Spice And Wolf Light Novels & Stories

My back arched in pleasure, trying to push myself further into his greedy mouth. My eyes barely able to open looked down at him in the dim lighting, his eyes were black, his wolf’s desire had taken over him. As he glanced up at me and caught my eye he bit down on my nipple, flicking it with his tongue. My core was throbbing getting wetter by the moment, my body tingled with anticipation. “Azai…” I panted

Its dark eyes assessed her with a predatory glaze. After a few moments Adelaide relaxed her stance and moved to stand in front of the wolf. It growled in aggression as she neared, and she let out her own grumble, from deep in her chest, to warn it off of making any movements. “Submit,” She spat. Their eyes met as the wolf worked hard to resist her words. She recognised the wolf, it had been at the Moon Valley. The scent of purity clung to its skin, the scent of the Moon, and she wondered why it was here.

He always told the story behind the various pieces enthusiastically, making her excited about them. "No, I want to hear about what you were trying to sell." Minnow exclaimed with her mouth full of sweet batter. "Ok, I recently imported the Personnel Halting and Stimulation Response Rifle. PHASR, for short. It's a non-lethal weapon designed to disorient and stun enemies rather than kill them." Waylen's eyes widened with excitement as he explained his latest finds. "So, it's a light-based gun that temporarily blinds enemies with focused laser beams. The laser lights, which operate at alternating wavelengths, will disorient people who look at them, rendering them unable to stand, let alone figh

The gray wolf’s den is cozy and way nicer than anything in the village. She’s got electricity, for one. The space is lit with these quaint floor lamps shaped like shepherd’s crooks with exposed globe light bulbs hanging from the ends, giving off the softest white glow. The furniture is mismatched and worn, but sturdy and well-constructed in a way that most furniture around Salt Mountain isn’t.

Jossie's POV: There is a beer produced by werewolves called, 'Wolfweiser.' It's brewed and spiked with wolfsbane. It's about the only beer wolves prefer. Because, its effects on us are stronger than the average beer. The cans are purple with the logo in bold gold. There is a wolf howling towards the moon on it. Wolfweiser is used at large backyard parties. There are a few knock-off brands but nothing beats drinking a Wolfweiser. Before I left Nathalie's apartment she gave me a can. "Don't come into work today. Just stay home and try to relax," she insisted. "Drink one of these if you feel like you're about to shift and give me a call."

He sat quietly in a chair while the little pup went out again. "You're here son... On the 16th Lavander's daughter will be getting married here..." said the old wolf. Light looked at me again, "That's what I came here for. Doctor Hamilton and I talked last night to tell you," Light said calmly. The old wolf looked at Light and me. Before she pointed at Light. "He's your mate?" the old woman exclaimed in disbelief. "Y-Yes Madame," I answered sparingly. She looked at Light for seconds as if their eyes were talking the she sat up suddenly.

After she had circled the body several times she stopped and cast a spell: “Cinis et pulvis, constringunt sanitatem lucem, de luna et dea, confima spiritum lupum” At first there was an intense red light but the more she repeated the spell, the softer the light became and then morphed into a soft blue light. When she was done she said, “I have gotten him to the point where his wolf can take over. I can’t tell you how long it will take him to heal from here. I will check on him tomorrow, but then your healers will arrive with your Delta the next day.” Then she vanished.

"Now, we need shoes to match." After purchasing the dress (Lyra insisted on paying, claiming it was a "future sister-in-law gift"), we headed to the Luna Spa, an exclusive retreat that catered specifically to werewolves. "Welcome to Luna Spa," greeted a petite beta wolf at the reception. "We have your private suite ready, Miss Blackwood and Luna Summer." We were led to a lavish room with two massage tables and walls painted in soothing colors. The air was infused with lavender and chamomile—scents specifically chosen to calm werewolf senses without overwhelming them.

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

Sophie laughed. "You really entertained us this morning Daya. I couldn't stop laughing and to think you called her an evil spirit who was here to take over your mate got me rolling" Mira laughed. "Really? I got my wolf?" I asked excitedly. "Yes so you can stop being dump. My name is Snow, and you can call me the beautiful one" The voice said. Rather my wolf said.