Dark Wolf Shiro Fanfiction Novels & Stories

There was at least half a dozen of them; way more than I originally thought. The only rogue who hadn’t shirted was the one holding me; he was now running in a different direction. Shirley’s eyes found his and she lunged towards him. He ran faster; for a rogue in his human form, he was a fast runner. My eyes locked onto Shirley, and I knew she could see the pleading in my eyes. She ran even faster, and a loud growl escaped her lips just as she lunged through the air and at the rogue. Just as she reached me, another wolf, much darker with deep yellow eyes came into view and he looked furious.

She’d felt the sparks, too. “And—I can shift,” I added. She stared. “Into what? A raccoon? Please say raccoon.” “A wolf.” Shiloh blinked slowly. “…Okay, hotter.” I laughed. Then the part I’d been avoiding. “My wolf is bound right now. The swamp witch did… something. Took my ice. But it won’t last.” Shiloh nodded, absorbing everything in silence, which I wasn’t used to from her. “This is all going to take a little getting used to,” she finally said, sneaking a shy look at Ronan. “So much has happened, I almost need to catch my breath.”

It is deep and gravelled with disuse, vibrating with an old, heavy power that does not belong in any world I know. “I see you, white wolf.” The forest leans in. My heartbeat ricochets painfully through my ribs. “And I am coming.” He takes one step toward me. Shadows billow around him, swirling his form out of focus. And then, out of the roiling black cloud, a massive wolf erupts. Its fur is darkness given shape, its eyes burning red, tendrils of shadow trailing off its body like smoke. It lunges straight for me, teeth bared. I stagger back, a raw scream ripping up my throat as I fall. My hands fly out, desperate to defend myself, but I hit the ground hard. Pain explodes across my back.

As Jenna and Logan celebrated their victory, they suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the forest. They looked up and saw a huge, black wolf standing at the edge of the clearing. The wolf's eyes glowed yellow, and it snarled at Jenna and Logan. Jenna felt her heart skip a beat. She knew that this was no ordinary wolf—it was an Alpha werewolf, and it was here for revenge.

"Anyway, the White Wolf's soldiers assigned for the operation later are Team, Simon, Seth, his girlfriend Rose Brandon and her brother, Ash Brandon." "I'm guessing the gay Wolf soldier you're talking about is this Ash?" Alexander said as he went through this Ash profile. White skin and red lips. What a perfect combination! Plus this man had an amazing muscles, abs, and well-built perfectly for him. Not to mention his name is incredibly sexy in his lips. Oh, after five years, he is so going to have so much fun later.

"But you're a killer." "I-I'm what?" Shadow cocked his head, narrowing his eyes. "We're what?" He mumbled. I shook my head. "You're a killer," the she-wolf snarled. "And we reject you." Agony like a searing hot knife slicing into vulnerable flesh ripped through Shadow's heart. He lifted his head and howled, an ear-splitting, agonised howl. the white she-wolf turned on her hind legs and raced into the forest. "We can fix this, Shadow," I yelled through the howling. "But not if we lose her again. She can mind link with us. A part of her has already given itself over to us."

Kira's POV. My eyes widened in shock as I stared at the magnificent wolf in front of me, "Our mate is a wolf Kira, can you believe this, he's a fucking werewolf!" Morana pounced excitedly in me but I was too mad to acknowledge her, too mad and surprised at the same time, her constant shrill voice in my head made me cuss, " Shut your trashy mouth Mo, I can clearly see he's a damn werewolf, do you have to scream my head down?!" I fired angrily, hot unwanted tears leaving my eyes and I wish I knew why those tears were falling from my eyes.

The wolves were here. Ethan stepped in front of Sasha, his body a shield. “Alex, cover her! Marcus, take the left!” Sasha’s heart thundered in her chest as the first wolf lunged into the cave, its eyes glowing with feral rage. Ethan met it head-on, his movements a blur of strength and precision. But as the battle raged, Sasha felt the pull of the shard growing stronger, like an invisible thread tugging at her very soul. Her vision blurred, and for a brief moment, she saw flashes of Ronan—his eyes burning with hatred, his voice echoing in her mind.

I sat frozen, watching the wild spectacle, unable to tear my gaze away from the majestic wolves that stood where men had stood seconds before. The first to finish was shadowflames, his wolf a hulking beast of jet black, shoulders broad as a boulder, eyes burning like embers in the firelight, a testament to his name. My eyes unconsciously went to the pair—, the two lovers, their transformation was almost in synchronization, like they had done it side by side a thousand times before.

The room shook on impact and the chandelier in the ceiling rattled dangerously. “Shantel, protect the book at all costs!” Ares barked, her eyes not leaving the beast. Shantel’s eyes met mine and she flung the book in my direction without a heads up. I staggered forward but caught it anyway. The wolf snarled, bringing my attention back to it. It rose again, shaking its fur and glancing up at us. Its eyes glowed brighter now, red flames sparking at the edges of its irises. “You think you can bind me with your pathetic tricks? I was born in the blood of SilverWolf’s ruin. None of you flimsy women can stop me.” he growled and slammed its paw on the polished floor once more.