Wild Author Novels & Stories

Chapter One: A Chance at Normalcy ARIANA The forest sang beneath my paws. Every stride sent a rush of wind against my fur, the scents of pine and damp earth filling my nose like a soothing balm. Out here, I wasn’t the girl with blood on her name. I wasn’t the orphan whispered about in hushed tones. Out here, I was wild and free, my wolf untamed beneath the early morning sun.

The invitation arrived in a plain black envelope, no return address, slipped under her apartment door like a secret. Inside: a single heavy card, embossed in silver. Velvet Rope Society Saturday, 11 p.m. One night. One rule: everything is consensual. Bring only your desire. Lila had heard whispers about the club—exclusive, hidden somewhere beneath the city, a place where the wealthy and the wicked gathered to buy and sell pleasure. She’d always told herself it was myth. Fantasy fodder for late-night scrolling.

" Under the cloak of night, the children and I followed Ethan onto a private jet. Our journey led us to a secluded canyon nestled in the Northwood mountains, known as Silver Moon Valley. Apprehension filled me as the cabin door opened. Being human, I feared rejection from the wolfkins. To my surprise, the door revealed a welcoming committee, arms laden with flowers. A venerable woman with silver locks, the clan's esteemed healer, approached and tenderly examined the children. "Praise be to the Moon Goddess. We are graced with the healthiest pups in a century," she said. Joyous cheers erupted as the clan showered me with gifts. Ethan, with a comforting arm around me, whispered, "Our people ho

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I shall sleep often from now on; my body needs all the rest it could get. I can’t sleep again. I just woke up. “What to do now?” My eyes landed at the closed book on my table. It’s the book from the library that is about the town of Emberton. I haven’t found anything informative other than the map and the founders of the town. Maybe I should just head out? Nope. Not a good idea. Being outside is too risky. I don’t want another wolf pouncing at me or me unintentionally killing them with my blood.

He was completely right about the brutality of this trail; it is not meant for weak, city-bred wolves. "Standing at the top of the Frostclaw Peaks was always a massive bucket list item for my wolf." "Yeah? What other wild adventures are written on your list?" "To name a few," he says, his voice dropping to a low, melodic tone over the engine roar, "skinny-dipping in a sacred lunar pool, making love under the open stars, dancing at the ancient stone rings of Stonehenge, taking an endless steam train ride across the global territories, getting my very first warrior tattoo, joining the Mile-High club on a flying beast transport, visiting the highest peak of Nightbane City at midnight, and ice-s

The wildflowers were in bloom, and then I stopped, for both wolves began to morph and change until they were the two men I was with that evening. The next morning, I woke to the brunette pushing into me and then the blond woke and braced me against him, fondling my breasts, watching the other man. Tingles traveled over my body until I screamed my orgasm, my walls clenching his length as he pushed in and out of me until he, too, found release. Then he pulled me to his chest and his lips descended upon mine, as the blonde pushed into me from behind. He started slowly at first but then pushed faster and harder, my walls clenching his length, until I gasped in the brunette's mouth, and then the

The little girl said with signs. “Why?” Erika continued. “I saw something in the woods.” “What did you see?” “A monster.” Erika smiled beautifully. “Monsters don’t exist.” “Yes, they do.” What she didn’t know was that Celine called monsters to the people of Valeria since the day she saw how two men of Valeria were kicking the people’s things who hadn’t paid his right to be in the market and sell their products. And she knew that because Mr. Juan had been one of those people, that was the reason why he built his little cabin away from the town. At least, Valeria never bothered him again, there were other things that did, but carrying water from the river to his cabin, or collecting fruits fro

Wild Addiction volume 2. I never knew true addiction until I met her. I never truly understood what it is to crave, mind, body, and soul—until nothing mattered but fulfilling that craving. Until the only thing that mattered was easing the hollow space inside me. It was there whenever we’re apart. Like a dark hole, it lingered, intensifying until my mind was full of dark spots. Until my mind was full of easy curves, bare before me. Until my desires reflected her, bending at the waist, her pert, little arse in the air, colored red by my palm, the outline of my fingers visible against her pale skin.

Wyatt asks him, pulling back with bright eyes. “I know. Come into the living room. I'll explain everything.” Wilder stands up, picking me up with him and carrying me into the living room. He sits on the couch, keeping me in his arms, much as he did when I was a child. When Wyatt joins us, Wilder speaks. “You know that Isolde and her man were messed up in some crazy shit. When I got there, he was trying to stop her from leaving but she told him that she knew they were coming. Then suddenly shots are being fired and I try to stop Mom from being hit. I remember feeling a horrible pain and then nothing. I woke up in an ambulance on the way to the hospital and the sheriff was with me. I told him