Nightowl Companion Novels & Stories

Except, Rain being Rowan’s biological father made things complicated. “Oddly, he is showing more vampire traits than wolf,” I muttered one night while sitting around the living room with my mates. “Gemma has shifted into a wolf many times—including yesterday when she chased around a stray cat from inside the house.” Rain laughed. “Gottta love that kid.” “Rain,” Matt muttered, giving him a look. “Now is not the time.” I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to calm myself. No, no need to get myself upset. Rain wasn’t trying to piss me off. He was just very good at it.

In slow sensual movements, we edge our way towards a rapturous crescendo as the sunlight crests the buildings of the city outside and steams through my windows, then we fall asleep in a satiated tangle of limbs. I wake up to a loud buzzing and check the camera. It’s that special detective who handles BPD’s supernatural cases, Tabitha. I press the intercom button. “I’ll be down in a moment. I’m just waking up,” I tell her, honestly. Looking at my mates in the sleepy haze as they both stir. They are so beautiful, the pair of them. Now, if I can just get past my mistrust of wolves so that the other two can join us, we will be a perfect, albeit non-traditional family.

There was no sadness on William's face even though he had not found his eyes. "I thank you for coming. today, at this time I am relieved to have found the Luna. The wolf in white hair will be my companion. Whoever you are here or out there. welcome the arrival of Luna with blue-eyed iris," shouted Noah, raising his hand. Suddenly everyone present at the party howled. Somehow that howl made me feel appreciated. In the distance, Johan embraced Eliz while enjoying me, while I didn't see Kayla and Nessa.

The room was quiet except for the soft rustle of leaves outside the window and the steady rhythm of Evelyn’s breathing. She sat cross-legged on the floor, her eyes closed, mind reaching inward. The world around her faded, replaced by a vast, shifting landscape of shadows and light, to the realm where her wolf, Naviah, dwelled inside of her. A low, resonant growl vibrated through her chest, warm and ancient. Naviah’s presence filled the space, a wild, powerful force with a voice that echoed in the depths of Evelyn’s soul. This was no ordinary companion, but a spirit born of primal power and eternal struggle.

I murmured to myself, already aware of the bugs buzzing in my ear. Nevertheless, I almost jumped when someone spoke in my ear. "It seems you have plenty of time for stargazing tonight?" I swiftly turned my head and heard a lively voice from behind me. I saw Amoux's cousin and, if I remember correctly, Amoux referred to him as Damon. Even in the dim light, the outline of his body was visible to my eyes. This is the first time I've been taken aback by another man's physique. Amoux is the only body I often dream about.

The voice at the other side of the door called out. Gabs sighed, standing up to open the door and see what her children needed this time around. ***** Oliver had glanced at his watch over ten times in two minutes that morning. The previous night, he had been unable to sleep, as he was drawn into a sort of conversation in his mind with his wolf. His wolf needed excitement, and also desired to go on a mission out of town. The desire had been so much that he had to send a text message to his friends – barring Taylor and his girlfriend Eleanor, as the vision he saw still ran through his mind in his nightmares and whenever he laid eyes on them – that he would need help getting out of school the n

“It might mean I miss out on a potentially awesome friendship, but this is what I’ve dedicated my life to, in service to the pack.” “And I appreciate it.” I slap my hand on my knee and stand, saying, “Well, I’ll let you get back to work.” “I thought I’d do a quick sweep of the rest of the house,” she says, all business. “You’re staying in here, for now?” “I am.” I gesture over my shoulder toward the bedroom. “Owen is taking a royal nap. If anything happened, he’d be awake in two seconds.” “He’d need to be awake a second before it happened,” Xiao says, then blanches. “Sorry. Bad professional habit.”

Only during the full moon will he awaken. Chase wondered what was wrong with his wolf. That rubbish was an Omega. An Omega, for heaven's sake! What business has he got with her? He hissed in disapproval and sank himself into the bath water.

But, as if a switch had been flicked, the scene burst into chaos as howls began to echo off the wall of trees and building behind them until an evocative chorus rose up, becoming louder and louder. If anyone ever asked Lucas to explain what he had witnessed that night, he would admit he had no words for it. Where once human bodies lay wrestling with the throws of their first shift, were now wolves with their thick coats gleaming in the ethereal light of the moon. And in the middle of it all stood Hecate, her blue and gold eyes never leaving Lucas even as her friends crowded her with excited nuzzling and licks of affection. What are you, Chloe? Lucas found himself asking for what felt like th

A combination of witch, wolf and lycan. Movement catches my eye. On the floor near my mother lies a small pouch, identical to the ones the doctor used for my "pregnancy supplements." As I pick it up, dried herbs spill out, and with them, a note in the doctor's handwriting: "Phase one complete. The true Luna rises."