روايات وقصص ضمن Roxanne Wolf X Glamrock Freddy

I replied to him but as soon as I spelled the name ‘Paul’, I gasped. “What happened? What is it?” Karien inquired as he saw me gasped all of sudden. I looked at him and asked, “Do you remember what was the shade of the wolf fur, and how big was he?” “He had slightly golden brown, white-colored mix fur and not so big as I saw a werewolf in movies. I don’t think he was a strong wolf but he was there attacking those two guys before I got there and he ran off as soon as he saw me” He said recollecting the memories of last night.

Her face lighting up. “I got my wolf! Isn’t that exciting?!” She exclaims, happiness radiating from her. “Her name is Freya, and she is covered in light brown fur with red flecks through it. She’s stunning, I have to show you her.” “That’s amazing, I can’t believe it!” I proclaim, and I grab her hand. “She sounds gorgeous. When did this happen?!”

'Such a stalwart but sweet big bad wolf,' she smirked and licked her lips before slipping her arms around his waist. "You can turn around to look now, my sexy hot innocent wolf," she whispered seductively into his ears and Rex turned to face her, only to freeze again at the sight of her still completely naked body. Rex swallowed hard as his eyes recorded what he was seeing before his very eyes. His black eyes had turned so dark and intense now. But he bit down on his lip hard and quickly closed his eyes.

Griff swaggered in, wearing a pair of jeans and holding two bottles. My wolf scrambled to her feet, having forgotten about our plan to play hard to get. My pulse still hadn’t calmed from my encounter with the blackmailing twerp, and I didn’t have the heart to tell her to stop salivating over Griff’s wolf. Thankfully, the cacophony of Hellhounds drowned out the sounds of anxiety. “How’s my girl doing, Rocco?” he asked with a broad grin. “She’s a natural,” the kennel master answered. Griff’s amber eyes locked into mine. “I brought you sarsaparilla cider.”

2020 Date completed // 07.04.2020 ~ A/N: Hello! I just wanted to say that 'Xanthe's Angel Wolf' is extremely light. Showcasing only the fluff of the love story of the main characters. So, if you're looking for some dark and action werewolf stuff, this is not it. Thank you for giving my story a chance, I appreciate the support. Happy reading!

I growled. But it seemed as though she wasn't hearing a thing. She caressed my face and I could heat my breaths coming in quick pants. Was Roxanne making a move on me? “Kiss me,” she whispered, staring into my eyes with her foreign blue ones. I gulped, trying to ignore her kisses on my jaw and neck but her scent and dominance drove me insane. She traced her fingers from my ear to my collarbone. “Please kiss me,” she begged. I groaned as I gazed into her now Hazel eyes that were dark with lust. Hearing her beg woke my wolf but I tried to suppress it all, wondering how her subtle touch did so much.

I say to Frank as Alia and I walk over and stand next to the others. "Shut up cousin, because when I'm done kicking his ass you're next." Frank points over at me before they both shift into their huge grey wolves. Freddy, Frank, and Fin all have grey wolves. Freddy wolf is a darker grey than Frank's and Fin wolf is an ashy grey.

“Now.” But it was too late. A growl came from the trees. Then another. Then ten more. Eyes glowed in the dark. Dozens of them. Rogue wolves. Huge. Scarred. Foaming at the mouth. Lycan stepped forward. “This is your only chance. Leave. Or die.” The rogues didn’t speak. They charged. **Rosa’s POV** The fight was chaotic. Snarls. Blood. Claws. I sliced one rogue’s throat, then ducked as another leapt over me.

“No women. No kids. Those are your rules, sir.” “That’s right.” Rebel stood next to Clint, towering over him as he pocketed the rebel wolf’s blade. He cracked his knuckles once again with a menacing crunch. The sound sent a visible shiver running through the other wolf. “And if I ever see you lay a hand on a woman again, next time, your queen won’t be here to save you,” Rebel growled. “I don’t want to see you near the Midnight Coyote ever again.” Rebel stared down at her attacker, his face full of pure contempt. “Now run, coward.”

"What do you want to ask me?" He gled at my face and then said, "Sarah, since you work for my brother, you must know who he is, right?". "Yeah, a werewolf." I responded.. "But a cursed one, do you not know?". The look on his face darkened. His questions came off as suspicious, but despite that, I still answered him. "He told me... Is there anything else you want to know?".I did a dramatic pause before continuing... "Yeah, do you mind if I take a strain of your head?".He paused after his ridiculous request...