Tj Klune Wolfsong Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Yes. My words exactly. Come on, let's sit down again so I can drink some wine. I think this book is doing strange things to my mind." She sipped the wine as she found her place on the page she'd been reading. "Hmmm. This is interesting." She squirmed in her seat. "This says when wolves mate they use their tongues very cleverly." The thought of a long wet tongue licking her between her thighs, stroking her labia and twisting the tip around her clit sent streaks of heat racing through her and her blood pumping in her veins. Good lord! What was the matter with her? She closed her eyes for just a moment, to clear her head.........

My heart pounded in my chest, as I turned around slowly, my breath catching in my throat as I saw a pair of brown eyes staring back at me. They belonged to a wolf, who was slowly moving closer, growling angrily as it approached and I stood frozen in terror. As the wolf came closer, it began to change, its fur receding as it morphed into a man. I was stunned to see who it was: Aleksander Stormgaze, leader of the Wolfsong clan!

Klune, a stoic wolf, had lost his mate years ago in a skirmish with a rival pack, and the grief, though managed, was a scar he carried. As Leila passed near the encampment, the charm around her neck flared. She didn't engage them directly, didn't utter a word. Instead, she focused her intent, projecting the amplified echoes of fear and past trauma. Klune, in the midst of sharpening his hunting knife, suddenly froze. The image of his mate, vibrant and alive moments before, was replaced by a fleeting, terrifying vision of her dying, of blood staining the snow, of his own helplessness. The scent of pine and cooking meat was momentarily replaced by the metallic tang of blood. He stumbled back, h

"The past tracks as the past. Absolute zero drug on the circuit can cure a wolf's heavy life regrets. Your nervous system won't register any physical pain after your tongue swallows the pill my hand granted your asset. My processor tracked it down explicitly because my mind knows your character is intensely afraid of physical pain. Operate as a much better wolf in your next life cycle, Chloe!" Chloe nods her head slowly, her arms suddenly wrapping tight around his chest. "Hold my frame close, Tyler! Since the watch my face got disfigured on the ice, absolute zero wolves have ever hugged my body again. My spirit has been so incredibly lonely it hurts deep inside my bones!"

The growl became louder and louder as Lizal and Rose looked around. " Oh Claudia what pack is your mate from? Wow you are going to be a Luna as well. Let us know and we can come and see you. Maybe bring a good old house warming present." smiled Rose. Oh Claudia was pissed and almost lost it. Cynthia knew that this Rose was wolf-less. She had to get rid of this girl one way or another. T.j waved at the band as he stepped on to the stage and grabs the mic and began his small speech.

I could feel Torey's gaze on us while Luara shook her head defiantly. "Yes, you are." I laughed, tickling her as she struggled to get out of my hold, giggling loudly before escaping my grip and running off. I sat between Torey and Charlotte; Sam was on the other side of his mate. Elijah had left around an hour ago, he had somewhere he needed to be. Two other wolves had joined us, their names were Joanna and Clara. They were both pack warriors and their mates were currently running border patrol. Joanna's mate was Torey's head tracker and apparently the best in West America.

He produced croaking sounds with an admixture of coughing and snorted contentedly. "No," Leo broke the silence. “I never would have thought that you would chicken out in front of a human girl, Ar.” Once again, he teased him. “Hmmm, you’ll have to do it yourself… You remember the words of the ceremony, don’t you?” Does the phrase “Right of the wolf” suggest an idea? turned to Leela. — Wolves? Wolves…” she glanced at the dog moving impatiently from paw to paw. - Werewolves, right? she exclaimed, but she herself did not believe in the spoken words.