Lone Wanderer Novels & Stories

Just the knowledge that every step takes me farther from anyone who might still care enough to follow. Raven Winterstar steps onto the plains alone. Behind her, the woods hold their silence. Ahead, the horizon waits—empty, endless, and hers to claim.

They were more vulnerable than any wolf and vulnerability is something I, Trent, could never afford. I needed another plan and I was right on it. The night was cold but the sting of the cold night was all I needed to jolt to my senses and come up with a plan I walked for three nights across forests, and swamps. My knees and hands scraped by branches and my cloth torn at the edges as I waddled across. I was on a mission to seek out rogues-- ragged rogues, outcasts wolves, wolves broken by a war, death, or grief, exiles in hiding and stranded wanderers.

Waking up with Lara in my arms was an amazing feeling. She’s curled close to my right side with her right knee resting on my lower abdomen. Not wanting to disturb her, I take myself back to last night. Last night was very unexpected. I didn’t expect to meet her two sons and their friends. I’m not against meeting new people, nor do I get uncomfortable like Lara. Even though I haven’t been with Lara long, I was hoping she and I would progress in the direction of meeting family. I wonder what part Sean has in her life because it looked like there is something more to their friendship. Whatever it may be, I will be in Lara’s life for as long as she allows me to be in it. A thought is te

I said while standing up, dusting my body. "Thank you," she smiled. "A thick werewolf huh, I guess you are from the El Salvador pack right?" "No, I'm Ladurgal, the El Salvador has longer hair" "Okay, okay, my bad. It's nice to meet you..." I reached my hands to shake her, in a way of asking for her name. "Aveo, you can call me Aveo." "Okay Aveo, I am..." She cut me off before I could say anything,

****ZENDAYA***** It was late in evening and I was sitting on a tree trunk where I normally sit and rest whenever I wanted to be alone without any disturbances. The tree was tall and had broad leaves which made it difficult for anyone to see me whenever I'm on it. I stared down from the tree top looking at the pack members who were roaming about doing one thing or the other. "Where could that dirty girl called Zendaya be?" I heard a guard mutter from under the tree looking around in search of me. I made sure I covered the branches of the leave well to hide me.

Luna Abby and Alpha Damien walked out of the castle, with two Lycan warriors and two dragon warriors. Waiting for them to return was sheer torture. I was worried beyond belief until they walked through the door. When I finally heard Luna Abby’s voice before she walked into the sitting room. I sighed in relief, “How did it go?” She shook her head, “The dude is nuts. His wolf says his first mate rejected him because he’s an asshole, and he never changed. He never got a second chance mate either. He’s looking for Tanis, because he felt her power. He does not care that she is a child, and he does not care that she is a dragon. Now that he can’t feel her power, he’s trying to find a way to look f

- ISOBEL- I'm locked up in a room. There is no one and nothing for me to converse with for I do not know where my phone is. I also don't know if it's right to wander around someone else's house without his consent. I sigh, pacing around this room. This is so frustrating and unfair. It's certainly not how I pictured being in his house would be like. I fall in the bed, assuming a sitting position. He's not even here. That asshole left me alone unbothered in his home. I could be a thief!

the lone wolf spoke, its eyes reflecting an understanding beyond words. Samantha, feeling a mixture of excitement and trepidation, responded, "It's time to discover my own story, away from the confines of the past." The lone wolf nodded, acknowledging the courage in her words. As they continued their journey, the moon overhead seemed to illuminate the way, casting a silvery glow on the uncharted road ahead. Yet, in the distance, another howl joined the nocturnal symphony, a poignant reminder of the world left behind. Samantha couldn't ignore the tinge of uncertainty that lingered in her heart.

The wanderer and I traversed the astral expanse, our connection deepening with each celestial stride. Amidst the astral blossoms, a haunting melody enveloped us—a symphony of memories and forgotten echoes. The wanderer's gaze met mine, an unspoken understanding passing between us. "The astral echoes reveal fragments of our intertwined pasts," he murmured, his voice a harmonic resonance in the cosmic expanse. As we delved deeper into the astral labyrinth, the celestial blooms whispered secrets, hinting at a cosmic history written in stardust.

“You’re not lying. Then why was the human interested in her?” “They were old friends,” he simply told him. “He didn’t take no for an answer.” Lucifer shook his head. Lowered his sword to the growed, as he looked to be in thought. “How did she set all those souls out of the graveyard?” “She is a Spirit Walker,” he answered. Lucifer whistled, “Damn, I wasn’t going to win. Was I?” With a final look around. He turned at his hips and he was gone. In puff of smoke.