Tyberos The Red Wake Books Novels & Stories

Curiosity got the better of me, I pulled the book from the shelf and opened it. The pages were yellowed, filled with various illustrations of werewolves, they were white wolf's, their fur were as white as snow. Their red laser eyes shown through any darkness. As I flipped through the pages, a sudden chill ran down my spine. The room around me began to fade, and the colors of the illustrations bled into reality. I shut my eyes hard as the world around me began spinning. As everything seemed to calm down I gradually opened my eyes to a new world.

When she sees the werewolves trying to sniff the air, she explained, "I am a pure-blooded wolf, therefore, my senses are more concentrated than yours." "He is still alive," Tera confirms. "If he was dead then I would have seen his soul." Ryder rolls his eyes. Assuming his brother even has a soul. Tera bends down to have a closer look at the bullet wound. her little eyes squinted closer and found little movement. "It also seems that his wound is healing." "Then we better get started before he wakes up," Sarah says. While Rufus was being tied up on the pole near them, everyone started to introduce themselves one by one. The last ones to introduce themselves were Snow and Ryder.

The roar beneath Blood Moon territory echoed for miles. Every wolf felt it. Every warrior heard it. And every instinct screamed the same warning. War was coming. The blue light surrounding Thomas slowly faded as he stood between George and Julia. The twins rested peacefully now. As if they had accomplished what they were meant to do. The territory, however, remained restless. The ancient symbols beneath the earth continued glowing. Waiting. Watching. Awakening. The First Alpha stepped toward the giant doorway. His chains rattled heavily.

“He will choose you over the bond, and the blood will run for it.” Then I saw them; Red eyes, fangs, wolves without skin, crawling from beneath the ice like shadows formed from death or betrayal. I screamed hard and woke up. Aether burst into the cabin, with his sword at hand. My chest was heavy as sweat dripped from my head to my toes. “Did you see them again, Was it some sort of trance?” he asked, his voice low. I nodded. “Tell me exactly what you saw!” And so I explained, I told him about the red-eyed wolves, the woman’s tiny voice, and that feeling of something ancient arousing from beneath Northwood’s sacred ground.

The Pack's Triquetra is Book 2 of the Series, which begins with The Pack's Secret Keeper. **Trigger warnings for this book: this is a dark romance werewolf story containing gaslighting, dub-con, assault, rape, violence, bondage, in a Reverse Harem scenario, involving bxg and bxb group sex scenes. ** Havermouth, Eight Years Before Heath’s mother was crying.

Mike asked. "Tink find dirty book," the goblin whispered. Picking it up, she opened the pages and turned it around. In stunning detail was an image of a werewolf, his monstrous member dangling between his legs as he jerked his load into the hungry mouth of a pair of women on the ground beneath him.

Nicklaus said while he carefully lay Tiana down on the bed. "Rest now," he said, and Tiana closed her eyes as she didn't want to look anymore. she didn't want to feel or think, but her thoughts drifted back to Nicklaus standing there with his red eyes as blood dripped down from his long nails. He killed the men. Do werewolves have red eyes? No from what she red they have golden eyes only a true alpha has red eyes… but Nicklaus was not an alpha! What was he?? Nicklaus fingers traveling down her cheek disrupted her thoughts.

​The red dot on the Librarian’s stone map didn't blink; it pulsed with a slow, rhythmic finality. The Flagship Weaver was no longer a distant threat in the stars. It had breached the mesosphere, trailing a wake of ionized silver that could be seen even through the thickest fog of the Anchorage.

“Never found. No remains. No confirmed sightings. Presumed dead.” Kade’s vision tunneled. Age two… Silvermoon wolves… rare silver-white lineage… powerful alphas… A child who would be seventeen now. Turning eighteen in just weeks. “We’re sending the files to you now,” the intel officer finished. “Alpha… if she survived, her bloodline is one of the rarest alive.” The call ended. Silence pressed around them, heavy as stone. Wyatt’s expression had gone pale. “Kade… tell me you’re not thinking—”

He read it over again, the confusion growing more deeper and then he saw dungeons guards red tick, Abel blue tick, queen Anna, "there was no tick, what does red tick blue tick means? He stared around him and rubbed his temple. He was tired of this whole puzzle. He closed the book and stood up but then something caught his mind. Red tick blue tick, he was sure he had seen that before. He rushed to his shelf, flipping books out of his way as he searched for something useful. "Ahh, got ya." He smiled and went to the table. The book looks dusty and way too old, well that was his little library. "Phub.." he blew on it and cleaned the book with his palms. His eyes searched the contents for marks a