Craig X Wildernessa Novels & Stories

Ethan “What do you want instead, Chloe?” he asks. She hugs her arms tighter across her chest. “I just hate the pitch black out here. Can’t I leave a lantern on?” “Because that draws in every critter within a mile,” I mutter. Chloe’s eyes go wide with exaggerated horror. “Critters? Like actual wild animals? What if something attacks me in my sleep?!” Robert gets up, moving to soothe her. “No one’s been bothered by wildlife here in ages. You’ll be perfectly safe. The tent walls are sturdy, and Ethan will be right there with you.”

When I raise it, it's a new text from Alexander. ALEX: Bored. ME: Why? It's fun so far. ALEX: I told you sports isn't my thing. I'd prefer to be doing something else right now. ME: Like what? ALEX: Making you moan. I clench my thighs together at the unexpected, yet very thrilling comeback from him. "Naughty. " I mouth as I type out a daring response. ME: What's stopping you?

she said, her voice quieter now, “I’m totally turning our future kids into ninja assassin snack bandits. These three have nothing on what I’m gunna train.” He groaned. “Why are you like this?” “Because peace is boring,” she whispered, a soft grin curling her lips. “And I am W.I.L.D., baby.” Later That Night The moon hung low in a sky stained copper, casting a dusky hue over a cracked, hollow valley. Smoke coiled like serpents through the air, and ash fluttered down like broken feathers. Serenya stood barefoot in the center of it all, the ground beneath her still warm, still bleeding from something ancient and unspoken.

Startled, I get up from the bed and move toward the window, pulling back the curtain with trembling hands. Outside, under the moonlit sky, a large black wolf stands in the clearing. Its silhouette is striking against the silver light, casting a long shadow on the grass. The wolf’s eyes glow a deep, intense blue as it lifts its head and howls again, a sound that seems to resonate with the very essence of the night.

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

I had no idea he was buying women and selling their wombs to vampires. “So what do you ladies plan on doing tonight?” Craig asks. His phone is buzzing crazy. “We haven’t really made any,” Tatina says. “I figured we would walk around and see what we could find. I thought I would book a ride on the riverboat,” I say. “Sounds like fun,” Craig says. He looks at his phone. He looks distraught. “Everything okay,” I ask. “It is Lila. She is handling some business for me today,” he says.

He used the last of it to wash his hands and face. "I didn't want to attract any wild animals," he said simply brushing off my gratitude. "It'd be no less than he'd deserve," I said scornfully. He nodded in agreement. "But I didn't feel like trying to fight off Bigfoot tonight." I gave a surprise laugh. "Bigfoot? Really?" Craig gave a boyish grin. "Yeah. He's real!" "Bullshit." "No, really! I saw him," he insisted. "Bullshit. You and Gerard I swear."

The Ashton Alpha said, Craig. Nate looked at Craig and smiled. "Of course, it's so nice to be back here," Nate said, so Craig gave him a bump before drinking his wine. "The last meeting we had, you didn't come. Is it related to your termination of mateship with your ex-luna?" Craig said, which made Nate offended, but he didn't show it to them. Craig is one of the largest Alpha in town as he holds so many businesses; he is famous because of his charisma and straightforward words. Everyone in the circle gets offended because of his stabby words, though they know this is really the nature of the Ashton clan, having a forward mouth.