Novelas y relatos de Fenris-hawke

She didn’t answer. Her eyes were fixed ahead. Then I saw him. One man. Alone. Which immediately made him more dangerous. He stood in the open like he didn’t belong to the forest and the forest hadn’t decided yet whether to reject him. Young. Bleeding. Crown livery. Wrong place. Wrong time. Wrong everything. Fenris moved first—blade out, reckless, stupid, sixteen. “Don’t—” I started. Too late. The boy lunged. The scout didn’t draw a weapon.

Truthfully, she looked like she did have a few screws loose. “Who's he?” I asked again, a little quieter than before. “Fenris is an ancient wolf, one beatowed with the powers of healing by the moon goddess herself. He was the only wolf of his kind, mighty in size, kind at heart, but with a rage worst than you can imagine….” she paused, her gaze going far like she was thinking back to the time of Fenris. Then she continued. “.... Fenris healed with his fangs. Go to him with the worst ailments and he would heal you by just sticking his fangs into your skin..”

Turns out the prick had been beating them all, his mum, sister and him. I grab us a beer from the refrigerator, handing him one, then I ask how Fen is doing. She is currently pregnant with their first pup. She is polar opposite to Trent, little and quiet, born an Omega she is so submissive sometimes Trent gets annoyed. He once told me she thought he would reject her for having no rank. That really got to him; he's not the type to care for any of that. He loves his mate and is not afraid to show her or others, I feel slight envy at times but hopefully soon I will be the same. This thought has my wolf purring as I think of my little mate.

His eyebrows shot up and his hand got a little tighter around mine before letting go hastily and shaking Fenris's hand as well. "Fenris Dark, Rising Alpha of Dark Forest." Fenris barely touched Alaric's hand when he shook, pulling back as soon as possible. "Amethyst Mist huh? I'm surprised your pack sent someone, aren't you kind of known for managing all your affairs on your own? No allies, no treaties?"

I grinned as I let my true scent sniff by the last were-rogue. I can tell she’s a girl due to her stand, her size smaller than them, and her voice. She sniffs the air and closes her almost dilated red eyes while drooling sticky saliva. “Playtime…” I coldly said as I get one of my personalized sterling silver daggers. Its handle design with ancient carves with a black diamond rune at the center. While the silver blade has a small skull with the letter “D” on its forehead. It’s my signature as a well-known werewolf hunter feared by them.

''From now on we will do everything together, if you have to go to the bathroom let me know.'' Eros ''Vampire time is different from the outside world so I will be keeping track of things for you guys'' Eros ''I will give you coded names when you are in the castle, you will go by that name'' he said The coded name that Eros gave his team was Bear, Fox, Tiger, Bunny then he came to them masked with the same animal as that name. These mask are magic as long as you are wearing them you can see what the monster looks like.'' Eros

Jensen’s POV I arrived at Mike’s house and was greeted by Mrs. Perkins. She wrapped me in a hug, I wanted to push her away but she was an older woman and I did have respect. “Jensen, my dear it’s so good to finally see you. Mike is in his office waiting for you.” I smiled at her and headed back to Mike’s office. As I approached I could hear him talking with Trevor. Then I heard a voice that I never thought I would hear again. My anger flashed and all I saw was red. She was never supposed to come back here. I let her go once I would not do it again. I drew my gun and burst through the door. Mike and Trevor’s eyes widened as I pointed the gun at the blonde woman sitting in the chair. “What the

As the investigation into the serial killings continued, Miriam and Donovan received a briefing about the next potential target. According to their sources, the killer's sights were set on Senator Harrison Grant, a high-profile politician and close ally of former President Jameson Walker. Senator Grant was a well-known figure in the city's political landscape, having served as a senator for over a decade. He was a charismatic leader, known for his sharp wit and razor-sharp intellect. However, his rise to power had not been without controversy. Grant had been embroiled in several high-profile scandals, including allegations of corruption and cronyism.

Lucas was saying, "maybe we should come back later." "Wait," Natasha responded, "the AI." "What about it?" "It might help us somehow." A whirring sound followed. 'Hello Natasha Austin-Johnson.' Both of them turned to find a woman standing next to them but she did not look at all like any ordinary woman, except for the face, which was pale, spotless and had blue hair over her head which was shaven. Her eyes were also blue but not like Natasha's, only brighter and looked like tiny crystals.

Her wolf told her, but it's basically clear because her eye color is back to the way it was, not bloody like his eyes. " Oh, slanderer, who cursed the one who made you a thousand." Cursed March with an eruption to climb Maine trying to rip his neck but it's very difficult Maine panicked when he felt his fur being pulled out between his teeth. “ Attack!” He commanded them to run quickly and all of them had the same target..that black wolf called the god of war! They pushed him hard so that Maine howled weakly, so he fell to the ground and the flesh of his neck got stuck between his teeth