Where The Wild Things Are Novels & Stories

Despite my painful memories here, there are still spots worth visiting. My mind had not planned on taking the kids to see the caged beasts at the pack grounds, because what kind of creature hadn’t their eyes already come across during our five winters spent deep in the wild logs of Frostfang Hollow? You could find all kinds of wild animals roaming free in the deep woods anyway. The triplets like watching beasts, sure, but their hearts are not exactly over the moon about seeing them in iron bars. However, the mere mention of a fun outing has their little bodies bouncing off the stone walls with pure excitement. They throw on their walking clothes in record time, eager to follow my dress strai

You are welcome to join us if the office walls start closing in. Callan glanced toward the cliffside windows again, where lightning briefly illuminated the sea crashing below. The packhouse stood high above jagged rocks and restless water. They were sea wolves as much as forest wolves, raised on salt air and stubborn ground. One winding road led up through dense forest to their home, and from his office, he could survey nearly all of it. The territory was rich, the borders long, and more than one ambitious Alpha could look at his lands and imagine them as their own.

As soon as I connect with my wolf, I’ll be able to heal too. Minutes turned into what felt like hours. My calves burned, my feet ached in these dumb academy shoes…not exactly hiking boots. Sweat dripped down my neck. I kept going, deeper, telling myself every step brought me closer. Then I heard it. A low grunt. Snuffling. Heavy footsteps crashing through the undergrowth. I froze. Out of the bushes charged a massive wild boar…bigger than any pig I’d ever seen, with tusks like knives and red-rimmed eyes locked on me. It snorted, pawed the ground, and lowered its head.

Danger now came from the kind of things that should have always been our problems: a wandering rogue, a wild boar with more tusk than sense, a storm that knocked out a bridge. Big. Manageable. Natural. Not from the sky. Not from inside our own bones. *** On an unusually warm afternoon, I found myself on a low hill just beyond the training ground, watching pups play in the short grass. They tumbled over one another, howling at nothing, wrestling and yelping and occasionally shifting half‑way by accident—a hand becoming a paw, an ear sharpening—before losing concentration and snapping back into human form with squeals of frustration. A tiny girl with serious eyes and a mass of dark curls tried

He buries himself in her, deeper and harder, as if attempting to merge their very souls. They collapse together, muscles trembling, hearts pounding in syncopation. Rain pelts the roof as Lyric shifts, wincing at the unfamiliar pressure inside her. "I can't—why can't I move?" she whispers, voice tight with confusion. "We're stuck together." Sebastian's eyes soften as he brushes damp copper strands from her forehead. "It's called knotting," he murmurs against her temple. "My body's...locking us together. It's how wolves mate."

Candy was running through the woods on her normal morning run, her heart was beating fast as she leaped over a log and continued running. She could feel the sweat as it trickled down her back making her shirt stick to her damp skin, the sound of her breathing was the only thing she heard as the morning sunlight slowly filtered through the tree’s leaves. As she neared the back of the packhouse a smell hit her that had her mouth watering, her wolf was instantly on alert. The beast wanted her to follow that sweet tantalizing scent of orange slices dipped in chocolate. It reminded her of Christmas morning and the treats her Jiji would bring for her and her brother.

Mom almost choked, she quickly puts out her cigarettes and opened the window to air it all out, she muttered, "Ah sh*t, I'm sorry honey, are you okay?" "What happened?" I asked, "Where am I? Where's Clarisse? Where are the rest?" "The rest?" She looked at me raising an eyebrow in confusion, "You must be confused, the neighbors found you and Clarisse outside the forest all wounded and bruised. They said a wild animal attacked you. People said there are wild beasts lurking there lately like big bears or what not." Wolves. That's the first thing that came to my mind but I didn't say anything.

Annie thumbed through the guide book for Arkansas hot spring, looking for the page she folded down. Helmslee Hot springs. The guide book promised secluded undeveloped minera pools in the streambed of a canyon. It had sound like a soothing, healing sort of place. She had been making a point of finding the beautiful and secure places to hike and camp on this trip without any form of attack, she was weak omega, the weakest one for yhat matter, she trying to keep her ass safe though she knew that her mate was there to save her. So as soon as she set her tent, she was heading straight for the trailhead. Maybe she could find some peace in a pool of hot mineral waters, but at this point she doub

Maia: 6 years old I wake up and yawn, stretching my arms high above my head. I’m sitting in a large hollow tree trunk. I have no idea why I’m here or how I got here. I feel soft moss under my feet and crawl out from the tree. Animals and critters in the forest gather around and approach me. They gently nuzzle their noses against my legs, and when I sit down on the grass, they curl up on my lap. There are rabbits, foxes, squirrels, deer, elk, birds, and mice. They follow me around and do not leave my side. I feel safe and loved in this forest, and I want to live here forever. The forest is my home, my safe place, my everything.

he said shrugging. “Oh” Was all I said and leaned back in my seat. Sounds pretty boring to me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ‘The Wild’ animals are WOLVES! Seriously, out of all the movies that were being shown today, it had to be this garbage. I sighed disappointed and grabbed a handful of popcorn stuffing my mouth with it.