Shark In Woods Novels & Stories

I didn't know what was out there in the woods, but I sure didn't want to stay and figure out. As I shoved my dirty clothes, soap, and towel into my bag, I glanced one last time towards the shore where the people had been. What I saw made my stomach drop. Through the curtain of darkness that had fallen, I saw at least a dozen of glowing eyes staring at me. A chorus of growls and snarls echoed through the forest.

"Captain, I think we've found the shark." Elijah's chest tightened at those words. "Shark? What shark?" "The one that swallowed the tracker!" Oscar answered. "That was what I was trying to say earlier. The signal is probably from inside a shark!" Elijah froze for a beat, then shouted, "That's ridiculous! Sharks are drawn to blood. Gwendolyn wasn't hurt. What would attract one to her?" "We followed the tracker's signal, found a shark, and used sonar to check. There appears to be a skeleton inside it," Oscar explained nervously.

Shade raged to go closer, to roll in her scent, surprising the hell out of me. ‘No!’ I commanded him. But he climbed an outcrop hidden by trees, his eyes fixed on her. When she swam and came to the shore, something fierce and invasive pulsed in my veins, like a dangerous threat in my blood. And then suddenly, Shade let out a feral howl, low, deep and guttural, echoing through the forest.

All the voices around him muffled as if they were underwater. For a few moments, Kyle forgot what was happening until he felt a painful sensation between his legs as someone tried to enter him. ~ Shade wasn't surprised at the resistance he encountered once he entered the woods. It was almost as if they were guarding the bastards trying to rape Kyle. Their pathetic eyes widened, and the color drained from their faces when they saw a wolf way larger than it should be, bloodied, covered in chunks of Goddess knows what, eyes burning red, smoke barreling from its body, and a rumbling roar that sounded just as deafening as a tornado.

A rush of adrenaline surged through me as I leaped gracefully from one moss-covered tree to the next, my body propelled by the exhilaration of the chase, driven by the tantalizing scent of a deer wafting on the crisp night air. Beneath me, I could feel the rhythmic heartbeats of Brodie and Jackson resonating through the ground, their powerful forms racing like shadows as they took on their wolf guise. The thrill of hunting together had been our way of strengthening our bond and sharpening our skills, an ancient tradition that felt as natural as breathing. Yet, it was becoming increasingly clear that the night served a deeper purpose; it was also a chance for Brodie to blow off steam, his fru

The shade from the branches created illusions in the gloom, like unseen eyes watching me, shadows hiding between the trunks. I swallowed hard, pushing away the fear in my chest. "Marcus?" I called out, but no one answered. I shouted again. "Marcus?! W–Where are you?!" Only the sound of birds calling and their flapping wings answered me as if my voice had startled them. Worry gripped me even tighter. I picked up my pace, ignoring the branches and leaves scraping against my skin. It felt like I had been walking for an hour before I finally made it through the woods. When I reached the beach, I froze. Instead of soft sand, the shoreline was littered with broken coral.

Kael shouted. I stretched my hands out at once. Soft silver light flowed from me naturally, steady and clear, pushing outward like gentle invisible wall. It touched the churning surface, not fighting violently but wrapping around the flow and confusing its pull. I felt the water answer me… and the shark swerved away sharply, slowed as if thick mist blocked its way. Together we hauled Rico back onto safe, higher ground. He coughed and shivered, pale but unhurt. “Too close,” he breathed. “It moved faster than I thought possible.”

It was confusing to her she thought they could drive there, Nicole was not ready to walk, “I imagined we would drive to the place,” she uttered. “How do you intend on driving to a river in the middle of the woods, expect you know something I don’t,” he told her sarcastically, “are you scared of the woods?” he asked Nicole. “why would I ever be? It was just a thought,” she explained. “I could not see any river in view so it seems quite a distance from here, moreover how did you ever even find it? Like what in the world were you looking for in these woods that dragged you deep inside,” Nicole asked.

That was another journey. I walked slowly dragging my bruised foot along as I made my way toward the backyard. I arrived at the corner and I could see a figure splitting the wood. It was a man who was in nothing else but shorts. I watched him flex his muscles as he split the wood with one strike. I couldn’t help but stare at him. Then, the man relaxed and dropped the ax. He turned around and I saw those silver eyes. They were familiar. It was him. The big black wolf. As our eyes met, he raised an eyebrow at me in confusion. I, on the other hand, took in his features. He had short black hair and a sharp jawline. His body was ripped and his olive skin was lubricated by his sweat which made it

What we have next to do now is to do nothing but speed up, I said to myself but I have no idea of how we are going to speed up when Captain Babbosa said we can't go faster than this. The Dutchmen released three sharks, each of them are bigger than any shark I have ever seen, that's if I had ever seen one. The sharks are speeding such that they will catch up with us in seconds. As the sharks ran behind us, the pirates in our ship are getting prepared on how to kill them, few of us brought out guns and most of us went to the store and brought out arrows of different kinds, I never assumed they could have such thing in their ship. One brought out an object, looks like a garden fork but sharper