Hollering Novels & Stories

None really had looked surprised, which was odd with nothing else considered. “Yeah, we’re named The Hell Hounds. We got called ‘bitch’ long enough that we wanted to thumb our noses at them. Who’s meaner than a hound of hell? His momma.” Jaxon laughed, and when he finished, “Oh, I like that. You must have really fun training days.”

Stacy followed my finger, then rolled her eyes so hard that I thought they might disappear into her skull. “This?” She scoffed. “Nope. Absolutely not.” She waved a dismissive hand. “This is a royal sadness alcohol. It’s meant for quiet sipping and silent suffering. And what you need right now is loud music, dim light, strangers who don’t know you, and drinks that can burn your throat enough to make you forget your problems.” She then stepped closer, tapping my shoulder lightly. “You need to loosen up, Liora.” This definition of ‘loosen up’ twisted my stomach violently.

I muttered under my breath, unable to not voice my thoughts out. Just as we found Claire Hanzel, Ajax's slave mate, something unexpected happened. When I went to grab her, a blinding light suddenly beamed among us all and we could only watch in shock as she, that damn omega, ran and jumped straight into the water river, then never coming out again. Recalling what Elder Ismael said back in his discussions with the other great elders, it was probably the work of that omega's ancient power. A power called Witch Whisper or something.

Ranjan stated. Cornell laugh out loud and give a thumbs up and fingerhand gesture to Astrielle. Carline and I left oblivious.

Before Lola could fully read the message she watched Kathy’s arm extend and her fingers wrap around her arm, pulling Lola to the floor. Lola felt a sting and a burn as noise erupted around her. Lola’s eyes narrowed on the red splatter on Kathy’s cheek as voices surrounded her. For some odd reason, it sounded like the teacher from the old Charlie Brown cartoons, distant and distorted. Lola blinked once as a pair of strong hands rolled her on her back. The last thing she noticed was the scent of cedar and mint before she passed out. ~~~

They are against them from every direction, and this will never be forgiven them. Aarn rolled his body towards Kyle, roaring, "I told you not to follow me," and shoved him with his glare so violently, causing him to lose his balance, and the latter tumbled down in a rush, causing panic. Aaron watched his slide with a clenched heart and a short breath in anticipation, not wanting to cause him harm, breathing in a sigh of equilibrium the moment Kyle regained his balance. To tread the ground in moments and leap on its surface with a rush. Cale leaped to the ground, hissing in succession to his brother by means of the spiritual band, "Go, Aaron, I'll give you some time to calm down, and then we

When I exited the pack house the bright light blinded me for a short while. When my eyes adjusted to the bright weather outside, I saw a massive crowd of at least ten thousand people all gathering in front of the Pack house. It looked like an ocean of heads and faces. Some seemed intrigued and others seemed bored and in a hurry to be someplace else. Lucian grabbed hold of my hand and everyone’s eyes widened at the gesture. “Good morning Silvermoon”, he said in a proud and powerful tone. “Good morning Alpha”, the crowd said in unison, making me feel the vibration of their voices in my chest.

Suddenly, a long, mournful sound pierces the air. Hooooooo-ooooh. The Great Horn of the Founders. It echoes off the mountain peaks, vibrating through the ground beneath our paws. It is the signal. The Howling has begun.

“Rhett doesn’t tell me too much about high school, so these photos are great. I’ve mostly heard about the Hype Boys.” Holly gasped and slapped her hand on the table, causing the silverware to rattle. “The Hype Boys! I haven’t heard that name in forever!” She got way too excited and clapped her hands together while bouncing in her chair like a child. “You should have a Hype Boys reunion!” “What?” Rhett and I said in unison. I motioned from myself to him and said to Holly, “Hi. We’re here. Reunion checked off the list.”

Instead, Kieran leaned on him, publicly and physically, and the pack saw strength in their union. “My Lord?” Hollis is standing by the door. He looks nervous. He’s been nervous since Kellan was arrested. I suppose it’s not entirely unwarranted. Should they sing, our names would be central to the plot of the song. “The crowd is dispersing,” I say, letting the curtain fall back into place. “They’re too quiet. Where is the righteous fury?” “They are angry, My Lord,” Hollis says. “But... not at the Alpha.”