Who Novels & Stories

“Who the hell are you?” He smiled faintly, as if amused by her fire. “I am Maeron.” The name didn’t mean anything to her. And yet, something about it clawed at her memory, like a word she’d once heard in a forgotten dream. “You’re not a wolf,” she said, taking a step back. “You’re not human either.” “No,” he replied simply. “I’m not.” Serena’s wolf bristled. Her senses sharpened, every instinct telling her to run, to shift, to fight—but her body remained still, locked between terror and fascination.

He is working for Hudson. Shit!!!

- a hoarse voice says behind me. When I turned around, I saw a huge gray and black wolf that seemed to glow. His eyes were stark white as if he were blind, but he looked me in the eye intently. - Who are you? Where am I? - I asked him. - I have many names, but you can call me Vánagandr. Before the Moon Goddess created the Werewolves, she created the Lycons, and before the Lycans there were only wolves. I am the father of all wolves. As for why you're here, you are between life and death in the great garden that will take you back to life or to the realm of the dead.

It was him. Mateo Santiago.

I mean why would she come suddenly and demand for the most outrages thing knowing I couldn’t say no. Someone must be behind her...the only one that could come to mind was my cousin Maxwell. I mind linked Jeremy at once as I felt his energy near. “Arthur...” Jeremy walked in. “Does Maxwell know my mate is human?” I asked him. “I doubt. Seeing how he is quiet, I doubt he knows.”

She sipped on her whiskey, that she grew to appreciate the taste of. The elevator doors opened, making them both look up at the man walking in. His white shirt was dirty and stained. His knuckles bloody and his hair soaked with sweat and rain. Sage stood up from beside Athena and ran up to him. But Giovanni did not look at him, he was not expecting either of them to be there, his eyes looked at them both before looking back at Elvio.

“And…maybe beating numerous guys half to death because they were late on payments.” “Hey, in my defense, they were at least three weeks late and giving excuses upon excuses.” We both chuckle and fist bump. “Next we have the biggest player in the school—-“ She gets cut off by a very hot black-haired guy. “Rhea, I can introduce myself. I’m Caleb White. 22. Grade A.” Damn, his voice is deep. Wait, Grade A… “So you’ve committed murder yeah?” I ask. “Yes and did I hear a little bit of excitement under your voice just now?”

he asks "I've never met her until today and she said some weird things to me before she passed out" "Okay okay start from the beginning" he tells me "Okay so I headed to the park borders like you instructed me to when I got there the patrol wolves were all unconscious I didn't smell any rogues around so I started investigating the area after ensuring the guards were still alive. I heard sniffling and whimpering so I followed the sounds and they led me to her. I didn't pick up on her scent which I found strange so with my guard still up I started questioning her she told me her name is Avery and that she was being chased by some men because she ran away from someone she calls master"

She Qian Mo was nothing like Dawn imagined. The man had long, silky black hair that flowed past his shoulders. He wore round Parry Hotter glasses and was lanky. If the former mafia boss didn’t know better, he would have thought he was dealing with a private investigator instead of an underworld informant.

C Noeline.