Pulp Fiction Wolf Car Novels & Stories

I spoke with a flat tone and watched the colour drain from his face and fear take over. “Kill him.” He shouted as he shifted into a muddy coloured brown wolf. One that was no match for my own. I ran straight for him, shifting mid air into Khaos' huge black wolf. One of the other wolves came at me from the side as Jack went in for my throat. Both were nothing, as I kicked my back legs out at the unknown rogue and heard the snapping of bones as I shattered his jaw. Followed by his yelp of pain. Jack, seeing that he wasn't going to get my throat veered left and jumped onto my back, sinking his teeth into my shoulder.

— I quipped, it was necessary to play for time somehow. “No,” he answered curtly. “I have an offer for your master,” I decided to bluff. “Do you think he would talk to someone like you?” He curled his lips into a wicked grin. “I think so.” I lit a flame in my palm. The driver was surprised by my action and took a step away from me. “Gifted she-wolf,” a gray-haired man got out of the same car. “A strong-blooded sorceress and a she-wolf. It is a pity that you are already used, so I would have sold much more expensive ...

He did not fight against two werewolves. I took a breath. The she-wolf did not stand firmly: her side was bleeding, and she taught on one paw. The wolf came up to me and pushed his muzzle on the shoulder. Get up. I looked at him, trying to determine in animal form who it was. Hope it's Luke. And if not, I hope that everything will be all right with him. Just now I looked at my hand. She was still in place, but any movement brought hellish pain. The pain raised bile in my throat. I was not able to fulfill the wolf's demand immediately. With my other hand, leaning on the ground, I slowly, very slowly, got up. To reduce the movement of the injured arm, I pressed it to me, fixing it against my c

said Zoe, opening the car door, which had just beeped after Wolf pressed the remote on the key. Wolf had prepared the car and rented it while they were there, so he could take it anywhere freely. Wolf, who had also entered the car and started the engine, produced a ripple of laughter and shook his head. "I still can't believe it. How could you think of me as a pimp?"

Alpha Alvaro maneuvered his sleek black SUV through the winding path, the hum of the engine was the only sound accompanying him, considering he was alone in the roads. His mind wandered through the thoughts of Ximena as he drove gently. The air somehow felt off and he sighed, still focused on the road. Suddenly, his eyes caught a dark smuggish object laid across the road ahead. Slowing down, he brought the vehicle to a halt and stepped out, his senses were on high alert. As he approached, he could sense the atmosphere increasing in tension and staring at the lifeless carcass on the ground, moulded with blood that's dripping nonstop, only made matters worse. He didn't panic and moved cl

Then he vanishes. When Finn lands on four legs instead of two, he does not utter a sound. The others flinch, their eyes wild, as he rips into a black wolf. Finn emerges from the dead wolf's body a quarter of a second later, his white fur covered in blood. The stillness is broken by seven booms. My wolf howls and my ears scream. How in the world am I supposed to forget the sound that monstrous gun makes? Smoke shoots from seven cars' engines, setting off alarms that screech.

I found a wounded giant wolf. After the world ended, I treated him as my strongest fighter and a living source of warmth, curling against him to sleep every night. Later, once he healed, he turned into a man and warned me with a savage look, "I'm the Alpha of a werewolf pack. I have responsibilities to my people. Don't think you can make me stay." And with that, he left. I pulled my ragged blanket tighter, confused. What was he talking about? I had been keeping him as a dog the whole time. What did his responsibilities have to do with me? Later, I rescued a foolish husky from a pile of zombies. When I led him back to my crumbling shelter, I found the heir to the werewolf pack crouched at my

It kept looking at me with blue green eyes that were a contrast of mine. I noticed it had silver like white fur which was very rare. It had a lightning streak at the side of its body. Walking around and around me like a predator hunting and stalking its prey. I took on a defensive stance,ready for when it pounced. But the wolf looked at me for a few more seconds and opened its mouth to speak. The voice I heard speaking shocked me so much that I didn't hear what she said the first time. “It's time to wake up, Your Highness,” the wolf said to me.

Will this ever end? He seemed to be the Beta, sweating profusely and in a heated argument with Lykoan while the others attended to the wounded. To my horror, I heard a growling behind me. A cold shiver trickled down my spine as the car jerked with denting sounds. I turned sideways to behold the large black wolf on top of the Porsche giving me an intense, malevolent look. It’s an Alpha.

I had more room back there and I stayed on the floor like he directed me too. Alpha Connor’s claws then extended from his fingers and he swiped at the paw inside my window and he took a big lot of flesh out of the other wolf. It yelped and pulled it’s paw out of the car, but it didn’t get off of the car. He was still swurving and trying to get the wolf off and away from us but that wasn’t working. So he slammed on the brakes and the wolf that was on top of the car, flew off the front of it and started rolling along the road.