Glory Wof Graphic Novel Novels & Stories

He was about to say ‘my friends. “Gairoshi is a phrase from the old language of Apharoth. It means grit for glory,” explained Chaos. A strong wind blew outside the tent and some of the cold breeze got in. Carysse knew she felt the icy air but also felt it from her insides. It was like Gairoshi was a bad omen.

I got snatched by rogues once. They bled me dry, tore me apart, left me barely breathing. I was moments from being dragged into the Black Forest when Bloodmoon's patrol found me. The wolf leading them was sharp, commanding—everything a hero should be. My eyes were damaged. I could only make out his silhouette. He cut down the rogues holding me. Pulled me from the silver cage. Then more rogues swarmed in. Outnumbered, he fought through them anyway, dragging me with him.

The armies kept trying and when they were not able to make a scratch at the two beasts, they decided to retreat, but they could not as Iron was already alive, and he was standing by the road, where stood as the only road they were supposed to pass, he stood and forceful pulled out the last arrow by his chest, and just as said by the priest, the arrow wounded his heart, and that turned around and made him love violent always. He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and j

4 long claw marking were oozing with fresh blood on his chest. I turned around and at full speed charged towards him I landed on top of him. I was ready to tear his neck and finish his life when I heard two gunshots. Next I knew something sharp hit my back making me roll over on the ground. My wolf howled loudly expressing his pain. He could no longer handle the pain and he shifted. But on turning human the pain was 10 times worse. I refused to cry in pain but my eyes displayed it. Uncontrollable tears were flowing down my cheeks.

Glory continued. "Uncle Glory, wolf is not a dangerous animal. Uncle, please don't say things like that. I'm sad to hear that," Gideon replied. Glory frowned. He was confused by Gideon's answer. "Gideon, why are you sad? Am I right? Wolves are dangerous to humans," said Glory, still with a confused face. "Uncle Glory, since I was a baby, I was cared for by a wolf. The wolf was like a mother to me. It took care of me, protected me and gave me food. The wolf is not a bad animal." Gideon explained. Glory was getting more and more confused by Gideon's explanation. He was also curious. "Gideon, are you serious?" Glory asked while holding Gideon's shoulders. Gideon nodded slowly. Glory took a deep

This is my first try at a werewolf story, so please pardon my mistake. This book is purely fiction, any resemblance of the names and places written in it to that of real life is a coincidence. Thank you for opening. Happy reading. Glory T!na ***A few words to look out for. I'll be adding them up will I finish the book Premier Shifting:

It was only the only photo that Gracia had of her. After their parents passed away, Gloria left Wyvern Peak for her parents’ wake. It was raining that day and Gloria wanted to meet Gracia. Gracia refused to see Gloria because she could never forgive Gloria for abandoning them. Gloria stood under the heavy rain for a whole night and hurriedly returned to Wyvern Peak after receiving an urgent call. Gracia never expected to see the news of Wyvern Peak announcing a name list of soldiers who had fallen at Isle 416 not long after, and one of them was “Fury.”

" Yoana ran into Jeffrey's arms, a smug smile hidden on her face. The cut on my forehead was a dull ache, but it was nothing compared to the shattering pain in my heart. She was the child I had carried for nine long months, the one I had nearly died bringing into the world. For years, I poured my heart and soul into everything for her. Yet, when it all came crashing down, she hated me so much that she probably wished I would just disappear. Jeffrey shot me a nasty look. "Looks like it's time for a little lesson." The bodyguard—who was only doing his job—chucked me into the storage room. Yet, I said nothing. The room was a dusty, broken-down mess, and I could not help but let out a wry laugh.

**Thank you so much for reading The Gladiator Wolf King. I truly hope you enjoyed the book. I have no set release dates but the next two books I will be working on are: Hunji: A Broken wolf & the last witch of Andora, and also Tawny's story: The Crimson Grimalkin. I hope you will follow me for the latest news and upcoming work. Please do not forget to leave me a review and thank you all for reading my stories I hope I can continue to entertain you with many more books!