The Last Wild Book Novels & Stories

It had been almost a week since we arrived, and every single day felt like a dream I never wanted to wake from. My mother’s old house had always been my refuge, a quiet corner of the world that smelled of rain-soaked soil, ripe fruit, and everything that reminded me of home. Life here moved at its own slow rhythm, untouched by the chaos of the city, and for once, my heart felt completely at peace. But that peace came with an ache I couldn’t quite shake off, because it was our last day. Tomorrow, we would leave this place behind again, and though I tried to tell myself that it wasn’t goodbye, it still felt like it.

I whispered, my throat raw from screaming. ​Marcus laughed, a harsh, barking sound. "Not our problem. North is the only way that doesn't lead into Ally territory. You go North, you hit the Wildlands." ​The Wildlands. ​The unclaimed territory. A vast expanse of dense, frozen forests and jagged mountains inhabited only by rogues—wolves gone mad with bloodlust—and things even worse than rogues. It was a death sentence. Kaelen hadn't just exiled me; he had politely told me to go die somewhere he wouldn't have to smell the corpse.

"Hop in, Mr. Crowe! If we leave now, you'll still make it to the airport in time." Very soon, I left the base behind in their car. As I looked at the place where I had spent the last five years, I realized there was not even the slightest trace of attachment left in my heart anymore. The wind outside the window still blew relentlessly across the desert. But somehow, against my face, it no longer felt so cold. Leaning back against the seat, I watched the lights of the base grow farther and farther away in the rearview mirror. The corners of my lips slowly curled upward.

Forever. End of book 36

Amid the crisp sound of glasses colliding, I took a sip of the cold beer. The chill slid down my throat, but somehow, it warmed my heart. The road ahead was long, yet there was no reason to look back. Somewhere out there, beyond the horizon, an open wilderness was still waiting for me.

Wild Addiction volume 2. I never knew true addiction until I met her. I never truly understood what it is to crave, mind, body, and soul—until nothing mattered but fulfilling that craving. Until the only thing that mattered was easing the hollow space inside me. It was there whenever we’re apart. Like a dark hole, it lingered, intensifying until my mind was full of dark spots. Until my mind was full of easy curves, bare before me. Until my desires reflected her, bending at the waist, her pert, little arse in the air, colored red by my palm, the outline of my fingers visible against her pale skin.

I’ll use everything I have if need be, but I’ll live long enough to make sure he’s ready and strong enough. “What’s wrong?” Willow asks from the doorway. I don’t even open my eyes to look at her. Her scent already threatens to rob me of my sanity again, looking at her may just push me over the edge. “Take the book. Go to page one-hundred-and-sixty-three, and read the entry about the Ultima wolf.” I listen to her move around, the soft rustling of pages as she opens the book and starts reading. “What the hell is an Ultimate Alpha?” I smile when she goes quiet and a few minutes later says, “Oh. It’s you.”

I need to apologize to her. While Jake was left off thinking on his next move, Kate decided to go back to the place near to the gate so that it will be easier for her and not to miss the flight. Luckily she found a seat and she settled in. She took out her book about the Flight Attendant and she continued reading it. While reading, she couldn’t even focus on the book. Jake’s face kept popping through her mind.

But it was as if everything had been erased from my mind, leaving only the last twenty-four hours, which had been nothing but a nightmare. The two were all full an hour later, and the two men's conversation had died away. I was still deep in thought, but as I snuggled into a thick blanket, I gradually felt my body relax. My experience here in the wilderness can be frightening, but it also provides opportunities to personally experience wilderness. In a rapidly urbanizing world, understanding the benefits of interacting with nature is critical for maintaining and improving well-being. In the back of my mind, the little girl's words kept ringing.

Yet Zild’s blood was still better. “You killed a human?” She turned to me with an annoyed expression, “why would I kill for you?” That was a no I presume. “What will you do to that egg?” She pointed upstairs like she was asking me to go up and leave her alone. “You’ll find something interesting up there.” She said so I did not waste a second and climbed up. Once I got in there, I found books on the bed. I picked up a book and read the title. “The Last Immortal.”