Sssniperwolf Hot Novels & Stories

Dove was pissed that he was left hehind and had to play catch up again! Shunee was on patrol around the safe house, but was intercepted by something or someone, and was knocked back a few paces. Regaining her footing, she looked at who ran into her. A black wolf with red markings she'd never met stood in front of her, fur on end, venom dripping with lethal intent. *Shunee* 'The Rogues are here. I've got one in front of me...' "There's no one coming for you. They have already been taken, bound and chained. Make it easy on yourself and come peacefully. I'd hate to break my promise to Jo about not killing you." the wolf in front of her asked with a crazy look in his eyes.

Gavin refilled my coffee three times before I finished one piece of toast. “Alpha over, no signs.” “Gamma over, no sighs.” At this point, I was getting close to noon by the way the sun was positioned in the sky. My wolf started pacing. She was getting antsy. “Gavin, where is my sniper?” His head snapped up to me. “What?” “My sniper, where is it?” My eyes met his. “What is it?” He was instantly beside me. “Something is wrong. My wolf feels threatened.” His back stiffened as a warrior threw open the office door. “Luna, Beta?”

I deadpanned and hung up. I immediately depart and call my security team, giving them the license plate number I memorized to track down. My IT hackers were one of the best crack teams in wolf world. Within minutes, I received the SUV’s location at a remote construction site and told my special ops team to meet me there. I’m coming, Sophia! Sophia’s POV “I want this bitch’s reputation destroyed.” Awareness slowly seeps in as Sandy’s hateful words penetrate through the darkness. “After we’re done with her, no wolf would touch her with a ten-foot pole,” a male’s voice responded. “Did you bring the drug?”

"Where were you before?" "A human." The handsome man let out a laugh. "That's really awesome. How has the transition been?" "Not as easy as I'd hoped," she said. "I remember when it happened to me. It was pretty rough." "You're a turned wolf?" Clara was surprised. "I went camping for a weekend back in the eighties. An outcast attacked, killed all my friends and left me for dead." "And you're an alpha?" Clara thought about James' comments about turned wolves. She didn't think one could rise in the ranks.

Nothing about either of those things makes any sense. "No, you don't need to buy silver bullets. What kills regular mortals can kill me too. I am not immortal, I can die just like you can. I can get hurt just like you can. I heal faster than you, and I have much better senses of sight and smell. I can run faster than a regular human, but that's to be expected when the blood of the wolf pumps through your veins," Aiden says and he takes a cloth off the kitchen counter and attempts to use it as a band-aid.

Neeeverrrrrr! It was the death wolf speaking.And Volkan stood frozen. The wolf was taking her side? Does this mean.... "How...how do you know?" Volkan asks scared to only have those white eyes look straight into him. And he could bet that he could see it smirk. "I wassss withhhh herrr!!! Everytime you hated her! You hurt herrrr!!! I was thereeee!" "Andddd I willl make sure you sufferrrtt!!! Youuuu all will dieeee! You willl dieeee!!! "

It will be better if I can pass out at once. The black wolf in front of me evaporated like a thick gray mist on a cold morning. In less than five seconds, the misty wolf was replaced by another young man of Justin's age who stood with his hands on his hips. He grinned at Justin and me. I practically slapped Justin's arm muscles and made my palms heat on my own. “Who is he?” I whispered to Justin. “He's just juggling, isn’t he?” Justin looked at me in surprise. “Extremely not! He is a wolf-shifter! You still don't know?”

“Welcome to your new digs, Connor. I hope the decor meets your expectations. Sorry about the fact that you’re gonna be locked in, but that’s the deal.” “What the fuck,” Wolf rasped, totally unconcerned about his nudity. “What’s the fuckin’ game you’re playin’ here, boys?” Viper had fully recovered himself now, and he smiled. “No game.” “No?” “No.” Viper cocked his head, and the large black snake tattoo on his neck almost seemed to sway with the motion. “It’s best for everyone if you just stay out of sight, and out of mind.”

I catch a phone screen mid-scroll: #TradeTheHuman is trending, with 14k posts. Then she steps forward. I don’t know her name. She’s tall and composed, with a silver necklace catching the light. All six of them wear those, I notice—the same way I wore mine into The Den. A goddamn statement. I get it now, from the other side. “Sienna Hart,” she calls out. Easy. Like she’s been rehearsing. “The human who’s killing wolves.” The murmur spreads through the crowd like wildfire. I stop walking. I shouldn’t. But I do anyway.

The one that had taken everything from me. It stood on the far ridge, massive, its fur streaked with scars and fresh blood. Its eyes were cold, pitiless. It had killed before. It would kill again. Not tonight. I dropped to one knee, my sniper rifle already aligned, my heartbeat syncing with the machine in my hands. Breathe in. The world narrowed. Breathe out. My finger tightened around the trigger— A shot rang out. The wolf’s body jerked, its legs faltering beneath it. A second later, it crashed to the ground, its final breath rattling in its throat.