Sunny Wof Novels & Stories

"But Luna.." "No Sunny, his majesty will be coming anytime soon it's disrespectful to keep him waiting on the dining table." spoke Wren trying to reason with a persistent Sunny, she knew that the girl meant no harm and that on the contrary she was trying to ease her discomfort, but she doesn't want to risk them finding out that her mate punished her like a child because he saw it fit for her childish behavior, that would be extremely embarrassing, at least for her, now she has to find a way to bath by herself without the help of the girls.

My wolf said. Her words were beginning to upset me, I felt so pained at the moment. Waking up to the reality that my parents were no more, scares the shit out of me, everyone would try to act like they understand the pain I am going through but they don’t, nobody does. “I know that already!” pushing myself up with the last strength I had in me, I had to go freshen up. After I was done, I realized I had nothing to wear. “Do you need my help?” my wolf asked. I rolled my eyes at her, “I could go out naked and get you some good suitors,” I snickered.

Sarah POV The soft glow of a Sunday morning filtered through the curtains, painting the room in a warm, inviting light. I lay nestled in the plush comfort of the bed, relishing the rare feeling of utter relaxation. The events of the previous day – the tense confrontation with my father, the unexpected comfort from Adrian – felt like a distant, unsettling dream. My phone buzzed insistently on the bedside table, shattering the peaceful quiet. Groaning, I reached for it, squinting at the bright screen. Ester's name flashed, a beacon of energy I wasn't quite ready for.

Strongly worried? - So-so, - I slightly scratched the skin on the border with the wound. It looked and, indeed, so-so. If I lose my arm, no sense of self-preservation will hold me back! - Sometimes numb, but mostly terribly whining. “Last time, everything healed on you quickly,” my chest ached unpleasantly from unsolicited childhood memories of life with wolf cubs, “Now you need another remedy, but you won’t like my recipe,” I already had a premonition of what she was driving at, but hope flickered in my imploring gaze, - Wolf saliva is an excellent regenerating agent.

It was a pathetic thought to realize that a werewolf as tough as Tenny would have hurt feelings. “Tenny, do you ever watch this Meal Network channel?” His question was followed by silence. He imagined that Tenny was trying to figure out where this conversation was headed with such a drastic change of conversation. “Uh, sometimes…” Tenny sounded puzzled. “Who is this tiny little blonde woman on here?” Santiago asked as he watched her adjust an apron around her waist and then smooth her hands down her abdomen and upper legs to press out the wrinkles. He was actually getting turned on while watching a cooking show. Perhaps he was the pathetic one and not Tenny.

Darian accidentally launched his into the bushes. Solana had shifted back into Serenya, now wrapped in a light blanket and sitting quietly beside Cheyenne, who was tossing popcorn at Gunner like it was a sport. “You did good today,” Cheyenne said, glancing her way. “Miss Wiggles was a hit.” “Do not call her that.” “Oh, it’s too late. I’m getting her a monogrammed saddle.” Serenya chuckled, and something warm filled her chest. Maybe it was the fire. Maybe it was this found-family feeling she didn’t realize she’d needed so badly.

SHAWN I stared at Mike’s contact name. He is my best friend, but he is also the new Alpha of the pack. Calling him right now feels like crossing a line. Either way, I press dial. "Shawn? Hey, man," Mike’s voice finally cuts through the line. "Everything okay? It's late." "No," I choke out. I press the heel of my palm into my forehead, trying to steady my breathing. "No, Mike, everything is completely messed up. Your uncle is out of his mind."

When I saw that young woman from the photos in my apartment, I froze for a moment, thinking I hadn't fully woken up. Her blonde hair was now tied into a messy bun at the back of her head. She wore an oversized sweater that was so loose that I couldn't tell if she was wearing any pants underneath. It was matched with a pair of khaki, studded steampunk boots. I stood there, stunned, as Leon casually put his arm around my shoulders and introduced her. He said, "Hey, Xandra. This is my cousin. She's crashing here for a few days." The young woman looked me up and down before reluctantly extending her hand. "Zoe Braun."

“Come in.” Sunny waltzed in with a megawatt smile on her face until she saw Amari on Darren’s bed. A low growl emanated from her chest, making Darren roll his eyes. Sunny, like every other unmated she-wolf, wanted him for themselves. After Lea died, some of them barely waited until she was buried in the ground to offer their “support” during his “troubling” times.

Leon said, “The actual date.” Angela said, “I remember it’s November 22. I didn’t expect Sunny to be a Scorpio.” Leon smiled. “I don’t know much about zodiac signs, but technically, Sunny isn’t a Scorpio.” Angela’s eyes filled with question marks. Leon said, “November 22 isn’t Sunny’s birth date. It’s her second birthday—the day she came out of the incubator. That’s why Sunny celebrates on her second birthday every year.” Angela thought of how Sunny’s mother passed away on the day Sunny was born.