand, blood dripping from his jaw, his fur white as fresh snow. The wolf. The same one from my dreams. Asher. He towers over the others. His body is massive, pure muscle and rage, covered in fur so bright it seems to glow against the scorched earth. His claws are like knives, soaked in red. His fangs, goddess, his fangs gleam under the broken sunlight. His icy blue eyes scan the chaos, wild and sharp and deadly.

Blood stained the clearing, a crimson proof of the fight for survival. Draven, a whirlwind of silver fur and sharp teeth, moved like a predator, each strike a testament to his honed skills, each growl a chilling reminder of his might. He cut through the enemy ranks, a beacon of hope for the Howling Wind pack, a storm of fury against the darkness. Asher, a loyal wolf, moved with the grace of a panther, his eyes never leaving his target. He fought with the precision of an expert, his claws a blur of deadly accuracy.