Roxanne Wolf 18+ Novels & Stories

Its eyes were black like she was possessed and her fur was yellow-like, not soft-looking, but rougher just like the rouges. As the wolf tried to get close, I started to growl strongly, waking up my pack. Everyone started opening their bedroom doors, peeking out, trying to see what was happening. The main door was halfway open, and somehow she must have made her way in through the main gate which was supposed to be guarded by two strong wolves, Baine and Cole. Suddenly I could hear two familiar strong growls and as I turned to look, I see them jump over me, landing next to the she-wolf. It was no other than Jake and Barbara, one of the omega wolves that had her bedroom door on Jake and Melody

Mika looked at her son at the sink with eyes asking for clarification. “No, you did not.” Luke shook his head while Leo nodded in agreement with what he said as he rinsed all the dishes from the right side of the sink. “The black one with crimson red details on it and the organization’s logo is at the upper right. The one that Leo used to play when you young, a wolf image is reflected when it hits light and that wolf is you. Instead of our human face, it takes our wolf face, every single detail of it. Although, you’ll get one when you hit eighteen. So, when you want to enter werewolf exclusive buildings and facilities, you need those.”

He pulled her closer to him before speaking. “Pure Alphas and high ranking wolves have an innate ability to stop the aging process at will. And restart it too, at their choosing. Make no mistake, this woman is 200 years old. The man with her, is Stefano, her second in command. He serves her with absolute loyalty and it seems he is also her oldest and dearest friend.”

The werewolf came, its feet hitting the ground mercilessly as its hands joined in its movement. It broke out from the woods, tearing off the leaves of the trees with less effort, and growling at the sight of the man. “You can't take anyone from my family.!” Mark grinned as he shifted under the bright moonlight. His bones cracked, and his skin stretched beyond its limits, tearing to become as tough as that of a wolf. He growled at the phantom, just as the phantom growled at him. Like two behemoths, they collided, and the green grasses on the ground fell victim to their battle.

Then he shook his head, pointing to his hand. “Yes, yes, it’s up to your paws,” I blurted out. The wolf shook again and sniffed at her. What does it mean? Ready to share your high quality snobby spit? I looked at him unsurely. Okay, I don't have a choice, I need my arm active and on my shoulder. I carefully began to unbind my hand, and the wolf began to step on its paws from impatience. Seeing the wound, he whimpered plaintively, sniffed carefully and licked carefully. I twitched at the unaccustomed touch, but the wolf looked at me so imploringly that I returned my hand. Yes, he did not spare saliva! I hope I did not in vain stifle my disgust for a beaten minute, and the wound will begin to

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

Enora had felt ice creep into her blood; this creature could kill her within the blink of an eye. The black wolf took another step however, eyes locking onto hers in order to obscure her view. It was powerful and overwhelming, haunting in the way that gave her goosebumps, but it allowed her to breathe. Arms were around her moments later, lifting her bridal style and running away from the scene, as her eyes remained on the wolf's. The man–or should she say, shifter–that sat in the room with her, glanced over at her again for the umpteenth time in the last hour.

*Eighteen years later* Luna rocks anxiously in her chair, while knitting a dress. Rora watches out the window. Jolene is sixteen and this year's full moon will be the one that unleashes her inner wolf. Every spell they’ve ever had put on her, will be broken. They will no longer be able to protect her. Rora suddenly Jumps up in excitement, and spins around nearly shouting, “ he’s here! Alice is here!” Luna jumps out of her chair so fast that the chair goes flying backwards. Neither of them take the time to acknowledge it. They are too busy running to the door to greet their guest.

"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

His eyes met mine one last time before he took a deep breath and shifted. His bones cracked and within seconds, his wolf form stood in front of me. It was sleek, dark gray, and looked strong but it was smaller than Kaden’s massive brown wolf. Kaden’s wolf let out a deep growl, showing his sharp teeth before lunging again. Kellan’s wolf tried to dodge, but Kaden tackled him hard to the ground. They rolled over each other, teeth snapping, claws ripping into flesh. Kellan’s wolf managed to bite down on Kaden’s shoulder, but Kaden shook him off like he weighed nothing.