Roxy Wolf Novels & Stories

I went down a steep hill and a small river came into view. I walked along it for a while until I found a rock that jutted out over the water, I sat down and looked down into it, my reflection baring staring back at me with the light of the full moon that filtered down through the trees. Could I be the Celestine Wolf? Why not Austin, he’s the first born after all, aren’t they supposed to be the special ones. My wolf, Amara, didn’t say much; I felt like other people’s wolves spoke to them more.

Real wolves. The Prince's opponent is a wolf with fur the same color as his hair; pure copper. The golden eyes seem to shine as it stares at the other with fangs bared in clear threat. The nails in silver claws. And he still holds the spear in his hand, ready to attack. He has a body posture like the man he once was, yet animalistic. I'm shaking, confused and curious. My eyes burn from the long time without blinking, but I'm surprised by a third beep that makes me close my eyes.

- Anna is organizing the wedding, she doesn't have time to waste on me anymore," I said with a little more wisdom than I intended. - And you are the worst godmother in the world, aren't you? Shouldn't you be helping your best friend? - she said, a little indignant with me. It was nothing personal with Anna, but after being left at the altar, I think I have developed a natural repellent for weddings and love affairs. I no longer have any interest in suffering like a convict with a combination of shame in front of everyone who watched you be born and grow up. It was recent, I didn't want to walk around like him, letting it appear that I was over our breakup. Maybe he is, since he now parades a

And she let another moan out as her hands hugged me tighter against her. I slipped another finger in and started moving my hand. I pulled away from the kiss and looked at her. Her eyes had full on turned from human to Wolf. She looked so unreal and so beautiful. My left hand rested on her neck as i moved my right hand faster in between her legs. She moaned and groaned while bitting her bottom lip. I used my elbow to stop the shower from running. We were using cold water but it was still water. I lifted her right leg to my left hip and pinned my whole body on hers.

The male rogue raised his hand in an attacked form, ready to slap the female across her face. The wolf didn't like what he was seeing and decided to intervene. A low, but deadly growl came from the wolf, which caught the attention of the rogues. Being young, only twelve years old, the wolf was a bit naive. He didn't realize that he was about to walk into a trap. Somehow, the male rogue ran, leaving the female rogue crying. Feeling sorry for her, the wolf walked up to her. He felt the need to protect her, and he wasn't sure why.

It always wants to go ahead and tear her. Selina smiled proudly. She reached out and stroked the large wolf fur beside her. It has smooth black fur, and its yellow eyes are somewhat cold, but when being rubbed by Selina, it retracts its combative evil. "Windy, you take care of her." “Guru!” After a loud howl, only the gray-haired wolf named Windy was relieved to use his sharp claws to kill Orla. Orla only had time to scream, and then there was silence.

Rogues. 'Aleister, go help Marcus. I'll deal with this and catch up.' I told him and he nodded and ran on. I turned and heard rustling in front of me and 3 rogue wolves stalked out of the bushes. I let out a low growl and stepped closer to them when suddenly a man walked out from behind a tree. He didn't look to be older than me. Early 20s maybe. With short spiky silver dyed hair. “So you're the big bad Alpha of Midnight Hour. Listen, we don't want trouble. We just want to ask the girl a few questions. See if that is who we are looking for.” He said in a smug tone.

This is what they wanted, and now I gave it them. Waiting for then to plunge their canines into my neck any second, I waited. But it didn't came. . . . . Instead I heard a loud painful cry and the rogue on top of me is thrown off me with a force that made him fly a few feet in the air to go crash with another rock behind. I look up to see a big jet black wolf standing on top of me, growling at the rogues. His growl loud enough to shake the very base of the rock on which we stood. His aura emitting power like I have never felt before.

I still don't understand why Hera was stopping me from intervening. "We should go," "No,!" She replied and I found myself nodding. "He's my mate," Ivy suddenly cried out. A resounding growl echoed around the house and before I could blink, a black, large wolf with white furs at the crown of his head walked out of the room. I held on to Hera as the wolf stared down at the both of us. "Fuck off, Liam" Hera yelled. "It's a fucking command, Prince" The wolf turned abruptly and ran off. I almost dropped to the floor because my legs had turned jelly.

Its dark eyes assessed her with a predatory glaze. After a few moments Adelaide relaxed her stance and moved to stand in front of the wolf. It growled in aggression as she neared, and she let out her own grumble, from deep in her chest, to warn it off of making any movements. “Submit,” She spat. Their eyes met as the wolf worked hard to resist her words. She recognised the wolf, it had been at the Moon Valley. The scent of purity clung to its skin, the scent of the Moon, and she wondered why it was here.