Hoodwinked Novels & Stories

I splashed freezing water over my face, but it did nothing to dull the burning itch. It was withdrawal. Pure, pathetic pheromone withdrawal. Being completely severed from his scent for three days hadn't reset my system, it just left me starved of him. "Fuck," I choked out, gripping the edges of the marble basin until my knuckles turned white. I couldn't stay in my room. Driven by an embarrassing impulse, I pulled up my comm-link and pinged Oliver. I forced him to drive out to the palace in the middle of the night to act as my lookout while I snuck into the east wing.

I watch cautiously as the creature repeats the same action leaving a spot of exposure once more for the taking. Waiting patiently, the creature falls into my trap and raises its open jaw once more before receding its head away when I unexpectedly bring my jaw over the side of its neck and dig my teeth into its open shoulder. But, unfortunately, to my disappointment, my triumph is soon short-lived as the Nightcrawler wriggles around beneath my mass and manages to crane his head away from my own before sinking its knife-like teeth into my upper arm. The beast's infliction sends untamed waves of fury to roll within me as I shake my head viciously in response, tearing away at the Nightcrawlers t

he observed. "Shall we wait for Alexander to arrive so he can assist you?" Melo sneered but Mell their another friend chose to ignore him. He slammed the jackhammer he was carrying into the tombstone so hard it began to crack, the surface spider-webbing like shattered glass. He repeated the process for about three times until the surface of the tombstone turned into shards of pieces. He kicked at the pile of debris before his feet, revealing the hidden door. The group behind him smiled as they finally saw the secret hidden door beneath the city. The White Wolf's Clan carefully kept this alternative door for years but now, it had come to an end.

He raises it over a golden bowl and allows several drops to fall into the bowl with a hiss. “You may sit and receive your mark.” Mr streeter steps to the side to allow Will to make his way over to the tattoo man. He sits bending forward to allow the man access to the back of his neck. The tattoo man picks up the needle and starts his work. All Hunters receive the same mark, two crossed swords encircled by a snake. The ink used is laced with magic which is what gives us our heightened gifts. I watch in interest as the tattoo is completed, will the gift present itself straight away? It differs from hunter to hunter. Some may feel the power awakening in there bodies whilst others take longer to

I feel her eyes on me and that's when I come out of my thoughts . Hardening my eyes at her. "I am giving you our mindlink. We will communicate using it, while you are out in the hunters territory." She stares at our hands, still not saying anything. And I pick up a knife. Slicing my wrist first, to be followed by hers. She doesn't flinch as I expected her to , letting me do it without any struggle. Placing my wrist on top of hers, I let our blood to intermingle. Feeling the warmth of her red liquid mixing in mine.The transfusion continues for few seconds, to only have me pull back my hand.

Hawke headed towards me and I shook my head. "Save your father Hawke, tell my father to get him to a dentist," I ordered firmly and Hawke continued forward and bit through the wire releasing me. I rubbed my wrist and turned towards the tent. I needed my dead pup. I pushed back the flap and couldn't see Firo anywhere. I looked on the table and the enameled box sat there. I lifted the lid and thankfully the tiny wrapped body was inside. I closed the lid and grabbed the box getting ready to rush out of there when a dart was embedded into my ass cheek. I felt my butt cheek grow cold and numb. I growled angrily and hopped out of the tent.

“Wulfric?” I nodded. “Fuck, man, I didn’t realize this was your pack. You look like shit.” His eyes darted upward, in a mindlink, then he shifted back into his wolf form. Another wolf came sprinting over—a female one. And that was when I realized that the scent of the wolf that was able to survive in cold water was this other wolf’s. I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t realized it was a female scent at the time, too concentrated on figuring out the pack it was from.

It always wants to go ahead and tear her. Selina smiled proudly. She reached out and stroked the large wolf fur beside her. It has smooth black fur, and its yellow eyes are somewhat cold, but when being rubbed by Selina, it retracts its combative evil. "Windy, you take care of her." “Guru!” After a loud howl, only the gray-haired wolf named Windy was relieved to use his sharp claws to kill Orla. Orla only had time to scream, and then there was silence.

I squinted my eyes and tried harder, but he only stood with his back to me and his hand on the door handle. “I’m immune to your magic, so don’t even try it.” He turned and showed me a talisman placed around his neck and was tucked safely under his shirt. “A witch assured me that it would work marvelously to block your magic.” His arrogant tone provoked a deep fury in me, especially when I recognized the talisman. It was one made specifically for witch hunters back in the old days. Whoever the witch aiding him must be really knowledgeable and strong. A witch like Fiona. The thought of her being part of that, only made me angrier. But I kept quiet, I waited until he left, and I heard the click

He balanced himself on his toes and still had the watch in a countdown. He patted her head as she was on the floor shaking. “If you didn’t have too may drinks, this would have been slower” he said. “W-what are you talking about?” she asked softly. “Well poison that’s all” he patted her head again and then grabbed on and pulled her up, and put the timer in her face. “The venom of a Redback Spider causes all the symptoms you’re having now, and can kill a human under an hour. You ingested five to six doses and that could accelerate your death” he grinned.