Fantastic Beasts Kowalski Novels & Stories

The scent of Elias's lingering presence upon her was an insult to the wolf's senses, and it was driving him insane. "No, Dean Wason, it isn't what you imagine!" she bellowed, but he was not listening. He struck at her, a whirl of muscle and claw.Dickson was on him in an instant, a whirl of his own. He tackled the creature, and they rolled both crashing to the ground. "Run, Sama Arthur, run!" he yelled, his voice struggling for breath as he struggled to hold back the huge, furious creature.But the beast was too strong. He was not Dean Wason anymore; he was a raw, unsoiled Alpha wolf, with strength beyond the usual. With a furious growl, he tossed Dickson aside from him, and Dickson fell hard

K.E.L.S.I::: The bully reduced a little, all thanks to delvin and rita I couldn't ask for more friends, I was grateful to have them in my life.. "Kelsi, will you accompany me to Collins party tonight?" Delvin asked while we were reading in the library. The library has also became the safest place for me In school, anytime delvin is not with me I would run to the library and hide there till the break is over. "Who's Collins?" I turned to him, giving him my full attention.

Both bodies hit the stone floor with a sickening thud and did not move again. “Father—stop!” My voice cracked raw while still bleeding from my throat. I thrashed violently against the leather table restraints, but the suppression cuffs flared restricting me, injecting a freezing, static current that sapped whatever strength remained in my veins. “It’s me! Look at me!” The beast turned his massive golden head toward the sound of my voice. He didn't recognize me. In this feral state, he seemed to register only motion and target. He unleashed a terrifying howl that shook the loose mortar from the ceiling joints—and charged straight for the altar.

Grant Gonas is the man the underworld fears and the business world admires. As the CEO of GONAS, a multibillion-dollar empire built over generations, he is known for his intelligence, discipline, and ruthless decisions. But beneath the image of a respected businessman lies a terrifying secret—Grant is the head of one of the most powerful mafia families in America. Feared as The Frozen Beast, he has no room for emotions, no patience for love, and no intention of letting anyone close enough to become his weakness. A high-stakes business meeting takes Grant from Los Angeles to San Diego, where he chooses to travel without the luxury and security that usually surround him. One rainy afternoon,

She shrugs her shoulders. "Can he perform magic.I mean the hypnosis on Lucas?"I glance at Hercules. "I can't but I know someone from Kihomara who performs magical rituals. The high warlock of Kihomara.He can help us."Hercules answers. "You sure I mean someone from the arch enemies of werewolves.The epic war between Prince Ekon and the werewolves is well known to every supernatural creature."Chase again interrogates him.Traces of distrust is clearly evident in his demeanor .

I bark, “you need to leave, now!” But they don't. Smiling like idiots as they stare back at the Knight. They'd never leave me. Idiots! But I'm thankful. I'm about to think of another plan when we hear it. A deep howl, tearing through the sky. We all turn to its source. From the forest emerges five wolves, all shifted, but two are bigger than the others and I recognize both of them. Caspian is the biggest and his obsidian fur and magic eyes are a dead giveaway.

He consumed four chocolates and two glazed donuts. The potion took effect swiftly due to the quantity he ingested. Kelson then recited a spell to soothe Sky, buying herself time to outline the impending escape. Aware of the tension between witches and wolves, Kelson cautiously avoided entering the panic room, uncertain of Sky's state given the internal conflict between her wolf and banshee natures.

The only other colored fur was near the head in a form of a black mohawk that slid along its spine a few feet; stopping about mid-way on a normal cat's back. It slid down and landed with next to no sound, its eyes watching me as it waited. "Kasey, this is Sorscha, she is my familiar. She's what you mortals call a Tatzelwurm." Latifa walked over to the beast that's head was half the size of Latifa. Its paws are bigger than the width of my chest. It was huge! "How.....did...." I looked back at the small shadowy corner it came from in complete shock and confusion.

Looking at Paws' visibly confused face, it hit Dina that peregrine falcons were only a thing of Earth and not supposed to exist in a magical kingdom… or was it? ‘I’m not even sure. Anyways, any fast-flying beast will do, after all, Paws can change within a second so that’s good too.’ “Forget it, any flying beast will do.” With a nod, Feral watched on as Paws morphed into a brilliantly enormous albino golden eagle. Dina had never seen one and was awed by its beauty. Reaching out to caress Paws' head which was made easier when he bent down, Feral gave him a soft kiss and with a leap unto his back, patted his sticky feathers as he praised, “Good boy.”

" You can't draw me. " " Yeah yeah, whatever. " Kelly rested her head up on the pillow beside her as Beasty is looking at her sleeping peacefully. " Is your wolf awesome more than me? " " she talks less than you, thanks to that I can sleep now. " Beasty smiled sitting beside Kelly. " Really? She is a woman? What is her name? I was scared Felix would give you a male wolf. " Sebastian was hitting the table with his fingers as he witnesses the hyperactivity of Beasty while Kelly is trying to sleep.