Mr Wolf Bad Guys Book Novels & Stories

He pressed the gun more to my waist making me let out a small gasp. "I am not only a billionaire kitten. I am also a mafia leader. And this crazy mafia wants you at any cost. And it will be better if you just submit to me or I have my own ways to make you do it." I flinched when I felt his cold lips on my warm neck. I tried to move away but he wrapped his one hand on my waist and other was still pressing the gun. "And you have no idea how dangerous and cruel my ways can be. And you just got a demo of your lovely friend laying on the bed half dead." His lips brushed against my earlobe making me moved a little in disgust.

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

Edited _________________________________________ Kyle POV Waking up this morning, my wolf was very excited. He continuously kept running around, smiling and just looking happy. It was odd for him though. He wasn't the type of wolf to be 'giddy', he was always calm and collected, not really taking interest in my life unless it came to pack issues. I had asked him numerous times why he was suddenly being like this, but he'd just ignore me, going on with jumping around. I eventually gave up, shrugging.

“What are you waiting for? You’re going to get soaked.” Wondering again if one of the both of them was losing a few nuts he joined her. Matthew Wolffe. Nicknamed the Wolf. Self-made and successful. And he was running in the streets alongside a laughing nurse who caught his attention singing soulfully at a club. She was laughing as she shielded her head from the rain, dodging passersby. Before long they were in front of her apartment. She led him through the doors and up the steps to her apartment. They were both dripping wet by the time they got into the warmth of her home. She left his side and turned on the lights. A puppy with light brown fur danced around her legs.

I ask him, he had every single book around here, all genres and all kinds. "I like mafia books, want to read this one?" he ask picking one for the two of us, I nodded, taking the book from him, it's called "Monster in his eyes". "Let's begin my little mafia," I say with a smile, I took a seat o the sofa, allowing him to sit next to me, he had his legs laying over my lap, while I read the story about the mafia, about how the boss fell in love with the girl. "The Vitale are asses!" Eliot says, making me roll my eyes, sure, I love a mafia story, but reading about humans who are such a badass as Eliot put it, only made me feel pissed.

His thoughts constant wandered off to Maddie. Then he saw her smile, felt the softness of her skin when he caressed her, he heard her moan when he kissed her on the neck, he felt her drive him mad, with her caressing hands on his body. ‘A quarter for your thoughts,’ said Wolf, entering the study. ‘Or a dollar, penny?’ He tossed Raven a can of beer. ‘Important book,’ he said, nodding at the leather-bound book. When Raven still made no move to pick it up, Wolf decided it might be better to tell the story.

“I need to see my kids! Take me with you!” Beowulf’s expression hardened at my demand as he said, “You may be a werewolf, but you don’t have your wolf. You’re pretty much human, and it will be very dangerous for you to come along. The people in a mafia are very dangerous and not to be messed with. You are better off at home, waiting for me to return with them.”

Aria All my life, I always thought that if I found myself in a dangerous situation, my fight or flight instincts would kick in and I would somehow, one way or another, save myself. But the truth was, I was frozen in my place as the three wolves closed in on me. Like a mouse in a trap. Only instead of a cat, it was three enormous wolves who had cornered me. How could I have been so stupid? Forcing out an incredulous laugh, as if that would help any, I took a shaky step back as the wolves slowly began to circle me—not that I had anywhere to go, seeing as how I was surrounded.

He paused, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of understanding. “I couldn't help but laugh, I guess either I'm hearing things or I'm not the only crazy one in the room.” Zayn stepped closer, his movements deliberate and careful, as if I might bolt at any moment. “You’re a wolf,” he said, his voice steady. “You always have been. You just didn’t know it yet.” I burst out in laughter once again, sharp and bitter, verging on hysteria. “You’re insane. This is insane.”

The Leopard and Lion both ask in surprise. "Actually, just now and my butt is paining me." The werewolf said standing up on hind feet, his rainbow long tail wrapping around the young boy, who is their master, body and placing him on his shoulder, "I am here to take him home." With that he leapt to the air and was gone, ice falling around in flower forms. "Show off." The Lion said, rolling his eyes and disappeared, the Leopard was gone too. _________ "Mother, you did not drink your soup." The white-haired boy said sadly as he