Greyhound Mga Nobela at Kwento

His smile widens and accepts it. “You’re too young in this kind of job. You’ll still have many things to learn. Nice to meet you too, Miko. You can call me JD-hyung.” He said as we shake hands. Then he looked at Aikon-hyung. He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.”

This time Alexander curiosity was finally piqued as he raised his eyebrows and both of them gave Ash questioning looks. "So what's the full note all about, Ash?" "First off, a Donna is a title. The Donna bears a high rank in the Balck Wolf Clan world. Or maybe, just as what you said. This Donna might be the mole in the Clan. And, the note doesn't end there." Ash grabbed a piece of paper from his pocket and put it on the table. It was a piece of note where the handwriting was too similar. As if it was a part of the mysterious note.

The silver-hounds were beasts of nightmare—wolves bred with dark alchemy and conditioned to hate the scent of magic. They lunged across the frost-covered grass of the valley, their jaws snapping with bone-crushing force. Lyra waited until the lead hound was inches from her throat.

The memory of yellow eyes in the forest, the way he’d stepped aside. “I don’t know.” Ronan studied me. “Rogues don’t spare unknown wolves. Especially not untrained ones.” “He said… they would kill me for breathing.” Ronan went still. “That’s a Council phrase,” he said quietly. My stomach dropped. “So they already knew about me.” “Yes.” “How?” His gaze flicked away for the first time. “There are records. Bloodlines. Scents that don’t disappear.” “Like mine.” “Like yours.”

After finally calming Aria Vale down, Damian didn’t give her a chance to react. Without warning, he swept her into his arms and strode down the hillside. If she kept crying like that, he was convinced she’d drown the whole mountain. Ghost—the massive Tibetan Mastiff—wobbled after them, ready to follow. But Damian let out a sharp whistle, a single commanding note that echoed through the trees. Ghost halted instantly. The enormous dog dropped to the ground with a pitiful whimper, snowy fur drooping as he hung his giant head in miserable abandonment.

They weren’t a group I should miss. I rounded the corner and found it harder to keep walking. I collapsed to the side onto a bench and took a few breaths. This was ridiculous, I couldn’t have been feeling guilty. What was wrecking me had to have just been the stress from the last day. I heard the tip tap of nails on concrete and looked up thinking I would have seen a giant black wolf running down the sidewalk towards me and my heart leaped. Of course no such luck, it was just some jogger with her dog. It wasn’t even a wolf like breed either it was some lab mix.

he said. Swallowing nervously, I inched closer to him, trying to fight off the intimidation that always seemed to come with being around the Grey family. There was a small white sofa beside him, and I quietly sat on it. A moment of silence filled the room as I choose my words carefully. "How did you know I was the one?" "Your scent is the same as last time," he said simply as if it weren't strange at all. His eyes suddenly met mine, looking lost as they stared into space.

Quickstep said to the system. "Affirmative, host," the system responded. Quickstep then moved silently as his long body trek on the ground. After only 3 minutes, Quickstep saw the animal. It is tan in color with black spots all over its figure. It also has a slender, long-legged body which indicates its prowess in speed.

Grace could see two black eyes peeping out of the fire-red fur and a cute black nose. “He is gorgeous!” Cooed Grace as she instantly fell in love with him. “Xan asked me to give you this letter with him!” Grandpa said handing her a sealed envelope. Grace quickly opened the envelope and read the letter: My Love, By now you have received your surprise and I hope you are happy! He is a Tibetan Mastiff, an ancient breed used by Tibetan Monks to guard Temples and Livestock. They are extremely intelligent and loyal. He has been entrusted to protect and guard what is most precious to me, which is you.

"Are the Silverhounds only exclusive in the mountains of Erana?" "I believe so. Not many have seen it." "I don't remember anything much of it, but all I can recall is that the Silverhounds are much terrifying than the dire wolves." Vaughn raised a brow curiously. He has only seen a Silverhound once and it didn't even last for a minute. "How so?" "They're much bigger and their fur looked much thicker and glossier, it's like glass. They also jump a lot higher and are much faster than the normal wolves. And when they pounce on you- you won't even know it because they're very silent."