Excerpt From Wolf Stalker Mga Nobela at Kwento

My foot was caught onto something and I literally cursed all evils in the world when my eyes came into contact with a two glaring golden orb of light before falling into the ground. The fall created a loud thud that echoed inside the silent forest. My heart jump and literally skipped a beat when I heard a terrifying growl. A huge black wolf pinned me into the ground towering over me. The smell of blood instantly hit my nose. His blood stained face was just few inches away from me. The red liquid trickled out of his mouth. I gasp in fear. He narrowed down his stare and look sharply directly onto my eyes. His eyes were cold emanating a golden light.

In the blown window, a brown she-wolf crouched half inside, breath hot and rotten, eyes intelligent and hateful. “Out of my house!” Jake bellowed. The wolf weighed him, then lifted a muscled forearm as he fired. Rounds sparked off hide and bone. Zak and Tara piled in. “Smart bitch,” Jake snapped, still working the trigger. “She’s not going down!” Zak barked, stitching a burst. “Body!” Jake yelled. They dragged fire off the skull. The she-wolf shrieked, rocked, then vaulted backward into the yard and vanished into the dark.

CLAIR I kept the pain at bay while panting, waiting for the wolf to emerge from the bushes. It didn’t take long before a big black wolf stepped out of the bushes and towered over me. "Jake..." Relief coursed through me at the sight of his wolf. I didn’t know how I knew it. I haven’t seen his wolf since I was twelve. But I knew it was him when I saw the wolf’s eyes - the darkest shade of blue. If I was not in pain, I would have marveled at the wonderful creature towering over me. Instead, I just let out a weak smile, letting him know I appreciated his presence.

It was here. As she stepped closer, the world around her seemed to shift. The air thickened, and the ruins seemed to pulse with life—dark, ancient life. Her vision blurred for a moment, and suddenly, she was no longer standing in the clearing. The scene before her morphed, and in the shadows, she saw a massive wolf. Its eyes were glowing crimson, burning with an intensity that seared through her. The wolf was chained, bound in shadow, its massive form hunched low, and yet there was a deep, mournful sadness in its gaze.

About twenty meters away I spot them, or more to the point I spot him. Clayton Blackridge Alpha of the Lobo Sombra pack in his huge gun metal grey wolf. Standing to his right is a brown and grey wolf slightly smaller in height and not as muscular, possibly his Beta. My wolf starts stalking towards them and even though I am protesting she wants him. As I get closer he shifts back then the other wolf turns I realise he is giving us some privacy.

James would rather lock a wolf up than let them choose to become an outcast. "I will do whatever you ask. I have a master's degree in art restoration, I don't know if that's practical for a wolf pack but it counts for something, right? I can also run really, really fast. I'm learning how to fight too, I'm pretty terrible, but I'm trying. Please I promise I will do whatever I can to be the best addition. I can't stay here, it's too dangerous for me. Please." Clara looked at him with pleading eyes. He thought about when he first spotted her this evening. She didn't look like she belonged.

Zayn screams that I should get behind him which I did gladly although not so sure there was much he could do to save us. I couldn't help but tremble in fear, as I thought of all the things I didn't get to do throughout my miserable life. I watched as the wolves geared forward towards us but somehow got intercepted by another larger looking pack of wolves. I tried my best to control my raging breath as intense fear overwhelmed me. There were a lot of quick movements, my eyes unable to follow and before I knew what was happening, my legs gave way. I fell loudly to the floor as my eyes slowly shut close. I could feel myself being lifted from the ground by the now familiar scent I was addicted t

She began to fade with the darkness until no trace of her was seen. Lucia jerked away to earth, panting heavily like she had just run a marathon. Strange, she could remember everything she discussed with her mother. In almost all cases, she barely remembered what took place in the dream. That was a sign... The Witch-Wolf is about to be born... "And where are you headed, Jackson?" A voice trailed him as he sauntered through the thick forest after the meeting of his pack in the forest. He felt heavy because like all other times, he had been frustrated, insulted, and used.

Harvey’s POV As soon as I saw those assholes hands on Nova Echo immediately took over. Neither of us was happy about anyone touching Nova, especially with harmful intent. But it was more intense for Echo. While I may still have my reservations about her being half Hunter, that were even stronger now that I saw she uses their weapons, Echo was different. Echo is a wolf not a human. Therefore to him it doesn’t matter what kind of creature she is. All that matters to him is that Nova is his Mate and someone tried to harm his Mate.

Gary quickly undressed and moved in behind her, his hard cock standing up and probing her dry pussy. Her blood ran cold as she felt him behind her. She sensed when he'd changed into his wolf by the change in weight on the bed. She felt his long tongue snake out to lap at her cunt. She forced herself to stay still and squeezed her eyes shut. She spoke to her white wolf in her head, begging him to fuck her. In her mind, if it was her wolf taking her and not Gary, maybe she could live through it for as long as it took. She felt the raspy tongue stroking her clit, and fooling herself into believing it was her wolf, she let herself relax, allowed herself to enjoy it. This was her wolf making love