Wild Author Novels & Stories

"For now." "Why." "Because I want to see what happens when Wilder breaks." She said it soft. Almost dreamy. Like it was a thing she'd wanted a long time and could finally taste. "He's held that pack together on a straight back and a shut face for years. Never a crack. Not one. And then he goes into the woods and marks a waitress because his wolf couldn't keep it in its pants." Her eyes ran over Maya again, slow, head to foot. "You're the crack. I've been waiting a long time for a crack in that man.

The road stretched out before her, a ribbon leading her back to the cabin, back to the embrace of her mates. Unbeknownst to Violet, Archer's wolf form bounded through the wilderness, guided by an unyielding determination to find Mateo. And as the wheels of Violet's car turned, carrying her closer to their shared home, a convergence of fates drew near—an intersection of love, uncertainty, and the profound bond that bound them together.

Ava Hart POV Connor stretches his large, fur-covered hand out and strokes my long hair gently. "This layout is just how the wild ridge works, little mate." My mind always admires how my Alpha draws a sharp blood-line between love and hate. When a wolf is right, he backs them; when a rogue is wrong, his fangs snap. He never runs in circles through the brush or beats around the thick trees. His choices always land straight and clear-cut. That is exactly why my own paws are suited for this wild, shifting entertainment territory. My skin is made to run right alongside Connor's heavy paws in this dangerous wilderness where every lesser beast tries to steal our ground. And all his inner wolf wants

She laughed really loud while he left the door open in case she wanted to join him. "SA is really beautiful, babe, imagine how fun it would be if we lived here, especially since it's your favorite place", Adrian said, trying to cajole his wife into agreeing to live in SA with him but she just wasn't having it because she rolled her eyes and sipped her drink louder. "Yeah right", he mumbled under his breath. "Stop it, babe. I'm not ready to move to South Africa with you, I have my career, my friends, my entire life back in lakeside an-"

Because when another woman wants your man, and he’s too broken to push her away, how far will you go to reclaim your place in his arms? A sinful, scorching tale of lust, betrayal, and the kind of love that ruins you beautifully. CHARACTERS: LEXIE STEVENS The Woman Who Survived Hell and Still Burns with Fire Matalino, matapang, at fiercely devoted. Lexie rebuilt her life from the ruins of betrayal. But behind her strength is a woman haunted by passion, jealousy, and the fear of losing the only man she’s ever truly loved. Sa kabila ng lahat, she craves Ram like a drug—and it’s killing her slowly.

Riley’s POV The warehouse stood like a jagged tooth against the gray sky. It smelled of rust, salt, and impending death. I looked at the nine girls standing around me. We were the "Wild Cats," the lethal weapons of the Triplets. But today, I didn't want to be a weapon. I wanted to be free. I checked my belt. My pistol was heavy. I felt the cold handle of the knife hidden in my pocket. It pressed against my thigh, a sharp reminder of the world I lived in.

The air felt heavier now, as if it carried more than moisture—something invisible and watching. His backpack lay half-buried in the sand, soaked but intact. He fished out the leather-bound notebook he’d carried everywhere since he was thirteen—the one with the stories, the nightmares, the dreams he could never fully explain. Inside were drawings of forests that bled, oceans that whispered, and a woman with hollow eyes and hands covered in roots. He had drawn her before he ever heard of WildWood. Before he heard the name Emily. Before he knew that she was family.

The smell of wet forest after a long rain and sun heated honey, wakes me from my sleep. I don’t know how many times I’ve tried to escape by now, but nothing I do seems to work. More and more wolves are going missing, if Tam’s growing hysteria is anything to go by.

She asks she with crossed arms I guess she's right. "My name is Hanna" I decide to tell her as I give in "Hanna Wilder" she says my name which causes my body to feel tingly all over Whoa. What was that? I stand up straighter to try and hide this feeling. My ex-boyfriend never made me feel like that. "Pretty name" she says as she tucks a strand of her black hair behind her ear Her eyes never stray away from mine as she does so.

Caleb and Kara, while knowing what I was never asked about it, their desperation to bury that truth of my true nature only surpassed by my own. "Even before I set fire to my Mama's garden when I was eight, I knew I was different. It was like a whisper over my skin, a knowledge deep in my soul of my true nature. And then as I grew, we noticed that I healed faster and my eyes turned yellow as well as the signature amber that marked me as wolf. My first turn wasn't even on a full moon."