Fang Graphic Novel Novels & Stories

) Book 1 Fangs: Alpha King (Completed) Book 2 Fangs: Queen Luna Book 3 Fangs: The Tale of the Moon Goddess written by Maple Writes Visit my facebook and Instagram page to know the updates fb: Maple Writes @AetherSama ig: maple @maple_writes

Vorlyk took the gnarled hand into his and pulled Madayah onto his lap. He kissed the mutilated side of her face and ran his hand over the smooth side. His entire body relaxed when she leaned in and kissed him. Nicolas felt their love deep in his gut. He cared about Franklin, loved him for the wonderful person he was but could never give the vampire what he wanted. Nicolas hoped to someday find a she-wolf mate to share his life, and Franklin, his best friend, understood that. He often teased Nicolas that he, Franklin, would be the gay uncle to wolf pups. Nicolas's heart squeezed, and for the first time in months grief shadowed his thinking more than revenge.

I laughed as we walked towards the restroom, “I told you to skip biology and get this over but no, you want to be hard-headed, now look at you.” “Shut up,” she said weakly as I pushed open the restroom door. I barely rolled up my sleeve as Janea bared her fangs, the pointed canines pressing into her bottom lip and making an indention, her eyes becoming slivered and a glowing shade of yellow, her painted nails sharpening into claws. She chomped down on my arm and no amount of healing or durability can take away the pain of being bitten by a hungry vampire. “Whoa! Take it easy Janea! That actually hurt,” I exclaimed.

Their sharp overgrown nails were out on display. I subconsciously started trembling at their dark auras. Something didn’t feel right. I looked back at the bartender who had a murderous glare in his eyes. Something was wrong. The men started destroying everything and everyone that got in their way. There was no escape. They were blocking the doorway. It was terrible. I didn’t want to see the sliced necked or severed body parts. I wanted to leave, but I was paralyzed in fear. They would destroy me just like the rest of them. But I didn’t want to see people die for no reason. I had never even fought before, but I watched enough anime to have an idea of how it would turn out.”

The air crackled with the energy of accumulated knowledge, and the scent of aging parchment filled their senses. Row upon row of ancient tomes lined the shelves, their spines bearing the weight of forgotten stories. As the pack members carefully selected books, the whispers of the past danced in their ears, beckoning them to discover the truths hidden within. Rachel immersed herself in a book that revealed the ancient migration patterns of creatures long gone, tears of both joy and sorrow streaming down her face. She felt connected to the spirits of those who came before, their journeys echoing through her own soul. Sarah found a volume that chronicled the lost art of communication with the

They’d moved into a gorgeous three-bedroom bungalow just west of the city proper, and Thea had fallen in love with it as much as she’d fallen for Anthony himself. “Did I tell you that Rebecca got another publisher wanting my graphic novel?” whispered Thea. Sneaky still hadn’t emerged from his carrier. “That’s four places now.” “Five, counting me.” “Oh yes, of course. How could I forget?” She grinned up at him, which just earned her a smacking kiss along with a pinched butt cheek.

He needed more of her, and there weren’t enough hours in the night left to truly get his fill of her. He kept his head buried in the pillow. Slowly his fangs receded into his gums, and he could feel the tension in his jaw ease. "now that was really amazing,” she said, panting as heavily as he was. Samson raised his head, knowing his fangs had fully retreated, and the red glow in his eyes had subsided. He would look completely normal to her again—or as normal as he could look after the most mind-blowing orgasm to date. He was sure he had a stupid grin plastered on his face. The kind of grin a sixteen-year-old boy would have after his first sexual encounter.

Jack is an alpha, whereas Brian is a beta. My wolf wants Jack, but I'm not sure exactly where he is because I can't see him. I move in my seat, making the seam of my jeans rub against me indescribably. I sigh in pain when I feel it, and then I hear someone move a few feet away. "Brian, damn it! She's awake now. If I keep needing to take it at this rate, I'll run out of wolfsbane". "We're almost there. Brian declares "Don't you worry about a thing, my horny friend."