Walker Texas Ranger Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

The last thing that I see as everything slowly turns dark is Theo, Wyatt and Kane running towards me. *** Theo POV A huge black wolf lays on the ground unconscious. I can’t even take a moment to enjoy the beautiful wolf. My feet instantly propel me forward as I scream, “TYLER!!!” I go to touch him, but Wyatt, in his alpha voice, barks, “No! Don’t touch him! We will take the pain away first.” I stand next to Tyler, or should I say Gus. He has told me that his wolf’s name is Gus. I want to hold him and tell him that it will be all right, but I can’t.

Hacker Last night, Wendy and I got a lot of work done digging the trench for the security lines. We made it a game, and I love her competitive spirit. Her wolf is beautiful and my wolf, Saggio, purred loudly at how beautiful Dasha is. She stood proudly, letting him look her over. Then she’d rubbed her face against his, her wolf showing mine the same affection that Wendy showed me. I’m glad that her wolf seems to accept us as much as the woman does.

I heard Gavin say, sounding a bit uncomfortable, and I decided I would ask him why soon. "It was so much fun." Karen said, and I saw the same glint her father had in her eyes, and it worried me a bit. Had we unleashed a new terror? How could Karen kill wolves with her eyes closed, Wolves that were in hiding? I was going to ask her about it soon, but right now. We had a rogue to question. "Help me," the man said in obvious pain, " That woman is crazy, please help me. We were only trying to protect ourselves, we weren't doing anything." he said, and I looked at him funny.

Walker-That shit is not gonna walk. Luke- yeah. It can crawl. I got stuck at some point, thinking what he meant by it'll crawl when I saw the typo. I had typed walk instead of work. Walker- you bitch! Luke- you'll do worse. Walker - you need to see this. I texted, taking an unlawful picture of Steyn sleeping and sending it to him. Luke- she's dang pretty. Walker- Thought so too. I texted back, pocketing my phone. "You've caught the Darius disease." I whispered in Steyn's ear, rousing her from sleep.

She sighed and wiped her palms on her jeans. "I'm sorry," her words came out in a sudden rush and I had to concentrate to keep up. "My mom called the ranger last night. I knew you didn't want us to, but we started worrying about our cattle and Badger and such. We don't want a wolf that large to be running around here. I'm sorry that upsets you." She added quickly when she saw the panic in my eyes. The rusted wolf from last night was innocent, I didn't want the poor animal to suffer the same fate as Alastor. Stuck behind the thick walls of an enclosure. Never to smell the open wood, instead replaced with fried food and sweaty crowds. The thought of that wolf in the same circle of cement that

He suddenly jerked her arm forward and inspected her wrist. “That’s a deep gash…” he murmured. "I-I'm fine," Peggy stuttered. "Don't be a hero," he grumbled. "I have a friend who can heal it up." "A friend?" “Archer, you asshole!” a voice screamed from the forest trail. Peggy turned to see what appeared to be two other werewolves. One was in clerical garb, pale-skinned, light-haired, and with a serene expression that didn’t really match the vibe of the moment; the other was in ranger's gear, dark-skinned and black-haired, huffing and puffing.

I hear a growl slip out and then I wink at him and walk away. ‘THAT WAS GREAT REBEL! WE ARE GONNA DRIVE HIM WILD!’ Roxie shouts in my mind. ‘You think so Roxie? This is all so new to me.’ I ask her. ‘YES REBS! EVEN CRONOS IS PANTING!’ I laugh again and this time Lacy looks at me with an eyebrow raised. “My wolf loved what I did out there. Said that Austin’s wolf is panting too.” I told her. She started laughing again, “Yeah, he is! You are a total babe Rebel. Flaunt it!” she says encouragingly.

Ryker – POV I gently draped a blanket over Flora as she slept. After tonight's incident, it took a while to calm her down. She had been sobbing, but eventually, she found sleep. Her slow, rhythmic breathing and serene face seemed both graceful and captivating. I rose from the chair, chastising myself for intently staring at her. I stopped as My inner wolf Knight yearned to stay close and mark her, but I didn't want to pressure Flora. Glancing at her wrist, I noticed a mark that appeared to be a seal. She had mentioned it was a tattoo, but I had my doubts. Gently caressing her cheek, I reflected on how much Cassie's bullying had affected her. Flora often questioned her worth, and even when I

She gasps, her grip loosening. Connor shoves her off him, raising the gun for a kill shot. A gray blur slams into him from the side. Dante shifted into his massive alpha wolf and had Connor by the throat. The gun skitters across the floor. Connor shifts too, transforming into a brown wolf with those same rage-filled eyes. They fight with the brutal efficiency of trained warriors. Teeth and claws, each looking for the killing blow. Sera presses a hand to her side. The bullet went through—painful but not fatal. She can heal.

Tania, who was unaware of the fact that her pack had declared her wanted or that the pack she was approaching had a shocking secret waiting for her, traveled all night through the heavy rain so she could get to her destination as soon as possible, but despite her speed, she only arrived at the Wild Willows pack the next afternoon. By the time she arrived at the border, she had been driving for more than twenty hours, was exhausted from all the driving, and had a temper and it didn’t take long for the patrols to know that. However, they still kept calm knowing she was a pack wolf, not a rogue.