The Wolf's Car In Pulp Fiction Novels & Stories

They ask if I need back up and I tell them I can handle it, but I’ll need help getting everything cleaned up and someone to cover the rest of my patrol once I take this wolf down. As a werewolf, the spirit of my wolf and I share the same mind space and can communicate with each other in either form. We’re basically 2 peas in a pod, the pod being either my body or his. My wolf, Gage, is jet black and very large so it can be hard to hide during the day sometimes. I think that’s kind of the point. Luckily this area is pretty shaded and there are some large bushes I can hide under while I wait for them to approach. In my human form I’m 6 foot 2 and very muscular since I still have the strength o

The loaded shot gun perched under the counter was proof enough. After nodding a polite ‘hello’ to Gerald, I led Zack over to the wobbly table of painted wolf carvings. One white wolf stood atop a mountain; head raised as it howled at an invisible moon. Another carving showed a brown wolf, hackles raised as it prepared to pounce at an unseen enemy. After reminding Zack not to touch, his eyes roamed each wolf with excitement. “This one.” Zack grinned widely, “This is my wolf!”

His eyes, though, were sharp and ice-cold. I slowly put my hands up and froze. Frost subtly leaked a whisper of aggressive aura, a thin, silent sheet of ice across the car cabin. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the hand gripping the gun barely flinch. His eyes under the hat instantly darkened, and the edge of his pupil quickly flashed a sliver of golden-brown vertical slit—a wolf eye. He clearly hadn't expected to carjack another wolf, let alone one who would try to intimidate him.

At the bottom of the path sat an old-style 1960s car, coated in a dark grey paint. "We're driving?" Waverly asked, trying to mask her surprise. "You thought we were walking to Trinity Mountains?" he rebuked, with a hint of annoyance. "I mean, no…I assumed we'd run." The Crimson Wolf pulled a set of car keys out of the pocket of his cuffed denim blue jeans and slid his finger through the key ring that held the symbol of the Crimson Shadow to his starter. "Nope." He walked ahead of Waverly and opened the door for her. Waverly stopped abruptly, not expecting him to pull such a gesture. The Crimson Wolf stood still; his tall frame enhanced by the morning sun.

He wrecked carnage like a messenger of death till only one of the guards remained, the guard dropped his weapons and knelt in surrender "Please, spare me. I know where they took her, I will take you there. Please don't…" He was still pleading when Iron bath the werewolf sank his fangs into his neck breaking it with a crack. He stood for a moment and raised his head, howling at the moon before leaping out of the window. He landed on the other side of the fence and ran in pursuit of the girls tracking her by her scent. 6. DADDY WILL BE ANGRY

Rohan My life flashed before my eyes as the wolf came down on my car. But at that moment, I acted fast. My legs moved before my body did. I lunged out of the car through the window, the glass shattered as I made my way out of the vehicle. The wolf slammed on the bonnet of my Mustang, bringing the car to a halt. I rolled through the grass trying my best to control my movements but the force I’d used to escape had more power than I’d imagined.

I let him see me, let him see that I took his money, let him see my car before knocking down the camera at the entrance so that he knew exactly what car to look for on the roads, while I myself changed clothes and drove on a motorcycle, leaving money and a small gift in the car. The wolf did everything exactly as I expected, not even allowing the thought that the car was a decoy, and that I was not in it. It didn’t even seem strange to him that the car was traveling unaccompanied by motorcyclists who kept at a distance in order to remove both the wolf and his retinue at the right time, who were not helped even by the sharp wolf hearing, they were so blinded by stupid anger. To plant their bo

I stole a glance in the rearview mirror, only to see the cars trailing dangerously close—closer with every passing second. My chest tightened with every ragged breath I took, my heart hammering so violently I could feel it in my ear. They were relentless. I knew that once they caught me, there would be no mercy. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, a dark fur cut through the trees—wolves. Their sleek bodies darted between the shadows, moving in perfect sync with the cars tailing me. They weren’t just any wolves. They were warrior wolves. Their glowing yellow eyes locked on the car, like they’d already claimed me as prey.

I was freaking glad that I brought this bullet proof car with me. Elinda kept shouting with cries, cursing me, " Fuck you!!! Are we being followed by some criminals? It must be.. because of you..." I pity her for being so innocent. She didn't know the darker shade of her favorite brother. I drove the car away speedily, desperate to save her from any harm. I swore to kill anyone who would dare to touch her. Driving in the lane, I finally took the highway only to be stopped abruptly by a giant wolf. A wolf was standing in the middle of the street in a threatening position.

He placed her hair behind her ear.He wondered how this woman managed to capture his heart.Anyways,he was glad she was his now.Together,they'd be powerful. He'd sensed her powers back then when he taught her how to use the daggers.He was ready to bet how beautiful her wolf would be. The excitement that bubbled up because of these was soon brought to an end when their carriage jerked and stopped abruptly. "What's wrong,Axel?" "The carriage...the horses wouldn't move"