Novel & Cerita Western Fantasy

It would quite literally be a house inside the Compound. I looked for Xander in our shared suite, and he wasn't there, so I went next door to his suite and knocked, not wanting to give Chef Lo Faso instructions if Xander had already done it. I didn't look for Elias, knowing he was still at work. Not finding Xander, I went downstairs to speak with the chef when I saw him walking toward us, talking to another tall, good-looking man. "Oh, Kalyssa!" Xander reached for me as he approached, and then kissed my cheek. "This is Gray Garza, Alpha Supreme of the Western Region. Gray, this is my betrothed, Dr. Kalyssa Carran, veterinarian."

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

Here he was below the border, about to run off a huge horse herd, and in a few days or weeks he would be going up the trail to a place he had barely even heard of. Most of the cowpokes who went north from Lonesome Dove just went to Kansas and thought that was far—but Montana must be twice as far. He couldn’t imagine what such a place would look like. Jake had said it had buffalo and mountains, two things he had never seen, and snow, the hardest thing of all to imagine. He had seen ridges and hills, and so had a notion about mountains, and he had

Reagan’s POV In case you don't know, the West Werewolf land is a no-go area out of all the regions in Werewolf land. It is said that the West land is filled with rogues. I watched Dolphus look at me as if I'd just heard one of his deepest secrets. “What the heck did you go to the West for? Do you wanna get killed?” I retorted as I tried to punch him with my fist but he subconsciously dodged as if he was expecting the blow.

Mobile operators always answer that the number dialed is inactive or out of range. One day Saga had to visit several other cities close to the city of Koba, asking his friends about the characteristics of the Bara family. Or for that matter, the characteristics of Bara and Mr. Aryadi, because Saga doesn't really know what Bara's parents look like. However, his efforts were in vain, to no avail. Even so, Saga actually has the only location he hasn't explored, close to the city of Koba. A forest. But he didn't have the courage to go in there. It is the area of ​​the wolf-shifter, an area inhabited by most of the wolf-shifter of Central Bangka Regency. People had never heard of a wolf's roar or

We were close to losing it all to Andreas McKinnon. Not only had I lied to my brother, my father and my best friend Lacey about where I was going in the middle of the night but I had to climb the hill, in total darkness to get there. The path to Kingdom ranch was watched by several of his men. He guarded his cattle and crops with nails and teeth and angry men that probably had guns, which was why he was one of the most respected and feared and desired ranch owners of the county.

The ranch was crawling with Grey Wolves. The Rebel lingered on the outskirts of the forest, watching the activity in the distance as he leaned against the trunk of a mountain pine. He surveyed the vast ranchlands before him as he tipped his Stetson lower, adding an extra layer of shadow to his face. The old cowboy hat was only a precaution. He knew none of the pack wolves would recognize him. Aside from his scars, it was one of the key advantages to having the identity of a ghost, and a good thing too…

He sorted through the order of the tracks for a long, long time, and then put it on repeat nothing more than an open message. Maybe my fantasy played out against the backdrop of frenzied hormones, and I invented everything for myself, but the male voice, bawling in English, made me think deeply and for a long time. About Jan's sanity. And about mine too. "..."S" - simplicity, "E" - ecstasy, “X” is just to leave a mark, because that’s the only thing you really want…” Strongly suspecting that this was how the werewolf was testing me for strength, she turned indifferently towards the window, looking first at the flickering country landscape, and then at the familiar cottages of the village in w

If he doesn't believe I can do it, then I don't think I'll ever be a wolf. "Your mother was right to keep all these hidden from you" He turned to me. "She had no right" "Believe me when I say you're better off in the human world" "I'm not human" "You've been one for twenty years" "I'm twenty three" I blushed. "Good, better experienced" He moved closer to me. "Ever asked yourself why you were attacked that day? No, because nothing else matters to you aside from fulfilling that little fantasy in your head. You are a target Willow. Get that into your head"