Savage Lands Book Novels & Stories

“Roll my windows down first, I can tell what you two were doing.” Author's Note: Sorry about the delay, Saturday I had to take my oldest to the ER. He had croup and that with his asthma was super rough. Then my youngest caught it :( Now both kiddos are feeling better, but I've gotten sick too. I'll keep you guys updated as much as I can, til then I'm pushing through it to create more content <3 If you aren't following my facebook author page Facebook.com/JaneKnightWrites you should, I had a big announcement this past weekend. My book Hers for the Holidays is now available in paperback through amazon. It's a mfm shifter holiday romance with a high heat level. Hope everyone is having a good

All she saw was the dust on my shoes and the truth in my eyes. She reached out. Took the book from me it was a moment the weight of the book and the weight of what I was doing were both really heavy. "You are giving up a lot of money Hannah Vane " Sofia said. "I am getting my soul back " I said. "I think I made a deal the Rossi book is going back, to the Rossi family and our village is getting its land back."

Asher and I leaned closer, reading the ancient strategies Caspian had unearthed. "We use his trauma against him," Caspian said, gesturing to the final notes. "Hounds." After his grandfather had flayed his back and rubbed chili peppers into the raw bruises, he had set the hounds upon him, driving the boy deep into the wilderness. Even after the dogs had retreated, El Silbón continued to run, consumed by a paralyzing fear.

But Logan had lost his balance and Casper had fallen from that height, resulting in a dislocated elbow and several other wounds. Casper had been his closest friend. He would have done anything for him. As he went through the book, he came across a chapter that talked about an ancient tribe of rogue wolves. He remembered that that particular chapter had been his most favourite in 5he entire book. He had read it so many times that the pages were filled with of fingerprints and the pages had been dog-eared.

Beyond lay the grove—trees holding the wind, the moon silvering the ground until the world looked like a dream. Lucian shifted. Savage filled the clearing in a rush of bone and muscle, blue-black fur drinking the light, eyes molten gold. To enemies, he was terror. To Talia, he was protection and love embodied. She leaned down, one hand on his muzzle, the other resting on her belly. Savage nosed her thigh, careful, reverent—as if he knew precisely what she carried. Kaela pressed against her skin with impatient delight. Oh, he’s so beautiful, Kaela purred. All mine.

He hands me the book and I look it over before opening it. “I think this will be of some help to you, I can help you with focus and direction.” I look at a few pages of the book, it has detailed accounts and explanations on how to fulfil different ‘desires’. It shows intricate symbols, circles and some of the symbols look like they are glowing. “What language is this?” Zylith asks and I look up at her. “What do you mean, it’s English.” Sure some of the words were difficult and new but Zylith was far from dull.

The rumors had been true all along, the Savage Tide were as merciless and savage as their name suggested, a truly savage people. They resumed walking, moving cautiously this time. From time to time, Dana paused to study the terrain, carefully reading the woods before deciding which direction to take next. Unlike their own pack, always alive with chatter and distant patrol shifts, the savage tide territory was oddly silent. There were no birds called from the trees. No insects buzzing. No small animals darting between the roots. For a forest this large, it should have been teeming with life. Instead, it felt hollow. As if everything that once lived here had either fled… or been hunted into ex

“The spirit of Savage, the uniter of beings and protector of the realms, shall live on in the hearts of those who remember her courage and love.” I bow my head. My heart is heavy with grief and longing. “Please,” I implore, MY voice filled with desperation. “Is there no way to bring her back? To undo what has been done?” The goddess regards me with a solemn expression, her eyes full of sorrow. “The forces that govern life and death are beyond even my reach,” she explains gently. “Savage made the ultimate sacrifice to defeat the ancient entity and protect the realms. Her essence now rests with the stars, her spirit a guiding light for all who seek courage and hope in the face of darkness.”

He was holding a microphone as he walked into the center. “Welcome fellow inmates.” His voice boomed in the ring, “We’ve gathered here for yet another fight between an Alpha and a Vampire. Let us first present the Werewolf that stands one-ninety centimeters in height and one-ninety-one pounds of solid muscle. He’s known to be one of the most ruthless creatures in Dark Water prison and is famously known as the Savage Alpha, presenting Maverick Randolf!”

’ — my mind was covered with the knowledge of every thing regarding savage beasts. “Just what is this?” It was too amazing to be real. I touched another book that said, “Savage Beasts and the Phantom Dynasty.” A second later, the same thing happened. And despite the fact that I took in these knowledge in split-seconds, my mind was not perturbed in the least. ‘Incredible!’