Wild At Heart Novel Novels & Stories

The shadow that had tormented me seemed less daunting, for within me resided the essence of the wild—an indomitable force that had sensed the danger and awakened me from my slumber. I walked on, no longer a mere human, but a fusion of the mundane and the extraordinary—a guardian of my own destiny, guided by the instincts of my inner wolf. And with this newfound understanding, I knew that no darkness could overshadow the light within me. I was Sydney, a woman intertwined with the spirit of the wild, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead with courage, grace, and the strength of my wolf by my side.

The commotion below was coming from Olivia and WIlder with Castor standing by. “Just do it now.” “You don’t have to do this Livie!” “You know that I do! I know you don’t want to talk about it but you know that I have to Wilder!” Wilder doesn’t respond back. He begins to attack Olivia violently and she isn’t even fighting back. I am stunned watching it, feeling my blood boiling. It isn’t until I see his claws extend and slash across her side that a growl escapes my lips. It must be louder than I intend because all their eyes turn toward my window. It isn’t the blood coating the t-shirt that she is wearing or how she is down on her knees on the ground that is breaking my heart. It is the look

“Why would you choose this?” In the dim light, Liam opened his eyes. They were dull with pain, but they held hers. “Because you are the heart,” he breathed. “A pack… is nothing without its heart.” Ryder’s good eye found her. “Because you see the wild in me… and don’t look away.” Ethan smiled, a ghost of his gentle expression. “Because your song… is the first one that ever made sense.” Fred wiped his bloody hands on his pants. “Because you’re Tess. And before any of this wolf stuff… I loved you.”

Chapter 62 Noah's heart raced in rhythm with the wild, untamed landscape that stretched before him. The forest, a tapestry of hues and dappled moonlight, beckoned him onward as he charged through its depths. The thud of his boots against the earth echoed like a primal drumbeat, a heartbeat that synchronized with the pulse of the wilderness around him.

Why did my father dare be on their bad side? In the presence of two alpha wolves, my father and Damian, my young alpha wolf had felt out of place and jittery, almost seeking to assert an impossible dominance. I had opted to take a walk and clear my mind. Then I’d met Wilda, stark naked in the woods of her family’s lands. The man-made forest was breathtaking, but a naked Wilda almost stopped my heart. What had struck me as impossible at the time was the lack of any scent on her. She smelled like fresh air, not like soap, or any kind of lotion or deodorant, not even bodily fluids. Her scent was perfectly masked in the environment around her. I never would have known she was there if I hadn’t s

And now that it is kindled, it's really hard to stop this wildfire. No woman had ever made him lose his sanity over the passion for flesh. More and more, deeper and deeper, until she finally lost a grip on herself and screamed. The heavier rain outside muffled their moans as they reached the climax that they have longed for. The night ended with their bodies under each other's warmth. For Elizabeth, it was the first. For Aleksander, it's like he found home in the arms of this strange woman.

He slaps my ass again and shoves me farther down on his face. That's all it takes as I undulate my hips against him, riding the tip of his tongue, riding this orgasm I've wanted since I felt him come against my hand. "Shit." I let my head tilt, feel my long hair brushing the edges of my back, and give myself over to the emotions of release. No other man has ever made me feel the way Wild does, and in the back of my mind, I know there's never going to be another man who makes me feel this way.

“You will find out one day.” My heart sunk for a moment, closing my eyes. Part of me never wanted that. Not with knowing my fated was here. My wolf would reject the next she-wolf. I couldn’t reject Tahlia, simply because she would have needed to accept. She couldn’t do that in this form. I doubted she even knew what she was feeling now. “Do we need to burn it? Or can we just run the heart through.” “Your best bet is to set fire to it. Did you see where it connects to the wolf?”

"But I cried anyway. When they transplanted Nathan's heart, I locked myself in the men's room the whole time, smoking and unable to stop my tears. Even Sue never managed to find me. "Also, the title of Mrs. Frost wasn't meant to be compensation… Because for me, you're the only one who can be my wife. "I now see Sue for what she truly is, but it's too little, too late. "I've fallen in love with you before I knew it, Wanda, even if telling you now is pointless." As he finished, I remembered that meteor shower that he had spent millions making for me. I crossed my fingers, making a wish as the shooting star left a fiery trail to the night sky.