Pulp Fiction Wolf Car Novels & Stories

“No one has to die today.” The lead wolf lunged in answer. Fenrak shifted mid-motion, bones snapping and reforming in a brutal blur. His wolf was massive, silver-gray darkened by streaks of black, muscle rolling under his pelt. He hit the first rogue like a storm, tearing it down in a spray of blood. The second came from the side—Fenrak’s jaws found its throat and crushed. The third barely had time to snarl before he ripped it open. The fourth hesitated, then bolted into the trees, limping.

Sparks flew into the room. The second wolf was faster. The animal tackled Rian. They hit the floor. The rifle skittered across the wood. Rian grabbed the wolf by the throat. He used his strength. He kept the jaws away from his face. The wolf snapped. The teeth sounded like scissors. Rian roared. He drove his thumb into the wolf's eye. The animal howled in pain. Rian used the moment. He reached for his knife. He drove the blade into the wolf's ribs.

First, I would never hear the end of it, and second, it would be one more thing for me to hold over Dean’s head. Come to think of it, rogues in 2 consecutive days is almost unheard of, but that thought will have to be tabled for after this pursuit. I make my way towards the territory and edge him out a bit. He takes the bait and heads in the other direction, but I lose what ground I had gained on him. I take a second to let Mark know I’m still on him and to send some people out to help transport when he’s down. Once I get close I can see he starts to lean towards the pack territory again so I know that I won’t get another chance. I analyze the area for a second to figure out exactly where we

Her friend's scream was piercing but brief. Five wolves were down, seemingly unmoving while Victor got to another's shoulder. The biggest of the group limped to the side, not as fast as before but continuing to get in a bite when he could. Victor jumped over the next one and took a bite at their hips while hitting the other with a strong kick to the jaw. More blood fell and she realized he was toying with them. The back of her knees hit the seat, tipping her into the car as her head throbbed and her chest heaved with leaden gasps. Pins and needles prodded at her.

Arriving at Aron's place, I exited the car and entered the home. Not much has changed. I see a few of my things lying around. I get to thinking maybe he was being truthful about the blackmail, but at this moment, all I can think about is how good he looks and how I haven't had sex in months. He was my first and last time. I didn't realize how much I missed it until I saw him. I need this man inside me right now. We can talk about all of this later. I turn to look at Arron. Before I can say anything, he kisses me with so much passion it brings me to the floor. His eyes open, and I can see his wolf. It brings my Wolf out, and without thought, I'm now pulling clothes off of him inch by inch, ex

Enrico said he’s going to just hurt Ralph but not kill him or did he really plan to kill Master? Thank god! Master has customised car which can withstand high threshold and it saved her now. Once she took control over the car, she held her gun and pressed the accelerator to leave the place. Of course she has to fulfil her duties as BlackWolf clan member. She informed Ralph that they’re ambushed and continued to drive but more and more cars chased after them from all sides

Kaelen’s fist crashed into its jaw, shattering teeth, before he stomped its chest until ribs caved in. Adrian hurled one attacker onto the hood of a car. The impact dented the metal, windows cracked, and the wolf rolled off coughing blood. Another lunged at him, but Kaelen intercepted, slamming the creature against the car door so hard the panel buckled inward. He grabbed the wolf by the skull, slammed it again, and again, until blood smeared across the glass.

“I can’t hold him off forever.” I scrambled up to my feet, even though my legs were still unsteady. Every instinct screamed at me to flee, but something was off. I couldn’t put a finger on it, and though I wanted to move my feet, my wolf wouldn’t budge. The brown rogue-like wolf lunged at Caroline. She moved like water slipping under his reach and driving the stake… No, it was now a silver dagger into the wolf’s chest. The wolf howled, the sound shaking the ground and trees, and then crumbled into dust, scattering in the wind.

“You could end it, you know. Pick a winner. Let them live.” I snort. If only it were that easy. “Find me one who can last past the third sunrise, and maybe I’ll consider it.” Her presence flickers in front of me, like a whisp of smoke. “You’ve gone soft. I can smell it on you.” “Must be your imagination. The only thing soft here is the ground after the corpses hit it.” She chuckles and fades, leaving the back of my skull blessedly empty. I straighten, scanning the new arrivals. A witch crying into her hands. Two wolves are already posturing for dominance. A human, brave or stupid, probably both, trying to look like she belongs. Typical.

My heartbeat was still too fast and I felt dizzy. "Celia, tell me what the man looked like." Carson said as a wolf came out of the trees and bumped into Carson's hip. Carson let go of one arm and slide a backpack off his shoulder. The wolf grabbed it in his teeth and darted behind a tree. I tried to think clearly. I wasn't sure what to say.