Fenrir Novels & Stories

“I have to plan something very big, Kris. He doesn’t want to become the father of my baby. I have to make him do something, otherwise, I will never succeed in my plan, ” I told my friend Kristen. Kristen watched me crossing her arms and glaring at me like she did not like my words. “I told you to be careful of that jerk. Now, he just abandoned you and your baby. He is not going to choose you over his brother Winnie. Why don’t you understand that? You’re too blind in revenge that you’re unable to see right or wrong. You’re well aware of their dirty deeds but still, you’re engaging them. Are you not afraid of them? To be honest, I am worried about you. I'm so worried about you, girl.”

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

Dante Moretti. Victor’s most ruthless rival. She had heard the name whispered in fearful voices around the estate, but now, seeing him up close, she understood why. He was nothing like Victor. Where Victor’s dominance was controlled and suffocating, Dante exuded something more sinister…. chaotic and cruel. He was tall and lean, his dark suit perfectly fitted, but his presence alone made the room feel smaller. His jet-black hair was slicked back, exposing a sharp jawline and piercing green eyes that held a sick kind of amusement.

I showed to Fenrir, I showed him how painful was it when someone you love was lost and betrayed you. Fenrir didn’t take the pain and grieve well. He shifted into his large wolf causing berserk and chaos anywhere. And then looked at me and howled. It wasn’t a cry of worship, nor a plea for mercy. It was rage. Primal, unfiltered, broken. The kind of sound that cracks the bones of stars. He had torn through the veil of my sanctuary in the sky, bloody from war, maddened by the chains of the gods. His teeth bared not at me—but at the sky itself, accusing the heavens of betrayal. But when his molten gold eyes met mine, all the fury in

He staunchly adhered to the principle of fairness, refusing to accuse anyone without concrete proof, even if the rumors appeared persuasive. Lost in his thoughts, Ryder was abruptly jolted back to reality when Fenrir emerged from the dense trees that clustered along their path. Fenrir, known for his exceptional skills as a night patroller, approached with a nod of respect to greet Ryder. It was then that Ryder's eyes gravitated toward a peculiar sight—a skeletal tattoo etched on the back of Fenrir's neck. The drawing bore a strange familiarity, an echo from the depths of Ryder's memory that refuse

The battle in Fenrir's mind raged, his pure love for Sophie against the sickening pull of the darkness that Vespera and Adonis were forcing upon him. "Crawl over here and suck" Vespera commanded. Her perfect pussy on full display. Fenrir was like a dog crawling over to her on his knee. His mouth open up and his tongue clasp her pussy like a hungry puppy. He sucked with all his mind. Like his life depends on it. Low moans was leaving his mouth while he swallowed every bit of sweetness he sucked out. His monster was hard and throbbing in respond.

The weight of his twisted intentions bore down on her, suffocating any glimmer of hope that had momentarily brightened her dark reality. As I poured out my heart to Darius, he sat there, a statue of stoicism, listening to my every word without so much as a flinch. I bared my soul to him, recounting every detail of my recent misfortunes. However, it was when I revealed Fenrir's twisted plan to make me his next victim , and Darius's demeanour shifted dramatically. The mask of composure he wore slipped away, replaced by a sudden fury that crackled in the air like lightning.

He dwarfed even the largest natural wolf Rowan had ever imagined. His coat was midnight black, absorbing the fading light until only his golden eyes seemed to exist. Unlike Fen’s calm, intelligent gaze… These eyes burned. Old hatred. Old grief. Old rage. The black Direwolf smiled. Or at least… That was the only way Rowan could describe the baring of his teeth. “It has been a very long time…” His voice was low. Cultured. “…Fenrir.” Every muscle in Fen’s body tightened. The name struck Rowan like lightning.

Her broken jaw was completely healed now and she felt no trouble with it. Alpha Marcus was an arrogant man. He was also a pervert. It was his perverted nature that made him have his basement soundproofed. Adrienne had no doubt that the crash she had made would not be heard by the inhabitants of the floors above. Her only problem was the guards standing right outside.