Wild At Heart Novel Novels & Stories

He didn’t get to win like that. I wanted to see him furious, unraveling. Watching Elias take everything he treasured- his spotlight, his pride, his confidence… and yes, maybe even the woman he thought would always wait for him. That was the goal. Not Elias’s mouth. Not this stupid, dangerous pull inside my chest. “And I am definitely not giving my virginity to that proud thing,” I whispered fiercely. My wolf grumbled in protest. “No,” I snapped back. “We’re not doing that. Not even by accident.”

Only then did I notice the hands gripping at my feet. “You will never be forgiven!” “You will never be forgiven!” I tried to call out for help yet no matter how I screamed at the top of my lungs, no sound came out of my mouth. I waved my hands, searching and finding anything I could hold onto to stop myself from being dragged deeper into the darkness. Yet no matter what I did, the hands continued to claw and pull me deeper. I… I couldn’t breathe… Am… Am I going to die? **

The bike leaped forward, tires spitting gravel, carrying her into the dark road that led away from everything she had ever known. In the rear-view mirror, the wild roses at the edge of the trees seemed to lean after her, as if whispering a promise she couldn’t quite hear yet. She didn’t look back again. But she knew, with every beat of her broken heart, that this wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning of the hunt for the rogue that had killed her mate. She drew a bitter breath as the scrape of a chair shifted her back to reality. She was frozen, standing behind the bar, staring at a face she once thought she knew so well.

My feet felt nailed to the floor. In the end, I ran. I hated myself for it. I was too much of a coward even to confront them. I wandered the streets alone. Everywhere around me, people walked in pairs or groups. Couples held hands. Families laughed together. Friends huddled beneath umbrellas. Everyone seemed to belong somewhere. I did not. The sky darkened overhead. Then the rain came without warning. Heavy drops pounded against my skin, sharp enough to hurt. I curled up on a street corner, letting the rain soak me through while my tears blurred the world into streaks of light and shadow.

“YOU ARE NEXT,” While I was flipping through the pages, a card fell to the floor. I crouched down, and an excruciating pain I'd been ignoring hit me on my thigh; I shut my eyes as I picked up the card. The location and the time were written on the paper. I knew the location. “The day after tomorrow at Ray’s warehouse. Why?” I paused momentarily. Furiously, I threw the paperback against the wall. ‘Are you fucking with me?”

I don't mind getting lost in the punisher if that will bring safety to Lucien in every way possible. "The heart of the punisher sits on the lykonian mountain, the deepest part of the wild where no life exist. Those who ever had never got the chance to return either. Their life ended the minute they entered the wild. However, there was a tale of a woman, many centuries ago, who had entered and left the wild alive. She was the only known case of the wild's survivor. But it didn't take long until she died too. Just a day after she survived it." I heart leapt with the tinniest bit of joy knowing perhaps there's a chance for me to survive the wild too. But if truly she had been to the wild? How w

Dare you enter them with me? ‘Yes!’ she cried, possessed of savage recklessness, her heart beating wildly. Let the brother Mallory hated show her undreamed of depths of depravity. Let him use her while she used him — and just maybe Mallory would get to hear of it, and be hurt.

He snarls as my puke hits his pelt, but he doesn't slow down. "Close eyes," he orders, and I quickly obey. My world goes dark, and my brain zeros in on my pain again. Nathan. My Love is gone. The forest I dreamed of seeing took him, and I wasn't allowed to follow. Sobbing once again becomes my sole focus, and the beast carrying me doesn't say anything else. His arm does tighten, though, and my face buries into his fur. His hand holding me goes from an aggressive grip to a firm hold. It's as if he understands my pain.

Elias shook his head. “If that’s the case then why is your heart saying something else sweetheart, why is it beating so fast? So out of rhythm?” he asked as he placed one of his hand just above my chest and listened to it carefully. I wanted to push him away, but I was weak to his touch.

Kate thought she had overcome her crazy feelings towards Nick. Until now... With their bodies only a thread in between. With their lips attached and their tongues like warriors, sword-fighting. With their hearts seeming to beat similarly wild, lust clouded their minds... They were like bunnies in the wild. Carefree... Feeling freed from the shackles of their deeply buried emotions, the two were like eagles who learned how to spread their wings and fly for the first time. Reckless, scared yet excited, and fascinated. They've set their hearts free of any fears.