Kamen Rider Wolf Novels & Stories

I laughed as he jumped at me again, and I grabbed him by his leg and tossed him to the ground. "I remember this one time, the two of you decided that you wanted to beat on this one pack wolf. See, he was weak at the time because his wolf had tucked themselves away. What you didn't expect after you tossed him from that cliff and down into the gorge, was for him to come back to life." I moved toward the wolf, aware of another coming up behind me. While the murderer before me was climbing to his feet, I quickly spun around and snapped the neck of the other wolf who had just joined us.

"Brett, track that son of a bitch down, but don't kill him. I'll do that! But you find him and bring him back to the compound." Brett looked at Cole and merely nodded. He motioned to the twins and they began planning their search. Brett wouldn't give up til he had him! He owed Karen AND Cole that. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Karen was standing in a meadow, her hair flying around her head in the wind. She looked down when she felt something brush against her fingers and saw the most beautiful dark brown wolf she had ever seen in her life. He had gorgeous green eyes. And he was friendly. She started gently petting his nose, stroking over his head. The wolf rubbed against her naked legs. His fur

Reluctantly I put my hand on Clayton’s shoulder to get his attention. Clayton turned around to meet my eyes. For those who hadn’t seen him angry before I had to admit it was a terrible sight. His rage filled eyes were a dark blood red colour. His inch and a half long fangs, that usually weren’t there, had grown in response to the emotionally charged situation. When he noticed it was me his eyes softened slightly. Alpha Clayton had both werewolf and vampire blood so his inner beast was a hybrid. So when he got pissed enough his wolf/ vampire would surface. As a result Alpha Clayton’s wolf Xavier was a bit different than most wolves. He was much more cruel.

‘I wouldn’t mind riding his wolf as well,’ Nomea said in my mind, and my cheeks burned even hotter. “You can ride me,” he said. Gosh, his words weren’t doing me any good. “Thanks,” I muttered. The sound of bones cracking filled the air, and the one hunky man in front of me turned into a big, black wolf with a white spot by its tail. My breath hitched as I stared at the majestic wolf. Nomea was going crazy inside my mind, also wanting to come out. Thankfully, I managed to push her down as I mounted on Wyatt’s wolf.

"Don't let them-" The lead wolf lunges. I shove Eden aside, but the wolf's teeth sink into my shoulder instead. Agony erupts, cold and electric, as starlight floods my veins. The wolf recoils, snarling. *"Not *you*. The *boy*."* Eden throws a stone. It passes through the wolf like smoke. "Fight me yourself!" *"Gladly."* The wolf's form solidifies-a man with the First Wolf's face, his body sheathed in starlight armor. He backhands Eden into the wall. Bones crack.

Unbeknownst to them, a lone wolf had been silently stalking their every move, consumed by an unyielding obsession. With every step Kara took, her silver fur glimmering ethereally in the moonlight, the obsession within the eyes of this mysterious wolf grew fiercer. His name was Aric, a reclusive and enigmatic member of the silver moon Pack. For years, he had harbored a secret infatuation with Kara, the way her grace and strength seemed to dance hand in hand. And now, witnessing her connection with Ryder had ignited an uncontrollable jealousy within him.

Z saw in the hologram how horrifying the wolves were, how a few drops of their saliva sizzled to a Wielder’s skin, and how Henmulga couldn’t defeat it, as she’d been reduced to running away. In the final slide, the wolf’s prominent feature had been shown again. Unlike the normal ones, it has a furry body that’s inflamed with blue energy, dancing gracefully from its feet, all the way to its wide-set toxic eyes. The class then ended with Ms. Marietta's note that even a wolf's bark was fatal, for it alone could render the Wielder immobile. Z had been awoken when her head banged against the table. She shook her head, trying to fight drowsiness; however, the more she resisted, the more the whispe

Kamari and the wolf were thrown back to the ground. Where Morana once stood, there was only a black ash mark on the ground. I ran toward the two lying on the ground. I Laid my hands on them both to assess if there was anything to heal when both girl and wolf opened their eyes together and looked up. Kamari sat up first, holding her head, before looking at the wolf, staring at the dark mark on the floor. A light covered the wolf for an instant before a young witch appeared where the wolf once was; she had tears in her eyes.

But after their lord have been slain by Vanguard armies, they captured the wolves and planted a seed on them that made them to be obeying Gerald's word, so the wolves have not been in their right eyes all this while. And thanks to psyraid, that's what psyraid helped them accomplishes by wiping off the entire mixtures planted in their body, and the work was done time they got slain by Ike and Chike So now, the wolves actually belong to Kamdi and Kambi, but they were never aware of it. And like it was described above, each color of each wolf well represents the character of both of them. Kamdiri is a sure owner of the black one, it has exactly his character, there is no difference between them

Mark asks Marcella and Wesley. They shake their heads as Kimberly comes from behind the tree. She is a Himalayan wolf, with a sleek body and thick fur. Her face is perfectly sympathetic and her eyes glow blue. “Wow!” Wesley says. “Everyone, this is Kimberly,” Trent smiles. Mark, Trent, Wesley and I drop out shorts and shift. Mark is a brown Beta wolf. Trent is the smallest of the males but bigger than Kimberly. Aires and Dexter stand shoulder to shoulder, both Black. Dexter has brown eyes, Aries and Fran have green glowing eyes.