Savage Lands Novels & Stories

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

Dad says sternly. “You're Dakoda Savage. The girl who's fearless in everything she does. The one who walked and talked before she was 6 months old. The one who's so damn smart that teachers ask you to tutor them. So, don't you dare let a little thing called competition get the better of you because you're just as good, if not better, than any of those other girls. Do you hear me, Dakota Lane Savage?" “Yes, sir, loud and clear." The guys all have big smiles on their faces.

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Bradley suggests that she is just somewhere on the territory, and we head of. We search the whole territory and there is no sign of her but when I get closer the stream I can faintly smell her but that is not the only thing I can smell the is a rouge but if that is true then they must have taken Kayla as well, oh god this is not good my wolf is going insane, I need to find her, I call Bradley in aa rush and tell him what I can smell in a panic I am furious if this rouge thinks he can take my mate, then he is a walking dead man. Me and Bradley, both agree it would be best if we do not tell the pack what has happened, we do not want to set off a panic, so we tell my most trusted people and my

The new land provided everything Ricard and I had hoped for. Untold miles of forest and hills to explore, isolated farms, small towns and villages, and a few growing cities for when we felt the need to prowl the streets of a more urban setting. We fed where and when we wished, making no distinction between the dark-skinned native peoples and the newly arrived immigrants from our former homeland. As Ricard had predicted, America was for the most part a savage land. Only in the cities did we bother to hide our kills. Otherwise, we let the deaths be chalked up to the warring tribes and wild animals that filled the sparsely populated sections that made up most of the country.

“Mercenaries. Fighters outside the pack system. He said they train people who can survive there.” A cold, violent rage moved through me so fast my control nearly slipped with it. The Dead Woods. Rogue territory was not some hidden training ground for desperate wolves trying to rebuild themselves. It was violent, lawless territory filled with predators who survived through brutality. And Ravenna was entirely human. “He’s helping me,” she insisted when my silence stretched too long. “He can’t openly support me after what happened with Sandy and the university, but he still tried to give me another option.”

,Silas and Nick growl loud. "You will never have our mates!!"is yelled as they clash, and I watch all three exchange blows. The man getting the bomb comes back and tries to help. "Where is my bomb?",the fucker grits out. "Everything was destroyed, and I barely got back here. We gotta retreat man Savage is killing everyone. We can recruit more men, but we gotta run now!"Nick kicks him in the gut, dropping him.

By Tamar writes 『••✎••』 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍 "Dad.." Aurelio muttered as more tears poured out of his eyes Almost immediately a loud noise was heard as one side of the clan blew up and immediately fire began spreading through the clan Amour diverted her gaze to where the fire was coming from and her eyes widened. The fire was wild and was propagating further to the parts of the clan

I whispered, my throat raw from screaming. ​Marcus laughed, a harsh, barking sound. "Not our problem. North is the only way that doesn't lead into Ally territory. You go North, you hit the Wildlands." ​The Wildlands. ​The unclaimed territory. A vast expanse of dense, frozen forests and jagged mountains inhabited only by rogues—wolves gone mad with bloodlust—and things even worse than rogues. It was a death sentence. Kaelen hadn't just exiled me; he had politely told me to go die somewhere he wouldn't have to smell the corpse.

She barely noticed a mini-bar when her breath hitched upon noticing Aiden approaching her. "Aiden-" "Shut up and listen," his deep cold voice floated in the air and landed on her constricting chest. "Let me tell you a story," Aiden rounded her, eyes boring holes in her skull. "Once upon a time, there was a tribe who lived happily in the world. They were very few but stronger than any kind. Humans happened to find them, they got mad. Humans began killing them and abducting them. Those people faced torture for years before they finally decided to end it for good. Those people began hunting their killers."