Romans & histoires Path Of The Ranger Book Series

*** Wild Wolves Gang Ryley Shine (the alpha's son) Zander Brown (the Beta's son) Wendy Yeoman Clarke Hazel (Former member and Ryley's ex-girlfriend) Tbc. (There are a lot of things that come from book 1, so it's recommended to read it before you begin this journey. A lot of flashback segments are going to appear that have to deal with the first book, that's why I would suggest you pick up the first book first. And I hope you liked this chapter. Thanks for reading and don't forget to comment and give five stars please.)

Short chapter I know 😩😩 Just had to put this up Finally we're done with sin My longest book so far The Walker series has come to an end You can read them as a stand alone In the following order for better entertainment Faded (Walker series book 1) Tony's Book Running (Walker series book 2) Alex's Book Fallen Angel (Walker series book 3) Rhys's Book Possession (Walker series book 4) Ethan's Book Sin (Walker series book 5) Tristan's Book Thank you all for reading and voting my books I love y'all 🤩🤩

"Should our paths cross again, do not mistake our kindness for weakness. The forest is a dangerous place, and we are its guardians." Rogan nodded once more, understanding the unspoken message. With the pack leader's assurance, the group of werewolves parted, allowing Rogan to continue his journey through the darkened woods. Though he carried the physical scars of the encounter, he also carried a newfound abilities he isn't aware of.

Raven’s point of view. After the first sunrise, I bid farewell to Ryker and Blaise and embarked on a journey to Fenrir’s territory. Seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours. Soon I approached the border of Alpha Fenrir’s territory. I saw a wolf, walking along the border and my heart jumped to my throat. Taking a deep breath, I gathered my thoughts and maintained my composure, I held my head high and I approached the wolf with my heart pounding in my chest.

Reese added dryly. “I liked the comic,” I said, nudging Forrest. “The one with the forest that bites back.” He looked pleased. “That’s the beta sketch. The working title is Rooted Rage: Rise of the Pines.” Makayla, beside me, reached for my hand under the table. Her fingers found mine and stayed there—gentle, present. I glanced at her, and she wasn’t smiling exactly, but there was something softer in her eyes. Something lighter than I’d seen in days.

He smiled and turned to look at the driver in front of him. "How much longer is it going to take Blaze? " He sounded like he was uncomfortable. I guess he isn't used to riding in cars but why did he have to come to Cresentvale? Onyx Pack was a bit far from Cresentvale, from what I've heard, it would take about a day to go through the normal route but if you're going to take a shortcut you'll have to pass through the R forest. The R forest was known to be occupied by rouges and was considered dangerous. Most werewolves do not make it out alive after passing through the R forest except extremely powerful people, even if they make it out they would have severe injuries that would deter their he

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

Thick red angry scar tissue covered the left side, a few angry red veins moving from the middle. Whatever was there had to have been removed by force. It looked fresh but well-healed. Sighing, I looked into the direction we were going. Ahead were twelve large stones. Shocked, I gazed at the ice-covered peaks. "The Twelve Apostles?" That meant we had to be close to Toban's Kingdom, and if we were close that meant Aurora was here too. Clenching my fists, I felt Torren open his mind to me. Be patient, rider. We will find her.

He has to get to his child. We can push the door open far enough for me to slip into the opening. It is handy to be small sometimes. I enter the room, seeing the cause of the obstruction is a bookshelf. It must have tipped and lodged itself against the door during the earthquake. I tip the bookshelf back against the wall, letting Brixtius have access to the room. A room with furniture strewn all over the place. "Eurydice!" I yell out, hearing her cries from under a fallen dresser. Brixtius moves with speed and lifts the wooden furniture like it weighs nothing.

happy with his new weapon. The long branches were strong. The dagger was firmly attached to the point. He now felt ready to do almost anything. He thought he liked this place better and looked at the fir trees lining the side of the road. The forest seemed endless, but it was warmer and now well below the barren ridge above the trees. A stream that carries meltwater and rain from the peaks. Chirping and chirping birds and small animal tracks were everywhere. Now he at least knew he wouldn't die of hunger or thirst. He climbed a tree, found the egg and sucked its contents through a small hole in the top. The stream was cool and refreshing and had something it wanted to carry. Ragnar thought