Excerpt From Wolf Stalker Novels & Stories

I cannot see out of my eye, nor can I back away from the door as the other wolf still has ahold of my arm that I am sure is mangled beyond repair. Just when I think all hope is lost, Jaxon bites into the back of one of the wolfs neck. Another wolf appears from down the hallway and he is massive much like Jaxon. He is white with speckles of black across his body. He takes out the other wolf as both him and Jaxon tear each wolf limb from limb leaving no pieces in tacked. I back away from the door.

He clutches his sternum, gasping as a vision seizes him. Xavier (hoarse): “W-what… what is this?” His eyes glaze over as the world around him dissolves into something other. He’s suddenly standing in a dark chasm beneath the stone. Lava seeps through the cracks. Chains rattle in the gloom. A wolf—massive, eyes molten gold, and fur flickering like a dying sun—snarls within a pit ringed by ancient symbols. Flame Wolf (a voice like smoke and sorrow):

Covering up the weaker scent of the children. After we’ve grabbed food on the road, before it starts to get dark, Sasha suddenly bounds off. I exchange a glance with Luca but he’s already racing after her. Kylar is a wolf, a huge black and gray wolf with glorious glossy hair. I can’t remember if I’d ever seen him in his wolf form before. It did something to my insides this morning when he emerged from behind the trees and Luca sprang to collect up his clothes.

Demika’s pulse quickens, her fists clenching as the vision shifts, carrying her to another scene, this one bloodier, more final. Talon Takoda stands alone in a dense forest, surrounded by a circle of armed wolves, their eyes glittering with the thrill of the hunt. His body is battered, his breath labored, but defiance burns in his gaze. A figure steps forward—Lucas again, flanked by wolves loyal to him.

I swallowed, "you're my last resort coz you have information that I don't. I honestly don't know what to do. Please help clarify somethings to me." 'you have a minute before they realize you called.' "there has been Wolf attacks here.. I don't know if it's them... But I had a connection with one.. Strangely the same connection I have with a girl.. She's human... I don't know what this means. Can one person have two mates?" 'if there has been wolf attacks why are you still even there?' I swallowed, shit! I should have known he will ask this. "because they happened before I got here. So they had nothing to do with me."

“You could end it, you know. Pick a winner. Let them live.” I snort. If only it were that easy. “Find me one who can last past the third sunrise, and maybe I’ll consider it.” Her presence flickers in front of me, like a whisp of smoke. “You’ve gone soft. I can smell it on you.” “Must be your imagination. The only thing soft here is the ground after the corpses hit it.” She chuckles and fades, leaving the back of my skull blessedly empty. I straighten, scanning the new arrivals. A witch crying into her hands. Two wolves are already posturing for dominance. A human, brave or stupid, probably both, trying to look like she belongs. Typical.

feeling. I'm beginning to panic. I can't wrap my mind around how I could be a wolf! How is this possible? I ask myself out loud as I'm pacing the yard. I feel that same feeling; my eyes are burning, my heart is beating fast, and my fingers are hurting this time more than the first time, causing me to scream so loud that my sisters come running outside. I'm now at my knees, holding my eyes shut and my hands in the pockets of my hoodie. They get to my side asking what's wrong, trying to help me up in trying to hide what's happening to me, but the pain is so intense I can't fight it monaye grabs my left hand out of my pocket when I fall over in intense pain she looks at my hand and drops it qu

“While they see disaster, I see potential. I am Alpha Xareth Morryn. Alpha of Crimson Dusk.” Crimson Dusk. Rhydan had spoken of them once, a twilight-born pack, bound by blood magic and dark legacies. “Come with me,” he offered, extending his hand. “Let me take everything from those who cast you aside.” I don’t know why my hand rose to meet his, why my fingers curled into his palm. But they did, and in that moment, I felt my wolf stirring. For the first time, she awakened but she didn’t emerge. Something held her back.

Gabriel walked through the battlefield like a ghost, untouched, unharmed. I tightened my grip on my knives, adrenaline spiking for a whole new reason. We pushed through the shattered front doors of the building. Inside, the chaos was even worse. Smoke stung my eyes. The air reeked of blood and burnt flesh. Broken glass crunched under my boots. Hunters and wolves clashed everywhere, in the halls, in the training rooms, in the stairwells. I didn't have time to think. Instinct took over. A wolf lunged at me, lean, fast, eyes burning yellow.

Caleb comes to the front and kills the first one with a swipe of his claws to the wolf's throat. I missed the next one as it sank its teeth into my shoulder, pulling me slightly off-balance, but that didn't stop me from killing the next one with a fist through his chest. The fourth one also sinks his teeth into my leg, pulling finally, taking me to the ground. I remove my hand from the chest of the wolf and let it drop to the side of me. I then punch the wolf that is still pulling and shredding the skin on my leg. As I keep punching the wolf, trying to get it to let go, I hear a gun go off, and the pressure and pull on my shoulder disappears, I finally get the wolf to let go of my leg and ki