Coyote Shivers Novels & Stories

And as always in the shapeshifting world, he found something stranger still. A raven appeared out of nowhere next to him, staring directly into his eyes for a second before diving down toward the ground, as if asking him to follow. Dean had no clue what he was supposed to do, but he willed himself to follow the bird. Unexpectedly, he started gliding after the bird. It led him through the trees and the forest for a while. Dean found that he had no problem navigating through the obstacles as the bird did. They flew past what had to be the most beautiful stream he had ever seen in his entire life. The water flowed gently out of the mouth of a werewolf’s stone sculpture carved into the side of a

I laughed once when he couldn't take Amira's attitude anymore, so he pulled his hair so hard and stormed out muttering under his breath. 'Logan, I hope you are okay there. Please, give me a sign that you are okay. You and Alaric!' I whispered in the air. As I glanced outside, I saw white flakes coming from the sky. It was snowing. I got up and strode to the glass window just to see the snow. 'Shiva, look!' I called my wolf. 'It's your color!' Indeed. Shiva's fur was as white as snow. However, Shiva just moaned and went back to sleep. She had been very sluggish these days. Maybe this pregnancy hormone was affecting her, too. I placed my palm on the glass, creating a print. The glass became fo

I don’t waste another moment with the tree, the pain stretching from my palm to my wrist turns to nothing as I grip the branches with all my strength and pull myself into the leaves as fast as I can, my feet working beneath me to keep me balanced as I make my way up the tree. Just as I find my balance on one of the sturdier branches I see it, a coyote runs right across where I was standing and then stops. I throw my hand over my mouth to keep me from whimpering as the animal sniffs around, baring its teeth hungrily as those predatory eyes scan the forest. My other palm remains clenched tight to keep the blood from pouring, my own senses are heightened around it so I know that’s what it’s loo

POV: Ash Ryder "Look at me, Rhea! Don’t look at the shadows, look at me!" Ash gripped Rhea’s shoulders, his fingers digging into the soft fabric of her tunic. They were back at the Mooncrest Estate, but the air felt like it was freezing over. Rhea’s eyes were wide, the pupils dilated until the amber was almost gone, replaced by a swirling, ethereal silver that didn't belong to the moon. She was trembling, but not from cold. It was a rhythmic, violent shaking that felt like her very soul was trying to vibrate out of her skin.

[Avira] The coldness I felt the moment I stepped forward was strange. Like electric currents, it surged through every part of my body in half a second, and left me shivering. I couldn't tell whether or not the shivering was as a result of my fear, or the cold. But the sensation reminded me of Moonfire pack, during the sorting rite. The pack's Gamma was reciting some more incantations now, and the air was becoming even thicker. There were a lot of us who were of the mating age, and who had stepped forward.

Chapter 4: Eternal Howl The distant howls grew louder, slicing through the peaceful afternoon like a blade. I stood between my three shifters in the cabin clearing, heart pounding as the rival pack’s approach shook the very ground beneath my feet. My body still hummed from the morning’s exhaustive claiming—every curve tender, my core filled and marked by Elias, Jax, and Kael. Their scents clung to my skin, a primal declaration that both empowered and endangered me. I had come to these woods seeking solitude with my camera, but fate had delivered a pack, a bond, and now a battle for survival.

Come straight back. The door opens slowly. Cool night air drifts inside. One step carries me out into the darkness. The yard looks darker than expected. The wolf inside responds without hesitation, sharpening my vision. Shapes begin to form inside the shadows. Trees. Grass. The edge of the woods. Then the moon appears above the clouds. Too late. The reaction hits immediately. Skin ripples. Teeth sharpen. Muscles tighten under my skin. The pull rises fast. Strong. Wild. The urge to shift crashes through me... and there's no stopping it.

he leaned, licking his lips. As I sat there, paralyzed with fear, a terrorising shiver sent icy ripples cascading down my spine, driving me deeper into a state of unease and apprehension. The sensation was so bone-chilling and suffocating that it seemed to penetrate every fiber of my being, causing my heart to race and my breath to become shallow. Every nerve ending in my body seemed to be on high alert, amplifying the chilling nature of the shiver as it coursed through me. Like an unwelcome intruder invading the very core of my existence, this shiver not only physically affected me, but it also unleashed an overwhelming wave of undeniable terror that threatened to consume my every thought a

Her maw opened to drag air into her heaving lungs as her canines peeked out from her jaw. She moved like a ghost across the land and yet the world around felt her presence. Creatures shrank away as she passed, the very air falling still. She wasn't alone though. The shadows danced and darted around her as she sped through the night, heart thundering in her rib cage to the point it felt it would burst from her chest like a nuclear bomb detonating. The shadows closed in, but they didn't swallow Chloe up. They moved with her, their fur soft but cold, their feet thundering across the frozen land in unison with her as if it were the beat of some primal war drum.