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Then he opened the first book and turned it so the spine would stay flat, “We’ll go slow. You don’t need to know every word. You only need the ones that matter.” My wolf lifted her head, alert. “Finally. Let him tell us the part that nobody wants to talk about.” Nolan’s finger slid along a heading, steady, unhurried. “Wolves of Silver Aspect.” My stomach clenched even though I knew it was coming. “Read,” I said, my voice small. I hated that it sounded like that. He pretended not to hear the wobble.

He chuckles, still encased with the fog. “I do have to say, you taste exquisite. Nothing like an ordinary wolf.” He comes even a bit closer, no more than a few feet between us. “It’s almost magical.” He breathes and reaches out. He slowly caresses the fur on my back and to my horror he leaves a trail of sparks, my breathing quickens and panic starts to flood me. No not now, we are not ready for this, she is not ready for this!

Adalwolf I was on all fours . I could feel blood trickling down from my wounded ear to my fur . I can't give up I have to fight . I looked at him . His bland grey fur was matted with blood . I knew I already wounded him . I must go straight for his jugular vein . That will be the end . I was about to strike when I felt her presence . I turned and saw her . Everything else melted away . Her fur was beige in color .A bit of sandy but rich brown and her scent drove me mad. She was beautiful and she was mine . She growled at me . I knew the meaning even though I should not .

A small sprig of moonpetal flowers. I untie the thread, and the parchment unfurls. My mother’s handwriting spills across the page in elegant, curling strokes. My vision blurs as tears fill my eyes. I read. ‘Aria, my little wolf: If you are reading this, then the path you walk has led you to the place I feared most, and the place I knew you would one day reach.’ My chest tightens painfully as I continue to read. ‘I have seen the Game. I have seen the goddess. I have seen the way fate twists itself around certain children, those born with too much strength, too much heart, too much destiny in their bones.’

“Don’t—“ I didn’t hear the rest. The creature throws me off with a final, violent twist, and I hit the ground hard. Stars dance in my vision as I struggle to stand, my body trembling with exhaustion. The creature looms over me, its crimson eyes blazing. I could feel its breath, hot and heavy, as it prepared to strike the final blow. But…It isn’t over. Gathering every ounce of strength I have left, I push myself to my feet. My golden fur shimmering, the light grows brighter as my wolf’s power surges. The creature hesitates, just for a moment, and I take the opportunity. With a roar that echoed through the chamber, I lunged. My wolf’s golden light erupts, proceeding to engulf the creature in a

Lena joined Casper in sighing after each page turn. "What about this?" Kayla asked turning a heavy, black leather-bound book to face us. "It's a spell to give a human a wolf. It says the resulting creature will be more wolf than human and difficult to control. It's completed using the blood of a Lycan." We all crowded around, peering down at the page. A black, muscular humanoid was depicted on one side, the ingredients and steps for the spell listed on the other side. A dire warning inked in blood-red ink covered the bottom of the page.

I believe people can read this as a novel but in reality the author just wants to expose their readers to the monsters they see in other worlds. The title 'Desire for thirst' was inspired from my personal experience of writing this series. The main character in Desire for thirst is the werewolf which murdered my mom. For every novel, I make some particular things to specify from each book like the manner of killing. Likewise, the manner I used in Desire for thirst is man in Balck clothing slashing his victims throat after cutting out their tongue. i got shocked after seeing the similar manner of killing in the news. Was it only a coincidence or... i couldn't even come up with any ways to thi

My body feels heavy, but my mind… my mind is awake now. Alive, loud and vivid. Images slice through me in rapid flashes—the bar, Zeke’s infuriating smile, my rage boiling over, leaving the bar. Then the scent in the air. Sweet, sickly, wrong. The shadow following me. My legs pumping, not as legs but as something more. Paws. My bones snapping and reforming, my skin tearing apart to make way for fur. A wolf. My wolf. The memories don't stop there. They keep going to the halloween night—the cage. The black wolf beneath silver bars. Ezekiel’s eyes staring into mine.

"Because Phoenix Wolves are born to rule. Their power exceeds any Alpha's. Marcus knew that when you shifted, you'd have a stronger claim to the pack than him, than Selena, than anyone." "But I can't shift!" "Because he's been poisoning you." Sophie gasped beside me. "The tea he makes you drink every morning for your 'health.' It contains wolfsbane. Small doses, just enough to suppress your wolf." Rage flooded through me, and with it came heat. Real heat. My hands burst into flames. Sophie screamed. I jerked back, but the fire didn't burn. It danced across my skin like it belonged there. "The binding is breaking," the old woman whispered. "Your eighteenth birthday approaches, and not even wo

Today was not any different, I was curled up on the couch, reading the same historical book I have been reading for the last few days. The book is quite interesting and helpful, shedding a bright light on the history of werewolves and their settlements in City San Zero hundreds of years ago. It encompasses the wars, the fallen Alphas and their deceased fated mates. The past Lunas. The list of conquered territories. “Omega, it’s time for your lunch,” Remi chirps happily as she easily settles on her knees, placing the tray of food on the centerpiece. I push myself up, dropping the book beside me.