Fangs Riverdale Novels & Stories

Cedar replies. River has dark brown hair and blue eyes. He is slightly shorter than Derek and his muscles are well defined. I can smell that River is a wolf. He must’ve noticed our scent as he continues to stare at us with curiosity before his facial expression turns to a smile. Instead of shaking our hands he pulls me into a hug. At first I am shocked before I hug him back, I can feel his warmth at his touch letting me know we are really family.

Von and Van sniffed the air and then turned to us. "There are Wolf Vampires around. Hide Clemente." Van said and at the same time transformed into a wolf. The fire died all over Fin's body. I was startled by something over my waist. I looked at him and saw Fin's hand. "You're just here next to me. Don't go away and don't go away. Just hold my hand when you're scared. I'll protect you." Suddenly my heart beat faster at what Fin said. He turned to me causing our eyes to be right.

I shifted as well and pulled her closer into me. “I thought I smelled something,” I muttered, my eyes narrowing at the treeline. “But it’s gone now.” “You’re just on edge. We’re fine here, Xander. No one’s going to find us.” she shrugged, unconcerned. I nodded, trying to push the thought away, but the scent lingered in my mind. I couldn’t shake it. Were we being watched? Had someone followed us? Maybe she was right. Maybe it was just my nerves playing tricks on me. But the scent was too strange to ignore. Still, I let it go. For her sake. We didn’t have much time, and I wasn’t going to waste it chasing shadows.

The energy in Rogers Arena was a live wire, 19,000 fans buzzing with a mix of awe and morbid curiosity over the “Vamp Duo” phenomenon. Banners tangled in the rafters: “Thorne Burns Bright” clashing with cheeky “Fangs Out Tonight!” Merchandise flew off shelves faster than a slapshot, even as the league labeled it all “fan fiction.” In the locker room, Alex laced skates with intense focus, fangs retracted, thirst simmering low from Jake’s vein earlier that night. Brody clapped a hand on his shoulder.

Everything else is apparently negotiable. There were eleven others in the yard when I arrived. Cassia from the Aldren bloodline, who shifts so cleanly it looks like stepping through a door. Renner, seventeen, already outpacing wolves twice his age. Four of my father's guards running drills in the far corner. Six wolves from minor houses who train here by arrangement. One of them was Davan. Broad-shouldered, quiet, with the kind of watchfulness that some people wear as a mask and some people simply *are.* He had never spoken to me directly before today.

“What’s he doing out here?” The second one whispered back, “Why is he crying?” Curiosity gnawed at them. They waited. They watched. But Zeil didn’t speak again. He just kept his head down. Then the first wolf’s eyes widened. “Let’s go tell the Elder.” The second wolf blinked, then tapped his own head. “Why didn’t I think of that?” In a flash, they ran off. The trees around them blurred, their legs barely disturbing the fallen leaves, driven by the urgency of their discovery. They sped to the Ironfang compound.

The surviving Fangs filled the halls with groans, curses, and the metallic stench of blood. Supplies were scarce and tempers were shorter. Raven moved like a ghost through the rooms, patching wounds where Sabrina guided her, avoiding the stares that followed her every step. Her wolf prowled beneath her skin, moving around as she showed how restless and agitated she was. The bond pulsed stronger here, as if Axel were closer and it felt too close. Late that night, she found Reed outside, leaning against his bike, smoke from his cigarette curled into the moonlight.

we suddenly hear a knock on the door "I wonder who that could be, I'll go check it out" I walk to the front door and open it and to my surprise I see Frankie and Rita's other friend? _________we were all sited in the living room Davis walk in "What are you guys doing here?" He asked surprised "We want to help" Frankie said "No way!" I immediately declined "it's too dangerous, you girls aren't caught up for this" Frankie's friend speaks up "well, I'm half blood, I'm sure I can handle some vamps and werewolves"

Ally looked up as I started to speak and I could see the hurt in her eyes as I stormed out of the kitchen through the back door. I walked down to the river and sat down on the wooden stumps that Joey and I had left there for our fishing days. I lowered my head into my hands and I screamed inside my head to try and get rid of the rage and frustration. The first vampire jumped over the river and tackled me off the wooden stump just as I lifted my head at the sound of a twig breaking. His fangs snapped at my neck as I held him at arm’s length away from me. We rolled and grappled and I managed to push him off me.

I wanted to beg him to help me. Fang transformed. His body tense as he picked up and swung the medal rod (that he won over) straight into the vampire's head. The one on me vibrated at the death blow being delivered. I watched as it broke her neck. Her head fell to one side and her eyes filled in horror. Her body unwrapped from around me.