Vulcan Novels & Stories

Any part of my life, really. “Oh good, because everyone knows he’s a player who can’t ever stick to one person. Its just Caleb for you.” A guy with blonde highlights on his hair walked by our table and instantly reminded me of Levi. I also needed to talk to him to thank him about yesterday. “So what’s up with Levi? He doesn’t talk much?” “No, he just needs time to warm up to people. He has a very hard time trusting people and sincerely, I don’t blame him.” Veronica says.

She is in the grave, unable to watch her child grow. Ramon Fridling was the only thing in her mind, Violet was hell bent on killing him, it was another mission of hers, to kill Ramon Fridling because he was the reason why Scarlet died. If Scarlet didn’t marry him, she was going to be alive today, but she isn’t.

Violet POV. My big day is almost here, the day I'll get away from them all, I know no one in space would want me, I'm not like the rest, I'm not obedient, I'm not someone who likes to cry over everything, although sometimes I do, it's not me, I swear, or maybe it is me. But the more of the treatment I take the more I feel emotionally vulnerable, I feel like I'm a baby, that's the whole concept, we'll be sent back to childhood, we'd still have our adult humans brains and intelligence, but we'll go to a headspace where we'd be vulnerable and completely dependent.

Eli held his hands up in the air and said, "Fine, fine, take away all the fun of letting your big brother have a peak of whatever delicious little creature you have down there." Eli sniffed the air. Whoever she was, she smelt fantastic. He had never smelt something so good before. The air smelled of sea salt and coconuts, like he just took a tropical trip to a far away island. His wolf stirred and didn't want to leave, but Eli needed to give his brother some space to finish up. He would get a chance to meet his little brother's new play thing eventually. Ethan never was serious with whoever he dated because he knew he would end up like Eli, having to choose a mate based on his parents' picki

"My Omegas don't run hot. We’re ghosts in your machine. Now, take your hand off that console before I take the hand off your arm." Vance’s eyes darted to the large, shielded button at the center of the desk. The Salt-Bomb. A high-altitude chemical dispersal unit designed to strip the moisture from every living cell on the North Ridge. It wouldn't just kill the wolves; it would turn the entire mountain into a sterile, white graveyard for the next century.

Toward the end of the passage, wait Darius and Esme. Vuko looks at me and I nod. This must be done. We walk forward together. "Darius Eldritch," says Vuko, "Thank you for our safe passage." Darius touches his hand to his forehead in an age-old greeting of familiarity and respect. "Our hopes go with you, Vuko Firewolf and Silvia the Ironwolf." I see Vuko clasp the leather pendant that hangs from his neck. Inside is the life stone. I slip my hand in Vuko's. His skin vibrates with the hidden pulse of the life stone. Whatever happens, will happen soon.

Wolfgang raised the corner of his lips, and he approached Selina. When their faces were only ten centimeters apart, Wolfgang stopped moving. "you aren't human." Selina was see-through by Wolfgang, and her heart suddenly beat faster than usual. She didn't know why she was discovered, but she better not tell the truth. "Why am I not human?" Wolfgang saw that she was still stubbornly denying it, so he did not hesitate to take out the knife he always carried. Selina was also taken by surprise by Wolfgang's actions. He took a knife and cut himself into the flesh of his arm. But the strange thing was that the wound quickly returned to normal as if it had never happened.

VULCAN Vulcan watched her collapse against his chest, her small frame trembling violently as the final tremors of her second climax rippled through her body. He could feel her inner walls still pulsing tightly around his thick, swollen shaft, milking him of every last drop of his seed. He wrapped his massive arms around her, breathing in the scent of their combined sweat, sex, and vanilla heat. But as Paula’s breathing slowly began to even out, and her head grew heavy against his shoulder, Vulcan felt a dark, insatiable hunger rearing its head deep within his chest.

I look at him, her name leaving my lips like a breath "Vanilla" "She was in Vino apparently, with her cute friend who we'd get to later cause he's so fucking dead" He's still looking at Doc "But that's not the cute part. The cute part is where she left out how Vanilla is being followed by Drasknes" Drasknes. Assassin's that kill for Aerians. They are efficient and expensive but good at what they do. They have never missed a kill, from what I have heard "They haven't killed her"

If she couldn't kill me in the mud, she would destroy my reputation in front of the entire Great Wolf Council. In Clamville, the rain finally surrendered. The floodwaters were receding, and the last of the trapped villagers had been pulled from the wreckage. "Dr. Mercer, you look like you're searching for something," the head nurse said, watching me scan the perimeter of the supply tents. "I... I was wondering if the relief crates had any suppressants? Or emergency contraception?" The heat from yesterday afternoon was still burning in my veins, and the realization of what Cole had done—and what I had allowed—was setting in. I was terrified of what a Ryder pregnancy would mean for my fragile