Waves Novels & Stories

Riley laughed as Lily grabbed her hand and pulled her to the room to start getting ready. "You are going to look hot tonight!" After a couple hours of talking, eating, drinking, and getting ready, they were ready to head to the beach. Lily had Riley wear a bright pink bikini top with a cropped white zip-up hoodie that she left open and a pair of high-waisted short shorts. She put runners on and left her hair down. Lily wore something similar, except her bikini was blue. They walked there, which only took about 15 mins. The fire was raging, and everyone from school seemed to be there. Landon spotted her and waved, but he was already there with Ethan and Melissa. Ethan actually had his arm dra

Each wave rolled through him, his cock throbbing hard. Hawk gasped, his hand gripping Quill's arm as he felt every pulse, every movement inside him. "Fuck," He muttered, his voice rough as he pressed back against Quill. "Fuck. I can feel everything. Fucking everything. Fuck, that is amazing." Quill's arms wrapped tighter around Hawk, holding him close as the aftershocks rippled through them both. His forehead pressed against Hawk's shoulder, his breathing uneven as he rode out the last waves. Hawk shifted slightly, his muscles still trembling as he turned his head to catch a glimpse of Quill's face. He slowly opened his eyes and started to grin.

" Anatashi said. The noise that left Kai's mouth was one of sorrow, frustration, and loss. It rang loud, clear, and every wolf would have heard it, or at least their wolves would have felt an immediate pang of loss. Even Moon and the others could feel a sadness translated throygh the air. "Who was that? Moon? Who's howl was that?" Rex asked.

Eventually he, too, left, and Marc was alone with only regret for company. The sun completed its journey across the sky and sank into the horizon, painting the asphalt in a brilliant wave of colors before giving way to twilight. Despite the insistent grumble in his belly, Marc kept his sentinel post. Wind stirred the heavy ash pile on the ground, swirling it and yet not managing to disperse it. Much like metal filings when attracted to a magnet, the particles spun and danced but never strayed too far from their origin. Even the ashes from the decapitated head in the end managed to make their way back to the rest. Uncanny.

Not my life, so not my life. I'm finally in the woods and I feel calm immediately. What's it about the woods? Is it a werewolf thing? Being in the woods feels like being in a cool river. Calm and peaceful. All I can hear are the trees dancing, the birds chirping and the wind going on a journey and they pass through me as they do that. I just love the woods. My eyes are closed and my head is held up high enjoying the peace.

We walked into it, and stood in it. “As their teachers, Shrock, Sho, instill your energy, and let infinity recognize them as protectors from this day.” said Arba, again with the monotone. They stretched their hands forward as a dark and light energy twirled in sync around us, and eventually combined at the top. As they slammed into one another, they formed the most beautiful thing I had seen in my entire life.

At least not to me, maybe to others. "Wolves use howling to communicate with each other, and trust me when I say it gives you goosebumps." I nodded at Alastor, and just like we planned he started howling. It echoed off everything. It was a deep hollow sound. The females backed up their Alpha and howled with him, but you couldn't hear them over him. The group gasped in surprise and took plenty of photos and videos. I winked at Alastor, and it almost looked like he winked back. I'll have to write that down later.

He raises his voice and slowly turns his head to face me, his eyes turning dark. "Sorry. You don't need to be ma..." A tiny shrill whistle suddenly erupts in the room. The sound slowly gets louder. The door opens and the teacher walks into the room. He begins the lesson but I can’t seem to focus, the sound feels like it’s piercing through my skull. I look around and everyone seems unfazed by the sound as it gets louder. Am I the only one hearing this? I look to West but he has a distant look on his face, his eyes still dark. Is he doing this?

Her favorite though, of everything that was there upon the softly rolling dunes, was the tall, tall grass that whispers so sweetly into the gusting breeze. Raven paused for a moment, she was glad France didn’t say a word. Emotions come to her mind like the waves meeting the land. She stood there on the beach, eyes gazing out to the water but her feet couldn’t help but get wet. They come to her, soak her entire being and helped her to understand her entire self better. Just like the land and ocean were one world, her emotions were just another part of herself, another form of intelligence to embrace, another way to forget her problems.

she says as she stretches a little. “It’s the best morning” I reply. I know how cheesy that was but I also don’t care. “Um, why can’t Lore feel Atari? Is she mad?” I ask bracing for the answer. I could not prepare for what she tells me “No it’s not that.” Nova says looking awkward “I haven’t been able to sense her since the rejection. It’s what I have been working on since I went back to the Kingdom. We believe there is a psychological condition that effects wolves when they have been rejected or had other psychological trauma that weakens their bond to each other. I’ve been studying the phenomenon. I’m actually at university now working on a way to fix it for all wolves that have this affli