The Druid Jeff Wheeler Novels & Stories

Speaking of mates Ryker and Drax are mated but he is scared to be with him and he thinks I haven't figured it out yet, I am just waiting until he confides in me before I tell him it doesn't matter, I love him the same. I walked into the room and Judi was already naked with her legs spread and playing with herself, I lick my lips as I undressed, and got on the bed, she crawl over to me and started to suck my cock and it was amazing as always. Drax linked me that Toffe is on his way up and I told him, "Let him stay with you tonight, I am literally about to fuck this she-wolf." Drax snickered and closed the link, I cum down her throat and she wasn't finished yet. She smiled licking her lips and

“Holy hell… I’ve never seen her like this.” Nimah roared and charged. The ground cracked under her weight. She slashed, claws slicing through Elaria’s frost barriers. Elaria staggered backward, barely holding her ground. “So, the rumors are true,” I said, carrying Lyra to safety. “So this is the power of a full-blooded werewolf. She is bigger than Kaid.” Elaira extended her hand, mana pulsing. The ground trembled — vines and roots burst through the ice. “Don’t forget,” she said with a smirk, “I’m still a druid.”

A battered, troubled soul seeking for vengeance for his family and seeking to restore balance to his people. As much as he looked like one, he is not a super-human, of should I say a super-werewolf. He had a heart just like mine. And was equally fragile and subject to fear. "...I have to be strong for you." His soothing voice brought me back from my reverie, after I had trailed off. Ever since my mom got missing, no one has ever been there for me. No one cared. Hell! No one even knew I existed. Hearing those words triggered a new affinity for Drax. His words were so sincere, and no doubt they were straight from his heart. This time I didn't just want to hug him... I wanted to kiss him badly.

“There are werewolf hunters in this city?” “They’re everywhere,” the guy said bluntly. “And who are you anyway? How did you even find me?” Derek quickened his pace and stepped in front of him, folding his arms. “I’m Jeff,” the stranger said. “I help new wolves like you control their emotions so they don’t get wasted by hunters.” Derek sized him up, from head to toe. “I can handle my emotions. That’s none of your business.” Jeff smiled faintly. “You almost ran out of the woods in full wolf form—didn’t think about who might see you, or how the girl you like would react to that.”

" Zane studied Alexander's face and took a thoughtful pause. With his finger dipped in water, he traced a name on the table. Ryker Wheeler. "Professor Wheeler?" Alexander's eyes narrowed, and he quickly gave a silent nod of acknowledgment. Ryker, Amber's mentor, the renowned Professor Wheeler, led the Wyverna Deep Space Research Institute. He was a leading expert on ancient and alien civilizations. It was just recently that Alexander had entrusted him with 900 million dollars for research, to delve into the mysteries of the Holy Jade Amulet and the intricate maple leaf design on Youcef's ancient blue stone. If anyone could unearth clues about the Holy Jade Amulet, it was undoubtedly Professo

In a black flagpole stretching millions of miles, a huge seal character—Sword—shimmered with brilliant light. Under the flag, an old man with graying hair clad in black armor exuded a domineering aura. He was an important member of the Righteous Alliance, the Guardian of the Javerigh Sect, Waldo Jefferson. His cultivation was infinitely close to the peak of the Consummation Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation. At this moment, he led billions of troops, staring at the boundary formation of the Xyndaros Genesis World ahead, his weathered face full of seriousness.

As soon as he saw Mana and Mata, he spat blood at them and said, "Lowbred reptile brains! I should have killed you both on that fucking island! How dare you betray us!" Mana and Mata hid behind my back and wiped the blood on their faces. "We aren't reptiles and we didn't betray you!" They shouted. "You were really mean you asked for it!" "You can't hurt us anymore!" The traveling druid ignored them and suddenly laid his sight on me. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" He stared at me and said. "A witch? A werewolf? Or a vampire?" He tried to walk closer, but he was stopped by the soldiers.

“If he was just a human shield, why not just remove him and replace him?” Damian let out a long, slow breath. “Because Kael didn’t want to remove him; Kael wanted to frame us. Kael, or Julian Drake as he is known to the world, is the Alpha of the Mirkwood Pack. Mirkwood has always been our silent rival, the Pack that wants to rip the veneer of civilization off our world and rule through open savagery. They despise my father’s restraint, my reliance on human systems. Kael believed that if he could eliminate Arthur Cross and make it look like we did it—either through negligence or hostile takeover—he could accomplish three things.”

Aerin tapped her chin with her fingers, lost in her thoughts. “Do you know something about this?” I enquired when I lifted my brow towards Pernwél. “Druids have many possible powers.” She commenced. “We have projections, like Pernwél; premonitions, then we call the druid an oracle; and other powers that the most powerful Druids among us control.” she paused briefly before continuing. “There are ancient scrolls referring to shifters, mostly bears and deers. I wonder…” “What?” Pernwél and I replied in unison.

Minerva suddenly followed Colt as everyone greeted him, leaving Tio and Lilith behind as they watched Colt and Minerva converse with the folks in front of them. After that, a man leapt from the tree hut and approached Tio and Lilith. "Hello, my name is Drake Wing, and I'm glad to meet you. Before you come in, I need to check your bags for security reasons," Drake Wing explained. He is a 289-year-old werewolf who served as the patrol guard's leader. Inside and out, he protected their area. His team always greeted their visitors and kept a close eye on them, ensuring that no one would hurt their packs. Drake Wing's eyesight is good, thus he was assigned to be on guard.