Noble Wolf Vodka Novels & Stories

“To the wolf who will always be someone to look up to and someone to strive to be like. We drink to you, my dear girl.” The Alpha King uncorked his bottle and took a swig from the bottle. As did everyone else. I smiled down at the 17 year Hibiki Japanese Whiskey. It was my favorite and something I had joked about with Aelia while she was serving some of her top shelf whiskey. Nate next to me had some Don Julio 1942. Noah cursed next to me and I looked at his bottle. Finn was trying not to laugh but was struggling. His bottle was of Monte Alban Mezcal. A tequila that was known for having a worm in it. Finally, Finn couldn’t hold it in and he snorted. I looked behind and Charles was also laugh

She set it down carefully, the faint metallic clink betraying its contents. “From Dreven,” she said simply. I untied the pouch and tipped its contents into my palm. Three small glass vials, each filled with a swirling silver liquid, glimmered in the light. My heart skipped. “Where did he—?” “Does it matter?” Nika cut in. “It’s what you need.” My fingers tightened around the vials. It was Wolfbane, though mixed in a way that wasn’t lethal in small amounts. But in a large enough dose, it was potent enough to weaken an Alpha for hours. I could almost feel the tide turning in my favor.

I took a deep breath and continued, “But I do have one favor to ask. Can I please have some wolfsbane?” She looked back up, meeting my eyes, studying me, and cocking her head to the side. While she was human, Hugo told me that she knew about our kind. He and my mom were not the only werewolves she employed. “What do you need wolfsbane for?” “It’s personal.” I wasn’t telling her shit. “What form do you want it in?” “What forms does it come in?” “The two most common are dehydrated and a concentrated liquid—usually we sell the liquid form in darts.”

Fantastic and the wooden counter. Black seemed to be able to cover his soulmate entirely by his physical presence and to hide her this way of the indiscrete glances. He brought his face to her neck and took a deep breath. His wolf had been howling in his mind the moment she had walked away, and he had not bothered to apologize to his hosts. "A Glenlivet,18 Years, Single Malt, Whiskey...no ice." Bianca could feel chills run down her skin where his breath caressed her.

He takes another gulp for emphasis. But still weary, I push on. “So, you can drink a bottle of it and not get drunk?” “Well..yeah.” He adds. “It's not a werewolf created. You can get drunk on it, but I can't. It has no wolverine in it.” “What's that?” “It's like what humans call alcohol. Ours is called wolverine. And trust me, it's really strong.” Then, I remember what he said earlier, “why can't I drink it?”

Alpha Altan, ignoring Vladimir's words, looked at Zeta Eli in surprise at his question because, as far as he could remember, he hadn't mentioned it in front of anyone. Howl Wolf Vladimir has black hair and hazel brown eyes. His eyes are the most striking feature: golden irises, flecks of hazel brown embedded in his pupils. His nose is also very prominent, as are his chin and jawline - His wolf persona was a gift to him from the Goddess. "Your body smells like a vampire," he said, pouring some green-colored liquid into a bowl which the Alpha Altan finished in one breath. Today, I feel very strange about that dickhead," Alpha Altan said as he placed the cup back on the table.

It will be quick and clean, she won’t know what hit her, but we need the cage up and running to get her into it immediately. The Alpha Wolf stepped forward. He was called Nikolai, a Russian cousin of StarWolf, as there had been no one else to take on the Leadership of the Pack. He was six feet five with ice blonde hair and eyes so blue it made the female wolves sway with hunger for him. he was gorgeous, and it was not only the She-Wolves who wanted him.

“To send a message to the vamps that hides out in Rochester: follow her over fry. After Dola I’ve reached my tolerance level when if comes to monarchies: So I dug up all the ammo I could get & went to blood stock to save your sorry ass.” Vandel offered Scott the flash. “Too young to drink.” Scott said. “Wise up vampwolf if. It’s O Positive blood. The good stuff.” “Thanks.” The vampwolf took a sip from the flask. “Figure you could use a swig considering what you’ll have to do your sis.” “What are you talking about?” Nadia asked. “You would think it was oblivious, Witch. “ Golith asked. The only way to stop the vampwolf bitch is for this vampwolf to kill her.”

I had hope that it wouldn't just happen now. But like every other year, at this point I would wish that my name wasn't my name. I would wish that I wasn't Allison Bush, the last air of the Bush who actually is the only one that turns into a full wolf on a full moon. I was trying to run from that and some other things.. But then again, you can't run away from yourself!!

She let herself down and allowed the spirit to go into her. She groaned as she changed Into a huge wolf, the size of a lion. It was strange, for a newly formed wolf to be as big as she was. Something was behind it and the answer wasn't far-fetched. She was a mixed breed... Daughter of a werewolf and a witch. She's a were a witch. A rare breed, born once in a century.