The Wild Within Novels & Stories

He finally spoke,his voice filled with indifference. His uncaring attitude shattered something in me. A surge of emotion swam through me, betrayal,heartbreak,rage. I heard several gasps as a sudden light erupted within me,surging through my veins like wildfire.. My body trembled as the sudden change took over me,every muscle twisting and reshaping as power and pain collided. I gasped,my scream shifting into a low growl. When the light faded,I stood there on four legs,although I was smaller than most wolves,my red fur shimmered with an ethereal glow,and my eyes burned with defiance. The crowd stared,And for the first time,I felt whole.

Because when another woman wants your man, and he’s too broken to push her away, how far will you go to reclaim your place in his arms? A sinful, scorching tale of lust, betrayal, and the kind of love that ruins you beautifully. CHARACTERS: LEXIE STEVENS The Woman Who Survived Hell and Still Burns with Fire Matalino, matapang, at fiercely devoted. Lexie rebuilt her life from the ruins of betrayal. But behind her strength is a woman haunted by passion, jealousy, and the fear of losing the only man she’s ever truly loved. Sa kabila ng lahat, she craves Ram like a drug—and it’s killing her slowly.

“I wasn’t hungry.” Elara studied her for a moment, then crossed the room and set a hand on her shoulder. “Something weighs on you. You know you can tell me.” And the words spilled before Irvine could stop them. “I can’t stop seeing it. The wolf we hunted yesterday morning. Its eyes and the way it looked at me before it died.” Her voice cracked, raw with confusion. “It didn’t feel like victory. It felt wrong. And there’s more. I’ve been… I don’t know. I've been feeling very different and strange. My skin feels like it doesn’t fit in my body. And my heart is always racing fast for no reason. Also I keep dreaming of things that don’t make sense. And last night…” She hesitated, pulse thundering.

However, we are wild beings, with an insane hunger and need for freedom, it is imposible to cage us, we are the definition of wild, trying to supress our wolves has never ended well for us, It could be like a split personality, the wolf in us, it takes time to merge, it gets harder and painful if we try to supress it, and unlike myths, we do not need to kill to activate it, because contrary to popular belief, it is not a curse, but a gift, a blessing. "Hi," I hear, and turn my gaze to the person, I see a young woman. "Hello." I smile at her, her eyes widening. "Hi," She smiles, then chuckles with embarassment at her repetition, I just stare at her with renewed interest, waiting as she ges he

Not really energetic enough to walk back, the brunette sat with her back resting on a tree and her eyes started scanning the place around her. "A nice forest?" Ruby commented, releasing a deep breath and looking down at her hands in sadness, "Did you really have to go, Mira? You promised and now...what am I supposed to do?" She whispered lowly, her eyelids needed sleep but she was too afraid to close her eyes. She heard a twig snap and looked around in alarm. Ruby gasped at what she saw, frozen in place as she stared at yellow eyes with amber-gold swirls. Eyes that belonged to a wolf. A werewolf.

Smiling softly at the strength that the woman was trying to lend her. It made her heart beat faster; she was beginning to have feelings for the wolf. Candy didn’t look like she would be the affectionate type to Annie, with her wild pink streaked blue hair. Her arms were bare in the tank top she had on, showing arms that were muscular from beating away at her drums. Her shorts didn’t do much to cover up legs that were toned and strong from hours spent running.

Fingernails grew and sharpened before Her eyes And for maybe Not quite the first time She felt alive The strange symptoms Of her youth The pawprints in the Yard, the lust for Jack London, the undercooked meat Calling the moon by her Boyfriend's name When her phone was ringing With his number lighting up the screen Calling her boyfriend The moon And thinking about sinking her Teeth into him The people who loved her Pushing for a lock up Questioning her sanity The people who loved her Trying to understand It was all so Unsettling, it was all so Mindbending how much louder the Wild called to her And how it knew her name Without any introductions And naturally her instincts Took over And superna

His eyes, wild and feral, narrowed as they focused on the elusive prey that dared to defy him. As the wolf ventured deeper into the heart of the forest, his primal instincts melded with his deranged obsession. A maddening storm brewed within him, a tempest of unbridled fury and bloodlust. His fury drove him to the edge of madness, blurring the line between predator and monstrosity. The forest became his hunting ground, a twisted theater of his vengeance.

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE ALEX DAVALO Another pack of wolves! The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silver glow over the quiet town. I could feel the emotions swirling inside me, a tempest brewing that threatened to spill over. My mother's sickness was making me sick. I felt helpless, like a tethered wolf trapped in a cage, powerless to protect what mattered most to me. As I stood in my room that night, I knew I needed to escape—to let the wildness inside me take over, even if just for a while.

the urge to know what their neighbor was thinking. "It’s the opposite of the Sombra, Tommy," Avery whispered as they walked through the "Wilding-Gardens" of Detroit. "The Sombra forced us to be 'One.' The 'Wilding' is trying to make us 'Everything.' We have to fight to be 'One-Thing.'"