Spell Wolf Novels & Stories

I said, and the woman began to weep. " Stupid, Stupid girl. How could you let yourself get ensnared like that?" She said, crying. ' What is the matter, Luna Tamar?" I asked her, addressing her in her official capacity. " That was how he got her," she said " Willows Wolfsbane cannot be expelled. It will kill the wolf. To kill a spirit wolf, a small dose would be introduced to weaken his or her defences. They would have to voluntarily take it in themselves. It is a way of telling the system that it is okay and should be allowed. If tried to force in, it won't be absorbed. Then an over-concentrated dose will later be administered. It would eventually kill the spirit wolf, but it would do it gra

I replied to him but as soon as I spelled the name ‘Paul’, I gasped. “What happened? What is it?” Karien inquired as he saw me gasped all of sudden. I looked at him and asked, “Do you remember what was the shade of the wolf fur, and how big was he?” “He had slightly golden brown, white-colored mix fur and not so big as I saw a werewolf in movies. I don’t think he was a strong wolf but he was there attacking those two guys before I got there and he ran off as soon as he saw me” He said recollecting the memories of last night.

Eva asked him shining her newly colored blue eyes at him. Luca smiled and said "You see, a Wolf will not protect what he has until he's challenged by another Wolf who wants to take it" "Huh?" Eva said and Luca stood up and patted her head and said "Soon you'll understand Eva" ~~~~

"Locked under the magic of witchcraft is a wolf strongest known to exist. With eyes red as blood and fur dark as night, he was a sight no one remained alive to describe. Many have tried bringing it to life,but failed giving away their lives. Untill an innocent girl comes sealing her and the fate of entire mankind The girl named Thora Valentine" .................................................. 7:15 am Bloodmoon pack grounds A girl lays on the cold freezing ground. Her breath coming out heavy as she tries to move.

Was he a god or something? She took a step back and then wondered why she did that? Perhaps to have a better view of this wonderful creature in front of her? She momentarily forgot about her father and noticed that her heart beat differently. She tried to calm herself down.Perhaps it was her wolf ready to show. The vampire who had killed Axel,Damon walked up to them. "She's Nicolina,the Alpha's daughter and the only child." He scoffed "I asked you to kill them all." the god like spoke.

she said softly while biting her bottom lip. “Why did I get that pain?” “The child is gaining its gifts while inside your womb and you're feeling it because you're the mommy,” she explained compassionately. “Don't allow ANYONE to drink your blood, or they will know,” she warned, and I nodded slowly. “Like Jaxon did?” She smiled at me and then patted my cheek before telling me how happy she was. “So what gifts do druid wolves possess other than a high sex drive?” I asked.

The pain was nothing like before—it was raw, consuming, unbearable. “MINE,” Damien’s wolf growled against my skin, his voice dripping with possessiveness. I screamed again, thrashing in agony, my entire being shaking from the torment. My breath came in sharp, ragged gasps as my vision blurred, dark spots dancing before my eyes. And then—something inside me snapped. A powerful surge of energy erupted within me, unlike anything I had ever felt before. A force so strong, so ancient, it rattled my very core. I gasped, my body trembling violently as the spell inside me shattered. A deep, primal part of me that had been locked away for so long woke up. My wolf. She stirred inside me, roaring to li

Stumbling through the entrance in a wobbly state, warped her surroundings once more and teleported her into her home, where she found a large wolf waiting. Ears perked up at her arrival and its gaze flicked to her as she fell over in surprise. The wolf was large, with glossy fur as black as the cosmos, a long, fluffy tail that swished to a steady rhythm, and eyes like glittering gold. It approached her lightly. Using its nose, it nudged her hand up to say she could touch. She hesitated, slightly recoiling in fear. The wolf closed its eyes in understanding and nuzzled her hand in encouragement. The softness of its fur soothed her instantly and it leaned into her touch before shifting into its

Luka helped me explain the dream of the white wolf I have had my whole life. Joel wonders if my father's passing unlocked my scent. They all figured some sort of magic was used to hide what I was. “Magic is a real thing too? How?” I asked. “So witches exist. Not in the way books and movies portray them but they do. They typically avoid conflicts between shifters and vampires. This changes if humans or the balance are affected,” Luka explained. “Why would someone need to hide what I was? What makes the white wolf so dangerous?” I asked.

The eight wolves were not wolves at all. Their forms shifted. Melted. Revealed something underneath. Eight figures made of shadow and hunger. Eight fragments of the second Void wearing stolen flesh. “No,” Aurora breathed. “That is impossible. They were human. I checked. I verified their bloodlines.”