Direwolf Novels & Stories

The Solar Eclipse Pack was a small pack that consisted of about 500 wolves and 100 of them were warriors. they were located in the rural parts of Virginia, more specific closer to Marion, Virginia. They have been fighting other packs around them for months,because they were the smallest pack of the packs around them. Those fight were more for territory over anything else. The strongest of any of the packs around them was the Blood Lust pack. All they cared about was power and territory.

He said as he winked at him. "Yes. Just one day. Just one day." Alexander said, much more to himself. He'd been trying to convince himself. Mike right, Vee and Monika would protect her. After all, those three were irrevocably in love with each other. The Black Wolf's Clan Empire was the largest and most influential in the world, consists of four factions, mainly the Fairy Wolf's Clan in which they operated in the black market and drug operations. The Vamp Wolf's Clan faction was divided into two cluster, in the morning who attacked and operates in sunrise and the night crawlers who invade at night. They were specialized in human trafficking. They loved having humans as their slaves in all a

A look of disbelief and yet a frown. “A Shadow Knight…. A rare being. Darrius is the commander of my elite force of very special, hard to find, brothers. A born assassin from an almost obsolete bloodline. He’s the shadow in every nightmare, the eyes in the dark that scare you to death. Even for our kind, he’s special. A warrior to the core with little to no empathy for any kind of life, but a strong sense of obligation and a good moral code for a cold-blooded killer. He has his uses, as do his men. Darrius alone could take on fifty of your kind and not even get a scratch. I’m rather proud to have him.” You can’t mistake Varro’s pride in his tone, as though discussing his prized collection o

Draven emerged from the forge alcove, and the breath caught in my throat. He wore a long coat of midnight-blue velvet over a high-collared tunic of dark gray silk, fastened down the chest with heavy silver buttons stamped with the crest of the Ironridge timber guild. His broadsword was gone, replaced by a slender, ornate dueling rapier sheathed in black leather at his hip. His dark hair had been trimmed and brushed back from his sharp cheekbones, revealing the cold, aristocratic lines of a prince who had walked royal courts long before he learned to sleep in the mud.

The man coming out of the designer car is no other person than Damiel Voldov’s right-hand man who, after getting out, stops to open the door for Damiel Voldov. Standing at six foot nine or seven foot, Damiel is tall. A Viking to be honest. He looks gloomy and at the same time calm, cold and at the same time warm, fierce and also gentle. Damiel Voldov seems even too tall for a royal wolf. No doubt he’ll be getting promoted by society to rule something.

Chapter eleven Serena's POV I was setting a table for a circus family, and honestly, I deserved a medal for it. There was a pig, a junior pig, an upcoming stripper, a drug addict pretending to be a nun, an anti-prodigal son with anger issues the size of a continent, and then there was the mysterious queen mother herself; Octavia Draven. If patience was truly a virtue, then by now I should have qualified for sainthood. Unfortunately, I preferred champagne to halos, and revenge to forgiveness.

“I’m a career Marine at Quantico. An alpha shifter, head of a pack here at the base. I know the ranks between four people.” “How?” “A newly mated male would never leave your side. Magnus’ aura is blood red, similar to yours, daughter. He’s the enforcer and second in command in your pack. Diesel is strong and capable, but his position in the pack is not security, he volunteered. The rest is simple deduction.” Diesel plated the chicken and steak tips and set them in the middle of the table. “This place is peaceful. The sound of the river is calming.” “Not unlike your Allegany Mountains. We are bound to nature and thrive best surrounded by it.” “What do you all do in your spare time?” He looked

Had they not done that, it would be my brother Ronan sitting in this office. Ronan would have been a great Alpha had our parents stuck with tradition, but luckily, he always knew that I’d be the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and never harbored any resentment towards me about it. Quite the opposite in fact – he’s proud of his big sister, boasting about me whenever he can, to anyone who will listen. I had originally thought that I’d make him my Beta and name our youngest brother Dax as the Gamma. But as time went on, Ronan realized that he wasn’t interested in a pack leadership role. No, he had his eyes set on something bigger – being involved in wolfpack politics at the national level. He st

“What is he doing here? With that look….is he still annoyed about what occurred on his engagement eve? He shouldn't be jealous when he couldn't even find me to attend his engagement party. I wasn't there due to what Kiah did to my clothes and I didn't hear from Alpha Prince Kelvin too. The class was as quiet as a graveyard as he walked deeper into the class and to my seat. He glared at the three guys before my seat and sneered. “Even after knowing who her lover is, you still have the audacity to raise your filthy hands on her?” They glanced at each other. “She got seated before the Alphas, and that's not right….” “What's so special about an Alpha? She was a beta, or don't you know that?” Tyr

She had only seen them once in the book, but she could recognise them like she had known them forever. High Lord Draven, the Parliamentarian Vampire, had silky black hair and dark red eyes that were emotionless. His face was lean and hollow, and his very pale skin, which was almost as white as his robe, made him look dead. By his right was the much larger High Lord Boris, the Parliamentarian werewolf with shaggy brown hair, dark brown eyes, and rich dark skin. A scowl was on his lips, and he stared at her with more hate than the rest.