Midnight Wolf Novels & Stories

Midnight was an old soul. He might be my wolf, but he had a mind of his own and if he didn’t get what he wanted. He would force a shift and do it any way. If I were to dare, try and send Brook away. Midnight would force a shift and make good on his threat. He would kill her, and I would be forced to be with Brook because of the mate bond.

Startled, I get up from the bed and move toward the window, pulling back the curtain with trembling hands. Outside, under the moonlit sky, a large black wolf stands in the clearing. Its silhouette is striking against the silver light, casting a long shadow on the grass. The wolf’s eyes glow a deep, intense blue as it lifts its head and howls again, a sound that seems to resonate with the very essence of the night.

Zayn screams that I should get behind him which I did gladly although not so sure there was much he could do to save us. I couldn't help but tremble in fear, as I thought of all the things I didn't get to do throughout my miserable life. I watched as the wolves geared forward towards us but somehow got intercepted by another larger looking pack of wolves. I tried my best to control my raging breath as intense fear overwhelmed me. There were a lot of quick movements, my eyes unable to follow and before I knew what was happening, my legs gave way. I fell loudly to the floor as my eyes slowly shut close. I could feel myself being lifted from the ground by the now familiar scent I was addicted t

It was the only way I knew how to protect him. He was the last thread tethering me to the world. If I let him get too close, I might snap and drag him into my darkness. I thought, eventually, he’d stop trying, but he didn’t. Even after months, even after seasons changed and the cold crept into my bones, Zevarion still came, always alone with something useful. Always with hope. During the full moons, my wolf would rise and hunt. She rarely spared rogues who wandered too close. The main pack knew this, they avoided the borders during the lunar peaks.

“Lawrence, I'm having a great time today,” William exclaimed as they walked home. Lawrence returned his friend's smile. “Thank you, bro,” William said solemnly, a smile on his face. He continued, “You're the best friend I've ever had.” Lawrence simply smiled once more, but he was worried about William's reaction when he learned the truth. William's 21st birthday is approaching in a matter of hours. Half-werewolves and half-humans typically shift for the first time on their 21st birthdays for boys and 18th birthdays for girls. Lawrence had been planning this for a long time, but he had no idea what else might happen until William's birthday. He simply smiles to hide his anxiety and sadness fo

I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyo

By the time the lid of the pot slid open, what came out of the pot was no longer a man but a giant wolf with fiery eyes. "Arise, the wrath of the Idol! No longer shall you be called Ironbath. Today you received a new name: Strength- the iron wolf! The strength of the 16 Idolss courses through your veins. Inside you is the power of the universe itself. You have become unstoppable. Let evil tremble at your terrible power!" the old man said to the giant wolf which stood before him. That day, the boy became more. That day he stopped being human and he received a power beyond what any other man had ever seen. That day he became a werewolf.

The sound coming from a horror film behind me battered when the thunder strike with the high volume that even the next building can be disturb. "Go to bed now," I commanded and closed the Tv. "Party pooper, the best scene was yet to come!" "I'm not sleepy!" And they started complaints, but in the end, they still follow me and eventually go to their room. I left a note besides Nate to take care of everything while I'm at work. I choosed to walked instead to use my scooter this time, the nighttime in the city is beautiful opposite from the morning, morning is a curse. I hid my hand inside the pocket of my hoodie and starts distracting myself.

still confused, she sighs and says, " There are stories in wolf kind about wolves like you others that are around that we call your brothers and sisters. It's a term of endearment is more accurate, but there are 7 of you. You are to be the strongest and most agile of this group. There are two members, a man and a woman looking for you already, and before the year is up, they will be watching you as you find your mate and unlock your amazing powers. Then, after you meet them, you will tell them that you will be meeting two more soon they are both males, and they will have power plus so much strength to add to your group. The last two will be a year from turning eighteen and unlocking their po

I asked though it was still early and I was not sure whether he reached to castle or not. Xander replied, “Yeah, within two hours, I will reach. Damien has already informed that they have found four wolves of silver moon pack so nothing to worry, love. After settling some issues, I will meet you again. Ok?” “And what about the witch spell? Is it still active?” I asked curiously. Xander replied gently, “It will stay activate for little longer. But there is nothing to worry about that. Witches are not strong enough to harm or kill a werewolf alone.” “Alright Xander. Take care.” I wished before disconnecting the phone.