Nightcrawler X Wolverine Novels & Stories

He saw a man come to the Lycan from behind and shoved a knife into her hand. The Lycan was howling in pain. When the Lycan turned back to the man, Xavier saw the Lycan clearly. He was stunned. He could not believe his eyes. 'Lu-Luna?' He thought inside his mind. He got angry at the man and immediately jumped on him. The man could not even shift before Xavier killed him. The last bunch of wolves came to them. Alice looked at Xavier. She connected her mind link with him. "Thanks, Xavier."

Chloe added. “I haven't really spoken to him,” Kayla said, which wasn't entirely a lie. They all started talking about how creepy and scary Derrick was, and Kayla took another glance at Lucas. Something hit her then, and her eyes grew wide. That scar! She remembered the nightmares she kept having. The werewolf that always chased her has a deep scar running from its eyebrows to the corner of its eyes. Just like Lucas. Kayla shook her head as she pictured the dark brown animal with deep eyes that had been trying to bite her.

Xavier closed the distance and took a seat in the empty chair beside hers, turning the swivelling seat, he looked at her directly. "Are you alright? What happened?" he asked gently, his eyes laced with concern. She gulped, "Something...I did...", she averted her eyes then resumed, "I...when they were fighting...I was so scared", her voice lowered into a whisper as she glanced back at her mate, his brows furrowing, "I...had never seen a wolf...a werewolf and this felt so real", her voice quivered, "Then Drake's wolf looked at me and Neil took...advantage and...they started fighting viciously...Neil gained an upper hand due to Drake's momentary distraction and then...I felt as if...as if somet

The crystal from Catalina's necklace vibrated, detached, floated, and flew off towards Phoenix and Blackjack prior to that event. As Phoenix observed Blackjack's pained state, the pent-up hatred accumulated over years by him and Logan overwhelmed him. Everything boiled down to this; with a roar, Logan was ready to finish Blackjack off. Suddenly, the ground shook, and a bright blue light came down from the sky, so brilliant that everyone had to shield their eyes. Soon as the light began to fade, everyone started to open their eyes every wolf who was present shifts back into their human form, so did Logan and Joseph. What happened next was beyond explanation: a woman, dressed in a long, light

He had to get his pull together, figure out who this Nightwalker is and what she really wants. How's she connected to his family? He has to find out, but first he has to make sure Xavier wasn't one step ahead of him. When he arrived at the bar, Leto was flashing a cigar, when she looked up from her table, her eyes brightened. "Xander." She puffed in the cigar, "You back in New York?" "Nightwalker." He gritted his teeth, he could almost taste his own blood, he isn't supposed to be here, he's supposed to be with Nicole, but someone just had the fucking nerve to toy with him that way.

"You cannot even control your shift yet. Your wolf is running on pure, unguided instinct. If Killian Vance or Torin gets a clean grip on you while your frequency is this volatile, they will strip your power before you know how to bite." "Then teach me how to bite right now," I snapped, twisting my arm within his grip and driving my elbow straight into his ribs. The impact sounded like a heavy club hitting solid stone. Xavier grunted, his grip loosening just enough for me to wrench myself free and scramble up the slick mud bank toward the dense tree line. A sudden, high-pitched mechanical whine cut through the dark woods from the ridge above us. A blinding sweep of a tactical searchlight tore

I blurted, my chest rising fast, up and down, mouth open. He didn't say a word, he let go of Carter and then slowly turned to face me, his brows furrowed. One of the perks of being a werewolf was night vision, and I could see every emotion in his eyes as he narrowed them, then blinked once, twice, and finally rapidly. Ronan let me go as if I had burnt him, swearing under his breath.

Marco’s POV Yet, even as I reassured Scarlett, my mind was plagued with confusion. Who could be after our unborn child? Swiftclaw, with his nefarious intentions, seemed like the obvious suspect, but Scarlett's description of the attacker didn't match what I had seen of Swiftclaw up close. I had studied his every move, searching for any distinguishing marks, and I had never noticed a black hawk tattoo on his wrist. So, who else could it be? As Scarlett's breathing steadied, I gently disentangled myself from her embrace and paced the room, my thoughts swirling in a maelstrom of uncertainty. I needed answers. I needed to understand the true extent of the threat we faced.

I tell Ward. Lifting up the hem of my shirt, I show the nurse the wound on my side that is eerily similar to Ward's. The nurse looks at the wound on my side and tuts her tongue on the roof of her mouth. "I may not be a bite expert but I would guess that the same wolf bit you both," the nurse tells us. The skin around my wound is red and angry but it has stopped oozing. I know that my lycan is still sleeping and once she wakes up she will heal my wound. I just have to be patient.

He knew the places to hide and the people who would help keep our presence a secret from the Vampire king. All of us slowed as we approached the Nightcrawler. His shadows slipped away as we finally reached him. His yellow eyes assessed each of us. The corner of his lip tipped up, revealing his unnaturally white teeth. "Well, don't you all look like shit," Drabek let out a deep chuckle before shaking his head. None of us huffed a laugh at his amusement. I quickly eyed the others seeing their unamused expressions matched my own.