Lurch Novels & Stories

It isn’t until I smell the rooting carcasses that seem to smell like a dead animal that has been hit by a car and left on the side of the road do I start moving and with the moving I catch someone’s attention, some unwanted attention. As I crawl towards Ash, I see some movement to the right of me; something is crawling out of the pile of bodies. I continue to crawl towards Ash, only faster this time, and I reach him just in time. The beast emerges from the pile of bodies and steps out into the light. I scream in horror, what kind of monster is this, its skin a deadly grey that hangs off its body, with wrinkles covering its body. Its eyes bright yellow but they have a faded tint to them. When

About twenty meters away I spot them, or more to the point I spot him. Clayton Blackridge Alpha of the Lobo Sombra pack in his huge gun metal grey wolf. Standing to his right is a brown and grey wolf slightly smaller in height and not as muscular, possibly his Beta. My wolf starts stalking towards them and even though I am protesting she wants him. As I get closer he shifts back then the other wolf turns I realise he is giving us some privacy.

Lyra Lyra sprawled on the ground, her hands scrambling against the damp earth. A sleek wild cat, the size of a german shepard, circled her. Its eyes glowed, an eerie mix of gold and green. The creature's fur blended seamlessly with local vegetation, a muted, tawny color that made it hard to see until it had been nearly on top of her. It shimmered unnaturally in the rain, shifting in ways that weren’t natural, jerking in and out of sync with reality. Scarlike markings marred its muscles, tracing pulsating, runic patterns through its fur.

His face changed, his eyes glowing an intense amber as his jaw extended into a powerful muzzle. It happened quickly, faster than Lune had expected, and soon, where Arlo had stood, a massive wolf now towered before her. He was majestic, his fur thick and dark, his eyes piercing but still carrying that same softness she knew so well. The room suddenly felt smaller with his imposing presence, but despite his size and the raw power emanating from him, Lune didn’t feel afraid.

Author’s POV Lance’s claws sank into the wheel tightly while his wolf growled viciously as he made the sharp turn into the road that led directly to the packhouse. His mind was racing and he wanted to get to his destination as soon as possible. Every time he tries to give Dame a benefit of doubt, he always disappoints him in the most unexpected way.

Before I could respond, the boat hit the shore of our island. ​The next few weeks passed in a beautiful, blurred haze. Luke didn't need his crutches anymore. He started helping my father on the farm, and to everyone's surprise, the "city boy" was actually a hard worker. He was stronger than he looked. ​One afternoon, I found him standing by the old well behind our house, staring at a small piece of metal he’d found in the dirt. ​"Everything okay?" I asked. ​"I keep having these flashes," he whispered, not looking up. "Not memories, exactly. Just sounds. Phones ringing, people arguing about percentages, the sound of a heavy glass door closing. It feels cold, Hannah. Nothing like the warmth he

Rory holds his nerve, he has the makings of a strong alpha. “She is my mate…” “Yet unmarked. I apologise my King, but Aida belongs to my pack.” Lance’s eyes go beyond red, they start to take on an unworldly black. “That will soon change…Aida get in the car!” He commands of me. “I need to remain with the Mulder convoy…” “GET…IN…THE…CAR!” He roars at me like a demon from hell itself. I can feel his strong aura being released on to me. Yet I can fight it, like I could Ricardo’s

Time is wasted enough without having to add to this trivial problem. The wolf Elder Brahma growled again, this time sending command through mind to all the wolves at once to Linda. In a flash, the nine wolves and a vampire-woman were already running at inhuman speeds. The sky was completely dark as they cut through the silence of the forest. The smaller beasts quickly moved aside before the demon wolves passed them. A few minutes later Linda and the wolf group stopped the run at an opening that was wide enough. The wolf Elder Brahma roared, then growled several times and took a few steps back. The others followed.

[Warning: Variant Infected Detected — 'LURKER' (F-Rank Mutation)] [Type: High mobility, razor claws, nocturnal ambush predator. "A mutated variant on night one?" Mira said, her eyes narrowing slightly as she analyzed the creature. "The virus really is evolving at triple speed this time around." The Lurker let out a high-pitched, ultrasonic screech that rattled the glass of nearby abandoned commuter cars. In a blur of dark motion, it launched itself off the truck cab, its claws aimed straight for her throat! Speed that would have been invisible to an ordinary human moved in near slow-motion through Mira's newly enhanced perception.

It was the *welcome* that mattered. Her wolf stirred. It wasn't the easy roll of a beast waking from sleep. It was a *lurch* — a full-body jolt that made Aurelia's vision gray at the edges. She felt the fur trying to push through her skin, the bones threatening to realign, the teeth lengthening before she choked it all back down with sheer, grinding will. Her hands were shaking. She pulled the Mercedes to the shoulder and killed the engine. The gravel crackled under the tires. Silence rushed in — the kind of thick forest silence that made human ears strain for traffic that would never come.