Kyou Kara Maou Wolfram Novels & Stories

Damian froze, his pupils contracting, the color draining from his face in an instant. "Impossible! There's been a mistake—she's my mate! Mother—why didn't anyone tell me?" "Mother didn't hide it from you. She just didn't get the chance." Titus let out a cold laugh, his tone soft but every word a blade. "Tiffany made her choice three days ago. She's my mate now. Whose wolf do you think she belongs to?"

My brother Quill learned from our father because he came to the South yearly, but these wolves had never been allowed to learn. When I saw them running up to the packhouse, I could not help myself. I raced toward them. Cade shouted over the link. "Kaya, you should not be running." I ignored him and continued running, practically tackling my friends as they approached me. It was Kimi, Saka, and Len. We all hugged one another. They connected me over mind link speaking in our native language. "Kaya, you are alive," Kimi said. "Of course I am," Len added. "I heard you took on an Alpha; must have been a weakling to be beaten by you." "What are you saying? I am a weak fighter." He laughed, and I s

Klara When the front door opened almost silently, she smiled, thinking Jake had forgotten something. The footsteps weren’t quite right, and she walked out of the kitchen. The man in front of her wore a skeleton mask over the bottom half of his face. Before she had time to scream, his hand covered her mouth and he’d physically lifted her from the floor. She bucked and kicked, but the low chuckle in her ear as she fought with everything she had, chilled the blood in her veins.

ALVA The sound of the car engine roused me from my half-sleep as Nikolas pulled up in front of me. That was what I got for insisting I made breakfast for all three of us despite staying up super late the night before and playing a game of 'we aren't really strangers' with Nikolas. For me, it was some sort of escapism. When Nikolas got through to me, it always felt like I was betraying Charis' memory. At the same time, it felt wrong to continue to judge Klaus by actions he committed in the past when it was crystal clear he wasn't that sort of person anymore. I patted an equally sleepy Samuel and carried him in my arms. He had an appointment today, and while I wanted to follow him, I had schoo

For now, no one should see that the person running the Marcille Faction was not Wolfram. “She’s pretty. It’s good that she’s too old for your little brother, or else she would be swept away as well.” The director almost snorted. “Is Xavier really serious about marrying that celebrity?” Wolfram didn’t want to gossip with anyone, not even against his brothers. He just shrugged his shoulders. “Don’t ask me. I have no answers for you. If you’re done, you should go back to your work, director.” The director didn’t take it against him. He knew that Wolfram was the least talkative and sensitive among the brothers. He just wished to be useful enough for Yuri Colton to save when Marcille Faction fall

His supernatural side only cares about one wolf, his mate, and he will not submit to human greed by dying. Maia roars in pain, her black eyes blazing with fury. She charges at Charon, teeth bared, aiming to sink her fangs into his neck. But Charon is quick and agile, leaping over Maia's back and landing behind her. He sinks his teeth into her hind leg, eliciting another roar of agony from Maia. Charon tries to beg his wolf and make him understand that he doesn't want to hurt Maia, but he has no power of mind control in this form—his wolf is in charge.

Understand? I nodded and looked into the distance. Sorry, I rarely thought about it. I wondered why we lived like this. It’s just that a little girl wants her mother to hug her at least sometimes, but approve of her actions and undertakings. My mom was different. Not like you. But you're right, I understand that a childish resentment just speaks in me. - Come here, - Martha hugged me again, - Remember, you said that I smell like autumn? So the smell of a werewolf is individual for everyone.

Girl meets boy. The boy turns into a creep. The girl is saved by a handsome stranger... The handsome stranger turns out to be a werewolf... Violet Duffy's summer turns into a nightmare when she is attacked by the seemingly sweet boy she meets on vacation. Luckily for her, Toby Wolfe was there to save her. Over the following weeks, Violet and Toby form a close friendship, and soon, the unavoidable happens; feelings develop. Unfortunately, Toby already has a girlfriend and a deep, dark secret that Violet can never know about...

“Bring Maika to me. No guards. No titles. Just her and I. If she remembers everything… I owe her the truth.” Marcus nodded and turned to leave. As the door closed behind him, Valus whispered into the empty hall: “You are not just Maika… you were Aster. And you bore the child of two bloodlines never meant to cross. Gods help us all.” The moonlight spilled gently over the ancient library nestled deep within the heart of the vampire kingdom. Its scent was a mix of old parchment, ink, and something faintly floral—perhaps the lavender oil still used to preserve some of the oldest scrolls. Maika stood before a towering bookshelf, her fingers trembling as they hovered above an aged leather-bound jo