Novel About Alaska Novels & Stories

With a roar, the car came to life and we were off to the snow-covered road. Turned out we were somewhere deep in northern Alaska. Hence the snow and cold. But it was doing little to subdue the heat rising in the confined space of the car. It was seething, scorching, sending us in a lascivious trance. As if all these months of wait crammed inside became too much, and it finally burst, consuming us whole.

The Alaskan coast appeared on the horizon after three weeks at sea. The water grew colder, the sky grew darker, and the days grew shorter. Elif had never experienced a northern winter before. The darkness pressed against her, heavy and suffocating, making her feel small and insignificant. But the Alaskans who met them at the dock did not seem bothered by the lack of sun. They moved through the twilight with easy confidence, their faces weathered by generations of surviving in this harsh land. Nukka was waiting for them on the shore, her silver hair bright against the gray sky. She embraced Elif warmly, then stepped back to look at Nisan.

The cold air contrasted with my sad emotions when we finally touched Alaska. Assisted by my parents, I exited the jet and entered a waiting car. As we drove, I reflected on my rebellious past—leaving home at eighteen to chase a modeling dream that never panned out, which led me to work as a cashier in a cafe where I met Kellan. My parents disapproved of our union, given Kellan's financial standing back then. But my mother’s recent battle with cancer mended our broken relationship. Returning to Alaska brought a whirlwind of emotions, especially for a place I had once turned my back on.

He smiled at her good-naturedly to indicate that it was fine. “I don’t think I have the right idea of normal, but I was alright. We lived up north, closer to the pole. Outside of Fairbanks Alaska. Wicked cold, but there are a few packs that trade and work in the town and base there. I had some contacts, and I was used to it by then. I moved down here to Oregon when I was 15 or 16? There was more work, and I was tired of the dark” Jane just stared at him, transfixed she loved listening to him speak. He was calm, factual and unbothered by his own narrative. There was no way she would have been that calm and collected talking about the past.

Willow loved it because it was a small table and chairs tucked into its own corner, surrounded by high backed walls on both sides. She had felt bad for lying to her grandmother earlier. She wasn't here to get a new book but rather read the one Loriann had given her. The leather diary had been burning a hole in her bag for days now. Gently, she placed the book on the table in front of her and stared at it, as if it would burst into flames at the first touch. Opening the cover, she began to read, devouring the history of the Red Hoods and one Weyland Brochade in particular.

/ I commanded gently, not wanting to get worked up. /"Oh c'mon! This is freaking hilarious. The alpha's clueless mate unintentionally makes the alpha her pet."/ /"It sounds like the beginnings of an entertaining romance novel,"/ Yuri piped in. /"Okay. Goodbye now."/ I closed my mind off from them, not needing this now. I didn't want to get frustrated and unintentionally growl, scaring Yen. My pack mates could still reach me if they needed, it would just take a bit more effort. That's how wolf pack bonds worked.

Akira We arrive at the forest where the meetings take place, all the werewolves are already scattered throughout the large forest, they see me and bow their heads in reverence, my Alissa remains quietly at my side, but after today she will be seen as their companion and Alpha . We go further and I see a deer being roasted in a small fire, I sit on the log and put Alissa sitting on my legs, she looks around with fascination, I kiss her neck earning some looks in our direction.

I pulled myself up onto the flat surface of the island, and immediately felt my resolve buckle. The sources of light I had seen were bodies. Lifeless charred shapes of men still on fire. I fought back the urge to vomit. I just had to hope that one of them wasn’t Jack. A new burst of fire surged from the sky and I looked at where it was being directed. My heart stopped as I caught sight of the flaxen coloured wolf darting out of the way. It was Danny.

As much as I disliked being here, it was going to be difficult to go back to my twin-sized bed at home. As I readjusted myself in the bed, my fingers brushed the paperback novel that I’d been reading most recently. It was an old favorite of mine, about an Omega that was kidnapped by a dashing Alpha pirate. Through a lot of wacky adventures and quite a few orgies, they fell in love. If I got my flashlight, maybe I could read through my favorite sex scene and go to sleep daydreaming about…

“You shouldn’t be this far east. You should have sent warriors in your stead for this… meeting of the Alphas to discuss the rogue situation.” “Atchetka, son, you still yearn for the approval that only your father can bestow but the time has come for you to forge your own destiny. The pack of Shaconage thrives, but it is time for a new branch, a westward expansion. Wyoming calls to you, Atchetka, a land of vast plains and untamed spirit, mirroring the strength within you." “Did you come here to tell me that?” I ask, unable to move past the shock of seeing him after so much time apart.