Roxanne Wolf Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“The prophecy my father spoke of from the oracle. Roni would be the end of vampires. How? It does not make sense that one human, wolf, or child of the fallen, would be able to accomplish something so tragic.” “Unless you just gave yourself the answer. Roni isn’t just one of those things. She is all of them. She is half human, a child of the fallen, who is now a wolf. Veronica is at the heart of all things in the shadows. If she wanted, she could damn us all with her next breath.” Rose replied almost joking. “But she hasn’t. And she will not. Veronica Slopper is not prejudice against other species. She has the most open heart of anyone. The oracle could be wrong.” I said defensively.

ZENDAYA We were all sitting at the dining table, celebrating the unlocking of my wolf. I was ready to be a Luna to black moon pack and Xander's mother was particularly happy. She was all over me, praising my beauty. She apologized for being mean to me earlier saying it was only because I had no wolf and they didn't want their son to make a Wolfless girl his Luna. According to her, they've worked so hard to make their pack what it was today. So they do not need a weakling to stand behind their mate.

So that I would find my way home to her? Sloane rises to her feet and casts a final look at her parent’s memorial tree. She throws an arm around her sister’s shoulder. Lark gathers up the cub and they cut back across the meadow just before the sun has fully set. I press myself behind the tree as they pass. Celeste narrows her eyes at me, but doesn’t alert her sister to the wolf hiding in the shadows. “We have two boxes of wine calling our name,” says Lark. Sloane chuckles again, “One for me and one for you then.”

“Now, it’s your turn, my sweet innocent lowly she wolf.” The initial concern wrapping around the she wolf’s heart was now replaced with a frightening anger. “You are going to pay for this!” letting her sharp claws out, the she wolf howled into the moonlight. She began to lunge towards the rogue Lycan prince, only for him to dodge her quite easily this time around. She was graceful and agile, but Conall seemed to have regained a different kind of strength right after taking another soul. After a while of dodging her attacks, the Lycan prince managed to catch the she wolf by her arm, eventually swinging her into the air and finally kicking her through the stomach. The poor she wolf didn’t have

Jacob and Henry rushed to help Rhian, leaving Xander to cuss out loud. "Wow! So much for being friends!" He argued, but still tried to wiggle his way out. Only his branches are thick, and the grasp on him was too tight. Before Jacob and Henry could reach Rhian, she was still roaring with her rants. The she-wolf was so annoyed and disgusted that she hopped from one place to another. It caused the branches' grip to loosen, and she took that opportunity to kick his way out. Like a wolf scratching to the ground to shove and scare small animals. Her paws scratch away from her, and she emits a small, hostile pheromone to keep the branches at bay. Henry's jaw dropped, and he commented, "You are mak

Gabriel didn't move. The wolf general crouched slightly, ready to spring. And I braced for it when I head a crashing sound and a wall tumbling, dust and chunks of metal rained down as a figure stepped through the rubble. Not just any figure, It was Victoria Monroe, she was dragging a limp, broken werewolf body behind her by the throat, still twitching, barely alive like it was nothing more than a sack of laundry. Her long trench coat flared behind her, streaked in gore, the fingers of her metal arm clenched tight around the wolf's neck.

MIKHAIL “You were rough with her last night.” My wolf growled as I signed some papers, consuming my thoughts with how hard I was with Rosanne. Our Rosanne. My Rosanne. ‘She defiled my orders.’ I growled back, tossing the file before me a few meters away. ‘She keeps doing it. Hanging around with other men, fucking around with them and neglecting the fact that she belongs to me. Only me.’ “But don't you think you're pushing her away?”

As soon as I rounded the car, I was faced with what my wolf wanted me to see, and for a while; I froze in the distance, my legs suddenly heavy to carry. About five steps aware from me was the very first woman to be mated to me. Looking effortlessly elegant and beautiful, Rowena stood conversing with a man I had no idea who he was. My heart was constricting as I seemed to zone out, just simply watching her. I had no doubt I would have remained rooted to the spot the entire day if the man in front of her hadn’t suddenly barked so loudly that I snapped out of my trance. My eyes flickered toward him to see him now lunging at her.

The entire hall of wolves continued their silent crying, trapped in someone else's grief. We found the surviving beta in the healing ward. Roderick, one of Cassian's closest friends, wrapped in bandages that covered burns across half his body. Phoenix burns. But wrong somehow—too cold, leaving frost patterns in the flesh. "She moves like you," Roderick gasped when he saw me. "Same speed. Same fire. But hers is different. Empty. It burns but doesn't warm. Destroys but doesn't purify." "Where did she take him?"

My chest tightened so badly it hurt to breathe. Sold. Discarded. Thrown away like I meant nothing. Slowly, I crawled toward Roxanne where she sat silently watching me. “This can’t happen,” I whispered, my voice broken. “I can’t belong to your Alpha. I need to leave before something worse happens to me.” Roxanne finally stood and walked toward me. Unlike before, there was less irritation in her eyes now and more understanding. “Young lady,” she muttered while kneeling beside me, “do you think you’re the first wolf this world has broken overnight?”