Hot Wraith Novels & Stories

With the wraith shackles on my wrists, it would never allow me to shift. Wraith steels were a weapon used against werewolves. It could contain a wolf’s form and prevent us from shifting, so it was often used on prisoners. I heard that only a few could break it—those powerful few with stronger blood than the majority. How I wish I was one of them. Maybe I would have a chance to escape. I eventually lost count of how many days it had been since I was imprisoned. Every three days, the woman would take me out to change my clothes. There was a small bathroom outside the cell where I took my bath, but my shackles were never taken from me for even a second.

"No more surgical strikes. They're going for maximum profit before the supernatural world mobilizes against them." "Exactly." Wraith pulled a small data drive from her pocket. "Security protocols, guard rotations, Architect's schedule. He's expecting me tonight... thinks I'm bringing him intelligence on the Volkov pack's movements. You can use that." Dimitri took the drive, suspicious. "Why help us? What's your real objective?"

Sashi said while continuing from writing. "Wraith? Ah, you called me once like that before. What is that anyway?" Clark ask while giving all of his attention to Sashi. "A wraith, an evil ghost. Those who died with wrong doings in life. Like that." Sashi explained. "Ahhh." They stayed like that for a while because Sashi need to finish taking some notes. Clark just observing her the whole time. "Stop staring, I can't concentrate here." Sashi said without looking at Clark.

The sky burned blinding white, the game’s rendering engine struggling to process the sheer volume of particle effects flooding the zone. "Wraith! The absolute shield is regenerating!" Kara yelled over the squad comms. Her avatar, the rogue hacker known as Jinx, was glitching violently on a floating slab of debris. Her hands were a localized blur of motion as she cast disruption hexes, her fingertips trailing glowing green strings of raw code that lashed out to slow the boss's impenetrable defense matrix. "You have a three-second window before the wipe mechanic triggers! If we wipe now, we lose the twelve-hour progression!" Ren Walker—known to millions across the global leaderboards simply as

Savannah stays inside, her face pressed to the window, terror in her eyes. Talis fights like a storm, her alpha power blazing, but the second wraith’s strength overwhelms, its claws raking her back. She yelps, shifting back, blood pouring, but she stands, claws out, defiant. “Talis!” I roar, shifting to humans, grabbing the rifle, firing into the wraith’s eyes. It howls, retreating, but the first lunges at me, its weight crushing. Savannah bursts from the truck, a flare gun in hand, firing at the wraiths. Flames erupt on the first’s fur, its scream piercing as it flees into the woods. The second hesitates, then bolts after, their howls fading.

“Always.” The bond flared violently, white-hot and alive, forcing Kade back several steps. But outside the chamber, the Winter Wraith sensed the surge. Shadows twisted along the walls, black smoke curling from every corner, tendrils of darkness reaching for them with unrelenting hunger. Its silver eyes glowed, reflecting the fire of Lyra’s mark, as it slithered closer, moving with a speed that defied physics, hunting with precision. Kade snarled, frustration and obsession warping his aura. “This isn’t over,” he spat. “You’re mine, Ascendant. All of it belongs to me, and I will take it!”

Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could know the other's purpose. "Okay" Two black wolves with similar black fur, the most pronounced difference are their eyes. A pair of cold blue eyes clashed with a couple of fiery yellow eyes. A ferocious growl, sharp teeth. Their breaths were hot, and their heroic aura could not be underestimated. Ezra flew towards his opponent extremely fast, his sharp claws like blades attacking head-on. The mystic was someone who had also practiced sternly for years, so avoiding him was easy. He quickly switched from a passive position to an active attack.

The explosion sent a shockwave that shattered our windows into a million pieces. Looking at the leader's scarred face, absolute terror and burning hatred warred inside me. He was the monster who had torn me apart in my nightmare. The car doors flew open. Hudson and Jax didn't hesitate. Ice spikes and lightning bolts tore through the air as they fought back. But the Vipers didn't just have powers; they had heavy military artillery. "Argh!" Jax cried out as a stray bullet tore through his thigh, dropping him into a pool of his own blood.

he whispered weakly. "Of course it is." "You're not... You are not going to brand me, are you?" Natzy's expression stayed blank. "That's my signature." The man's eyes filled with terror as she turned toward the fire. She reached into the flames and pulled out the dagger, now glowing red-hot. "No, no, please!" he screamed. Natzy walked closer until the heat of the blade touched his skin. "So, shall we begin?" she asked softly, then raised the dagger, and then...

A sudden, freezing drop in temperature hit the back of Amora’s neck. High above, clinging to the shadows of the crumbling ceiling like a massive, skeletal spider, Katherine the Wraith materialized. Her white silk dress was completely shredded, her gray skin covered in fresh, black slime that dripped downward like liquid poison. Her completely black, ink-filled eyes locked onto Amora’s radiant, unprotected back. Xavier’s distraction in the forest had failed, or perhaps she had simply ignored him to hunt the ultimate prize.