Novel About Alaska Novels & Stories

ALEXAKIS. I watched her till she stepped into her house, a room at the top of the house being illuminated a short while after, which told me that her room was situated up there, far away from the rest of her family. I stayed for another while, not really knowing what I was staying for or doing really, but it wasn't until the sun came up that I trotted wearily back to my motel room, glad that Angelo didn't require for his employees to be at the till afternoon. The human body was weak and although I still retained some of my wolf's abilities, things like going without sleep for a while wasn't second nature to me anymore and I found that I had to get a good rest or I'd be unproductive all day.

Who the hell told you I was going to talk about nude? " And how did you know my head of department said nude? Are you a spy? Or do you have strange abilities and talents?" " You read minds right? " Melissa asked. " So what if I do? " I asked. " Well the thing is I also do read mind. There is this saying that goes like this, in order to catch a criminal, one has to think like a criminal. So, in order to catch a werewolf, one has to think like a werewolf. Can't you see you are destined to hunt werewolves, that is why you think like them. Werewolves, have a very good ear. They can hear things to the extent of hearing what one's heart says. Werewolves are intellectual beings and so are you becau

No, no need to read the first one to understand this one, but probably some details will make sense if read in order. The other story - I am not sure if I will publish it here, but it can be found on another app - free - I.N.K.I.T.T - A pack of Rain and Pain. This story should change the name to - A Pack of Ashes and Hope - but on this app will maintain the same name. I am sorry for the delays, but the story will be completed. Have a great time everyone

“Can you imagine if the human world found out, what would happen to creatures like us? Humans are known to be far crueller than we could ever be. That is why most of these creatures hid behind fiction.” The conversation turned to the white elephant in my belly, and I told my family how I became pregnant. Most of them were furious that my grandmother never told me what I was, but they were angrier that an Alpha wolf took me prisoner. The question that ended the evening that nobody could answer was if Daniel knew, or could tell, that I was a wolf.

Rose’s Point of View After hours of flying, we finally arrived in Alaska—hundreds of kilometers away from the Blue Lagoon Pack. Everything about this place felt different, almost like stepping into another world. The crisp air hit me as soon as we left the airport, the cold wind biting against my skin. Unlike the sweltering heat back at the Blue Lagoon Pack, Alaska had a permanent chill. Even at its warmest, the temperature here never rose above sixteen degrees Celsius. I had always struggled with the heat, so I imagined I would fall in love with this place.

That job, I told her nothing good would come from that job at the strip club, how I wish I was wrong right now. Callie met Barry there and they dated for a couple of weeks and because I was in Chicago trying to get myself through a part time book keeping course and trying to work and make ends meat, I hadn’t had time to meet him before our trip to Alaska. It was a surprise when Callie called me up and said, “pack your bags, your catching a bus to me and we’re heading to Alaska together. Barry is paying an all expenses paid holiday for the two of us. I think this is it, I think he’s going to propose to me at a lodge in the mountains. I’ve just seen photos of the place, it’s gorgeous!”

Lyra — Age 8 Blackwood Pack Territory, Alaska By her eighth birthday, Lyra Blackwood knew that Alaska wore beauty and brutality like twin crowns. Jagged mountains loomed beyond the windowsill, their snow-packed peaks gleaming like sharpened ivory fangs. Endless forests of spruce and fir stretched into shadowed depths, their needles whispering secrets the wind alone could carry. Winter draped the land in ice too long, while spring arrived hesitantly, as though afraid to break the frost’s hold. Even daylight felt reluctant—pale and fleeting, as if it belonged somewhere warmer, more forgiving.

Six months have passed since we escaped hell. Life is finally beginning to feel normal. Which makes me feel terrified. I never wanted to leave Alaska where my family was from, where I was raised. But I knew I had no other choice. We had to escape to a place where wolves were almost seemed non-existing.

I turned back, my eyes still emitting danger. “Keys.” I spat. He jolted and immediately brought out the keys from his pocket, then threw them to me. Sitting inside the expensive car which seemed to have not been cleaned for months, I frowned and threw Benson, who sat in the passenger seat, a disgusted look. But I still inserted the keys in and started the car. In no time, the car was running on the road. My destination— The Alaska home. The Alaska family doesn’t live in the Northern Pack but in a city that wasn’t taken by any pack. They are involved in business and grew their wealth from farmland.

Jason talked our ears off, he had read so much about Alaska. He told us about how the landscapes will mostly be green this time of the year. The forests, meadows, and valleys are known to be lush, with wildflowers in bloom, and the mountainsides tend to be dotted with greenery as well. There will still be glaciers and snow that remain in higher elevations, so we’ll still see white caps from a distance. To me it not only sounded dreamy, it sounded romantic. I had a lot of plans for Christopher and was sure it was my best chance to win him over.