Solid Black Wolf Novels & Stories

Qunnizel had two wolves towering over her. Lia, who was black and white, and there was a bigger wolf behind her that was black with blood-red eyes. It seemed fierce and angrier than most wolves. When I tried to move toward Accalia, the black wolf gets more aggressive and wants to launch an attack on me. When I go closer to Quinnzel, Accalia starts to fade. When I move toward Echo, he moves toward Quin.

Her eyes wandered to Sandro's, and she realized his once beautiful sea-green orbs were starting to turn into a darker colour. It was different from the colour of the berserker wolf which was red with golden rings around it and the normal wolf which was black and flecked with gold. This was the blackest of black. A freaking vantablack and the more she stared at it, the more she felt it drawing her in. Thalia shook her head and bit her lower lips. “Sandro!” She shouted as he began to shift. “Get the fúck out of here!” He growled, straining against the chain restricting him.

Though generally, all of them had undergone brutal training for the Wolf's, the were just standout in martial arts. And last but not probably the least, the Black Wolf's Clan themselves. The deadliest and the leaders of them all. They possessed all of the natures the other factions had and they were mostly feared of the King. Mainly because of their black characteristics. They didn't like to be bossed around by just a random person and wouldn't hesitate at any time to kill or give in to their dark side, even if it was their comrade or loved one. They fear no one. They could find you out even if you were hiding into the deepest pits of hell and surely, they wouldn't hesitate to make your life

I followed his gaze and felt my eyes widen in surprise. Wolf after wolf began to make an appearance, trotting towards us slowly before stopping a good ten feet away from us. We all watched in surprise as the crowd began to grow bigger and thicker as many continued to howl and growl at the sky. Many vibrant coloured furs surrounded us. From black to brown to white and grey, all these wolves stood tall before us until we couldn't even make out where the crowd ended. Then they all began to part and make way for this one specific wolf, who was as tall as Axil and wore the same-coloured fur. I immediately knew who it was.

His father's face when it was done. His wolf was not like other wolves. Massive. Genuinely, significantly massive in a way that made other wolves give ground without meaning to. Black , the kind of darkness that absorbed everything around it. His paws left marks on the ground twice the size of his Beta's. His shoulders at full height came up to a man's chest. And his eyes. Red. Deep burning red in the dark. The kind of color that had no business being that vivid on a living thing. Other wolves looked twice and then looked away first.

He nods his head. “Yes, I was surprised, too. What colour is your wolf?” he asked. “She is black,” I said. “That is suspicious. White wolves are very rare. It’s supposed to be two black wolves; I am quite confused,” he said. I breathe out, touching the mark, and it’s a bit sensitive. “Now that we have marked each other, I am hoping Sofia will come back,” I said. “My wolf is feeling her now; she should be back by now,” he said.

The rogues stood there in total shock as we attacked them. My midnight black wolf, Estine, was ripping throats out left and right. My wolf is clearly the biggest wolf out here, killing rogues. Conrad and Max are a little smaller than me with brown wolves. Conrad's eyes are still a loving amber. However, Alpha River's human eyes are sky blue and his wolf, Max's eyes, are forest green. My pitch-black fur is covered in blood. The only thing that remains of my blackness are my coal-black eyes. I look around and the dead bodies of rogues are piling up.

She stopped to giggle a little, before her face suddenly hardened, and I could literally feel her heart fall to her stomach when she continued, “Except Clark, his wolf is red. But his color has faded, like he is disappearing you know. Sophia´s wolf is also red, only darker. Ethan’s wolf is a beautiful fresh green, like young moss right after the rain stopped and Bear´s bear is red. But his red is a nice one, calm and dimmed, not like a danger sign. Your wolf is black, but I’m not scared of her, it is not her choice to be that dark, and she always have a little star left to keep the darkness lit up.” My confusion had turned to amazement and awe, this was incredible! Not just her gift, but how

COLE dropped the black wolf he caught not far from their territory where it was spying on them. When he smells the scents of the black wolf, he immediately runs and hunts it down because the pack of black wolves is a great threat to his pack, the white wolves. When all of his packs saw him coming back with a dead black wolf, they come hurriedly to Cole. Their eyes were immediately fall off to their enemy who they know was trying to see a chance to find a hole attack them. Cole changes back to his human form, he was half-naked after he changes to his true form as a wolf to chase the spy sent by the leader of the black wolf. Cole Light Volkov is the alpha and the leader of the white wolves who

It hit like a tidal wave, dragging me under all over again. I forced myself to stand, weak and shivering. As I turned toward the mirror, something caught my eye, just for a moment. My wolf was there, but not like any I’d ever seen, she was massive, jet black, darker than night, darker than death itself. Her eyes burned like fire, vivid orange flames dancing in a soulless void. I screamed and stumbled backward, crashing to the floor, my heart pounding like war drums. When I dared to look again, she was gone. Only my own reflection stared back, shaken. What are you? I thought, clutching my chest.