The Millennium Wolves Novels & Stories

The car journey wasn't as awkward after that, the Second in Command had introduced himself as Sam with Torey telling me that the other four wolves were pack warriors who were following close behind in two cars. Luara began to shuffle in her car seat, she was getting restless from being bored. I leaned down, grabbing her coloring book from her bag, passing it to her along with some coloring pencils. She started to draw two wolves on the blank piece of paper while forcing Elijah to hold her pencils. Elijah watched on as she began coloring them in, his eyes concentrating on every movement. "You got names for the two wolves you're drawing?" Luara nodded eagerly, pointing to her drawings. "This o

It wasn't much, but it was enough for now. A persistent wave of a hand captured my attention. I got a big smile from Milo, the Bolivian wolf who wanted to die after the Worgens killed his son. His mate also died in the rogue attack on Dark Wolverson. Milo pointed down at a brunette she-wolf and happily tapped his heart. He mouthed, “Mate.” I smiled with him and waved back, then he pulled her in for a kiss.

A month ago we destroyed a vampire coven and found intel on a major wolf pack located in Maryland. I was sent ahead to recon the area. I had spent the last three weeks locating and marking possible homes of these creatures when I found something disturbing. A Grizzly bear who turned into a man. Yep, my mind is blown. These fuckers aren't just wolves. So I’m looking down the scope of the McMillan TAC-50 long-range anti-material and sniper rifle, produced by McMillan Brothers Rifles company. I know many prefer the Barrett M82, but this gun seemed to call to my soul.

Just get rid of everything that was so pressing and getting on your nerves. Which is what I did. White Porsche Cayenne Vadim again flaunted his greatness, and beckoning to a further plan of action. The only thing I did not take into account was two hefty mules who stepped out of the darkness and blocked my path. With a height of at least two meters, and in the shoulders no worse than Rinat, the werewolves demonstrated by their very appearance that it was better not to mess with them. The familiar cut of black formal suits over white shirts, as well as the fact that I saw them for the first time, made it clear that they were Yang's people. Both are black-eyed and dark-haired. Black wolves.

I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyo

The armies kept trying and when they were not able to make a scratch at the two beasts, they decided to retreat, but they could not as Iron was already alive, and he was standing by the road, where stood as the only road they were supposed to pass, he stood and forceful pulled out the last arrow by his chest, and just as said by the priest, the arrow wounded his heart, and that turned around and made him love violent always. He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and j

he said, “I suppose you haven’t. Lunus and I consulted you with regards to the remarks about Elkshire, but the second script we handled on our own.” Ryan’s eyes moved from the paper to Evan with curiosity. “What was discovered? Anything useful?” he asked him. “It seems that the settlers who came and founded Banglador in the first place were having some problems with wolves,” Evan told him, recalling what Lunus had expressed to him. “Any time they would make any progress, the wolves of the forest would come and ferociously attack them. The settlers’ solution was to enter into a contract with Malkouth and the genizem. They sacrificed to the forest with the blood of their children, their brothe

Mary Miller-Parks gripped the steering wheel of her 2000 Jetta driving like a bat out of hell she drove all night when she felt the shift happen. Her own wolf crying from her prison inside Mary’s mind. ‘She is free!’ Ayla had howled pacing the walled up spot in Marys mind. ‘I will not let you out.’ Mary growled back at her. ‘I can find her.’ Her wolf snapped back. “I will not do it. I swear I would not and you know that.” Mary said out load her grip on the wheel getting tighter. ‘Mary let me out’ “I WILL NOT LET YOU OUT” she screamed into the night. Mary pushed her down, quieting her. Ayla went quiet curling herself into a ball sleeping inside Mary’s mind. Mary knew as she got closer to that

“They burned the homes. Slaughtered those who resisted. The few survivors fled into the woods, starving, hunted, desperate. Among them were children, elders, healers… people who had no place left to go.” “Did they survive?” Samantha asked. “They would have died,” Mira said. “If not for a wolf.” Samantha blinked. “A wolf?” “She came from the east,” Mira said. “From a pack called Dawncrest. A pack that followed the old ways honoring the balance of moon and earth. The Dawncrest wolves were rare. Powerful. And their Alpha… Her name is Malia.” The name shivered through Samantha like a forgotten song.

Tears pooled in my eyes. Ariston hesitated before giving me a response. “I’m sorry, but there is something else you need to know.” I could feel dread climbing my spine. “What is it?” He looked at me, “Once, in every millennium,” he began slowly, “two children are born, one male, one female, each carrying a wolf unlike anything the rest of us possess. We call them the "Millennials Wolves.” I blinked. “Two?” And he nodded. “Always a pair. A balance of power. A male… and a female… each born with an Unbound Wolf.”