Whales Stories Novels & Stories

Michaels plan was to breed a new generation of powerful wolves, little did he know that it did not work in such a way. Adelaide felt sympathy for the females that had not been able to leave as the others had, she could feel their bonds. Screaming in anguish at the injustice that they endured. A betrayal of their wolves, of the true way. The brutality of the practice would mar their history for centuries to come, if there was a future for them.

yells Che from about ten yards away. "It's not a whale you dummy, it's a submarine," Ruth reprimands as they run toward us. "It's a whale and you're the dumbest." Marinah lets out a huff of air that could fill a hot air balloon. Che, with no fear, runs up and throws his arms around her leg. "It was super cool. It came up out of the water and then was swallowed again." Ruth's hands are on her hips. "It wasn't swallowed, it was electronically controlled."

My body stiffened as an icy silence fell around us. I clenched my fingers into tight fists, peering at the two whales circling each other slowly, their voices intertwining into a song that sent a chill down my spine. “What nonsense! The cosmic oceans surround all packs in all the realms,” another soldier said. “A lot of political changes happen every day in all these packs. And not once have the oceans interfered with matters of the land.” “But you can’t deny that the whale guardians’ authority isn’t limited to the ocean,” the anxious soldier said again. “They know everything that happens on the land…”

‘They always said it would be a nuclear bomb or an alien attack’ She had mused as she wandered the aisles looking for anything edible, ‘Nobody warned us of the savage beasts living so openly among us’ She had seen the huge Wolves attacking and capturing some of the remaining humans, it had scared her to note that they seemed to know instinctively where to look. She had cried many times watching the hopeless defeated humans being carted off in trucks, for some reason they did not kill those still left alive, yet she remained hidden. On the rare occasions the humans had resisted the huge beasts had torn them apart. She knew now they were not ‘Wolves’ but Werewolves, she had seen them shift bac

--Alyssa-- I was deeply engrossed in the book I had found. It was believed that the white wolves were the first of their kind to come into existence, blessed with extraordinary powers. They had the ability to heal, control the earth and everything within it, and even communicate directly with the moon goddess. These gifts made them revered but also envied, and eventually, the other wolves' jealousy led to a devastating purge aimed at eliminating the white wolves entirely.

The single word held centuries of certainty. I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way my body still throbbed from his tongue. The cave was surprisingly warm, lit by glowing crystals embedded in the walls and a small fire burning in a natural pit near the entrance. Thick furs—bear, wolf, something even larger—covered the floor. This was his den. I had been brought here while unconscious. Carried in those massive arms like I weighed nothing. “How did you even speak?” I breathed, mostly to myself. Legends never mentioned the Beast talking. Only that he came, chose, and took.

The wind whipped Warren's hair around as the massive boat carried them onward toward a group of islands off the coast of Vancouver. White shoals crashed into the boat, a pod of killer whales put a show for the handful of people watching from the deck above. They oohed and ahhed as the black and white mammals played in the waves. “Are you Warren Vandal? I can barely tell you, humans, apart, you all look the same to me.” A female voice asked. “There’s no need to make that face, it’s just a question.”

“What story do you want?” “The little white rabbit and the big grey wolf.” “Once upon a time, there was a big grey wolf. The first time he saw the little white rabbit, he decided he would protect this poor little creature…”

"Would you mind telling me the story of the white wolves again?" I take notice as some kind of fear crosses grandma Rivera's eyes in a splint of a second before she camouflages with a small awkward chuckle. "I thought you once called them myths and mere fables?" "Can you tell me the story, grandmother." I repeat myself. I cannot tell what I am feeling right now. I can feel…nothing. Grandma Rivera takes a moment of silence before letting out a sigh and then breaking the silence again. "The white wolves used to be the fairest in the entire pack. They were created in the image of gods and goddesses." She begins and I listen attentively to the story I have heard her tell me several times when I

Before the kids could protest further, Shay hurried out of the door with a smile on her face. “What the fuck is going on, why can't we travel one time without somebody trying to stop us.” Mina said as she followed Ji'lahni towards the deck of the Yacht. Before they even made it to the deck, they could see whales coming out of the water slamming into the water making the yacht rock and tilt. “What the hell is going on? It has to be close to a hundred whales and that's just the ones I am able to see.” Rimmy said as they all looked at the whales that seemed like they were aiming for them. “Wait a minute, does anyone else see the whale's eyes are glowing red. I feel like that's not normal for wh