Cyclops X Wolverine Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

Lucianne whispered angrily but she didn’t have the strength to retract her hand so Xandar held onto it with ease. He smiled sadly but said nothing. Then, he lifted up his own arm, and with his canines, tore his skin there with force. Blood started trickling from his self-inflicted wound. The sight made Lucianne flinch a little. Furrowing his eyebrows in concern, Xandar glanced at Lucianne before he extended one of his claws, and scratched a fine line on her palm. Blood started trickling from that area, and Xandar placed her bleeding palm on his already-healing bleeding arm. Both Lycans and werewolves have quick healing abilities, with Lycans normally healing faster than wolves. In a low but

A sound only one thing could make. A Lycan. The rogues scrambled back from me instantly. One whispered, trembling, “No… no, no— That can’t be him—” Footsteps, heavy, slow, deliberate, approached through the dark. The shadows parted, making way for their ruler. And he emerged, towering, dark-furred, and massive. Larger than any werewolf I had ever seen his eyes burning molten gold. Xavier, In his full Lycan form. Every assassin collapsed to their knees, whimpering under the crushing weight of his aura. I felt it too — a suffocating, devastating power that pressed against my lungs and froze the air around me.

Xandros cast Kane aside like a broken doll, his body crumpling to the ground. The sight of Kane’s lifeless form ignited something deep within Thorfinn. His body trembled, a burning sensation spreading from his core. A guttural roar escaped his mouth as he felt his werewolf ability surge to the surface. His eyes locked onto Xandros, and he charged forward with a fierce determination. The creature sneered, its eyes flashing with amusement. "You think you can defeat me?" it taunted, its voice dripping with contempt. Thane didn't respond. He was beyond words. His only focus was on destroying the creature that had killed his friend.

Rather than the blood loss, it was usually the horrendous injuries they inflicted that killed their victims. New vampyre. A fledgling. As soon as the thought rolled through his head, Xavier knew who had done this. “Find him,” he ordered the wolves crowded in the doorway, knowing they’d pick up the scent of vampyre as easily as he had. “Bring him to me. I don’t care if you have to go through their fucking vampyre lord to do it. No-one touches my woman.” They nodded and disappeared, leaving Xavier with his dying lover in his arms. His throat thickened with tears as he gathered her closer, cradling her in his lap.

I could see lights surrounding me too. And then, it happened. I could feel my body change. My skin began to ripple, my bones shifted, and my face changed. When it was done, I was no longer a human. I was a beautiful white wolf with blue eyes. My fur was velvet-like and without stain. I looked elegant as I stood before everyone. I was scared, but Alpha Solomon was there. He put his hand on my head and said, “You are a powerful werewolf now. You have been healed and made stronger. You are no longer the person you were when I found you. I changed you and I will change your destiny”

She summoned the last of her energy and stepped in front of Lavinia, her gaze locked onto Gandalf. "Y- You won't touch her," Scarlett spat, her voice a mixture of defiance and determination. However, before Gandalf could make his move, Xavier stepped forward to face him. Despite his newfound status as a werewolf, Xavier lacked the experience and strength of his more seasoned companions. His determination was palpable, but it wasn't enough to match Gandalf's power. The clash was brief but intense, and Xavier found himself overpowered by Gandalf's sheer might. With a swift movement, Gandalf dealt a crushing blow that sent Xavier crashing to the ground. The young werewolf struggled to rise, his

“Takashi do what you need to do” Takashi held his bag out, and brought out what the other two occupants in the room had never seen before. It looked like a gun, but the barrel of the weapon was really small. Looked like what a pin or a needle could fit through. And he didn’t load bullets in. He had two small bottles and loaded it. He took the man’s hand, and Jun watched as a needle pierced her boss’ wrist. Takashi stood back, and both watched as the man’s breathing quickened, and his wrist turned blue and spread all the way to his shoulder and was approaching his neck, when Jun knew she had seen enough.

The only person who would make me cry is Aurelian. “There are babies here?” she asked. “Yes, two pups,” Maven said. “One of them is a Lycan, and the other is a wolf. The wolf has Lycan powers; they both need each other to function. If one dies, the other dies, so they both must be protected and loved equally at all costs. And Kion must not know about them,” she said. Is that why they are always glued to each other’s tails? Crying and fussing when something is wrong with the other one. She looked at Bryan.

Her wolf is large and her eyes have a violet glow. Xavier claps and coos and giggles and emits a violet Aura that seems to travel between Lena and himself. They are connected, but how?