Marowak Novels & Stories

I walk to the area Margot ran into, and once in a safe place, I undress and shift, letting Jasper, my wolf, take control. Jasper is a large gray wolf, his fur turning almost silver near the tips. His eyes are a piercing gray, and he is one of the fastest wolves in the pack—only Luke's wolf, Ash, is faster. Jasper is on a mission to get to his mate and takes no time at all to start his chase.

The beast huffed in offense. “He's a Griffin, more importantly to you his your Soko!” Mylan said as she watched in happiness that Soko was finally united with his daughter. “ Oh man, Lynn's grandma did they save the wrong animal on that spaceship. Soko was a lion without wings, is the water man and the wolf blind. They have seen Soko, how could they save the wrong animal. I swear they better have a way to get back to that damn ship, because I don't need grenades anymore I can make my own bombs.” Trixie said looking below trying to see if she could spot Hunter and Warlus.

The mystique power shot past Yik and dissipated behind him, leaving nothing but rumbling sounds. "Amazing!" Logan regarded Yik with intrigue. "The lord of Wolfort City gifted me this Cambrian Python. It can cleave anything and everything in the universe. Godtools have souls, and the soul of this Godtool is a mystique beast known as Cambrian Fish that can use water-type moves. Chrysopoeia Graders will be weakened against this. Armed with this Godtool and above this vast ocean, I have the advantage. Are you sure you want to fight me?"

"Okay." I think for a moment. "One: My favorite animal is the wombat." "The wombat?" Marcus asks with a startled chuckle. "Do I even know what a wombat is?" "An adorable marsupial native to Australia," I answer. "And don't interrupt." Marcus salutes, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Two: I have a birthmark in the shape of a strawberry on my right thigh." I can see Marcus's expression darken at that one – in a very hungry way. His gaze darts down to my lap before flickering up to meet my eyes again.

his words sharp and edged with disbelief. Sarai’s heart raced as she dared to peek through the keyhole. Her breath caught in her throat, her sapphire eyes widening in horror. What she saw sent a chill down her spine—Hugo standing amidst the wreckage, his sea-green eyes locked on a monstrous figure she barely recognized. It was a wolf, but not just any wolf. This one had light brown fur with a black patch across its back, its amber eyes glowing with a cruel intensity. The creature stood beside another, darker figure—Malrik—his grin wide with satisfaction.

Ability- swift swim(unlocked), battle armour(unlocked), weak armour(Unlocked) Move set - Tackle, Defense Curl, Yawn, Lick, Body Slam, Snore, Giga Impact, Take Down, Mega Kick, Belly Drum, Heavy Slam, Iron Head, Seed Bomb, Ice Punch, Water Pulse, Zen Headbutt, Thunder Punch, Fire Punch, Ice Beam, Thunder, Rock Tomb, Bulldoze, Rock Slide, Stomping Tantrum, Flame Thrower, Earthquake, Substitute Sleep Talk, Solar Beam, Hyper Beam. Ability - Immunity(unlocked), Thick Fat(unlocked), Glutonny(unlocked)

“What is it, Kim?” “Nothing,” Kim said, smoothing it flat. “Just… odd.” Her mind sprinted anyway. White dog. Full moon. Impossible heart rate. CT teeth that shouldn’t exist. “Probably a mastiff or Great Dane got out of a yard.” Tom shifted, instinctively trying to swing his legs. Pain lanced down the left. “When can I get out of here?” Kim set a steadying hand above his knee. “Not so fast, hero. Let’s check the leg.”

"Then let the challenge begin." Both men shifted at once, the transformation quick and practiced, and within seconds two wolves circled each other at the courtyard's center, one black as midnight, the other a mottled gray Marlowe had never seen before. Draven was larger than she'd expected, heavily muscled, moving with the kind of controlled aggression that spoke of years spent training specifically for combat rather than simple pack duties.

Damian's wolf was a massive, iron-gray beast with a thick, imposing build that could crush opponents with brute force. Rowan Seres Velden of the Stormrider Pack had a striking presence, with stormy blue eyes that seemed to constantly crackle with energy. His windswept blonde hair, slightly unkempt, gave him a wild appearance, while his calm demeanor contrasted the turbulent forces he commanded. The Stormrider Pack was known for their command over weather and storm elements, and Rowan's wolf, a silver-coated beast with glowing blue eyes, reflected the power of the skies-swift and unpredictable as lightning.

I couldn’t plead; there was no way I could say much more with my burst lips. I stole glances at her dragon scale armor, which shone under the sun while she took her battle stance before me. Her wolf, the three-tailed wolf, happened to be the wildest of the arrest wolves after the ghost wolf, which made her one of the strongest in the supernatural realm; I can’t fight her off. “Samantha of the Moon Hound Pack…”