Cyclops X Wolverine Novels & Stories

"Unleash your wolves!” A savage roar erupted from the warriors as bones cracked violently beneath flesh. The sounds of transformation tore through the night. Spines twisted. Jaws elongated. Claws burst from human hands. One after another, massive wolves emerged around the fire, their growls vibrating through the earth itself. Black wolves. Silver wolves. Creatures with eyes glowing gold in the dark. The clearing behind us descended into a glorious chaos. And standing at the center of it all, I grabbed Leinna by the wrist and pulled her up from the fallen log beside me before thrusting her away from the frenzy.

“If you do not want me here, you can fuck o—” A low, primal growl cut me off. It was so deep, it vibrated through the floorboards and straight up my spine. Osric had turned, his usual blue eyes flickering into a molten, amber-gold. His chest rose and fell in ragged heaves as he inhaled sharply, his wolf surging to the surface. He looked like a predator that had finally found its prey. “Ossy?” Lucius whispered, his brow furrowing in confusion.

“She doesn’t belong solely to you. And you don’t give me orders.” Lysander began to morph, but not in a way I’d ever seen a wolf shifter transform. Usually, they started as a man and became a large wolf. Lysander stayed upright, but his fingers grew claws, and his already muscular frame became burlier. It looked like some kind of half-form—which werewolves didn’t have. Unless maybe they were really powerful? I was so confused. Lysander snapped his teeth at Xavier. They circled each other in the small space. Were they going to fight? Over me? I thought they were friends, or at least business partners.

There is no fear on her face. "Girl, you don't know anything about me, I told you, I have the power of more than fifty packs of rogues under me. Did you hear me?” Wolf Alpha laughed. “I heard you, I know everything about your fifty rogues pack. But as I said, you don’t know Crysler Dark. He already has defeated all of them, and he is now the Alpha of all of those packs with not rogue wolves, but his warriors. An army of his wolves." Lucy said. A peaceful smile came upon her face. AND all the blood drained from Wolf Alpha’s face. It seemed as if Lucy dropped a bomb over his head.

Jake looked up and made eye contact with Glory and he thought for a moment that she had known what he was thinking and what he was contemplating on doing. “Your healing ability is that was keeps you from dying no matter how much damage you would take that would kill a human, and that ability that the vampire had that helped him to kill you. Are there other wolves that have powers like that, like in the X-men?” Jake spoke as his eyes sparkled with intrigue.

The combination of fierce alpha blood, wide shoulder, washboard body, and sharp face might have been a drooling material for women but a threat to an opponent–specifically Xavier. Soon, at least a dozen of Draven's fighters showed up at the ground, each attacking Xavier at their will. Xavier was not as weak as they thought. He put up an impressive fight but when more fighters showed up, he shifted to his wolf form– a dark blue, almost black with green eyes. Snarly fangs flashed at them in a growl and waited for their attack. They too, shifted to wolves. Xavier tackled a wolf that pounced on him, biting the wolf's leg and another at its rib. His paw slashed through countless wolf's faces, lea

Then his thick claws buried deep into the Cyclopes skin before slicing through the Cyclopes chest down to its abdomen. William and the vampire instantly paused in their own fight at the Cyclopes loud, gurgled screams, both stunned in horror as they simultaneously turned their heads and watched just in time the werewolf literally tear the squirming Cyclopes alive in a messy half. As soon the Cyclopes fell easily, so smoothly into two pieces like paper... it disintegrated into blackened ashes at the werewolf’s bare feet.

Weakly her hand reaches up and touches my cheek, her thumb brushing a tear I didn’t realize was falling. A howl of victory reaches the air and the sound of wolves retreating can be heard. I can’t turn my eyes from her. I see a blank look cross her eyes before her eyes flutter close. I pull her to me tighter. I look around frantically for help. I see a now naked Wilder standing over an unconscious but alive Xavier. A pair of wolves run up and grab Xavier from the ground. Faster than I knew a werewolf could move, Wilder is in front of me.

I yelled and sprinted at full speed. An average Werewolf is astonishingly fast compared to a human. We are slightly quicker than cheetahs when we put our minds to it, and at this moment, my people were being slaughtered. My mind was entirely on this. The cyclops flared its giant nostril, picked up a piece of debris from the ground, and flung it at me. I leaped to the side a second before the chunk of land hit me. “You die!!!" it yelled out in annoyance.

He didn't really understand, but had heard something about Wolverine. ''The Wolverine Clan is the same as the Jaguar Clan, Tiger Clan, Honey Badger Clan, and Wolf Clan. They are dignified and brave. The Wolverine Clan is only slightly weaker than the Wolf because, unlike the Wolf, who lives in groups. Wolverine is more like a Jaguar, Tiger, or some other large predators that are solitary, a loner. Because their body size is much smaller than other great predators, the echo of their greatness is not more lively. Is that like that Halvir?'' Hans said to confirm his words with Halvir.