Novelas y relatos de Wild Desires

I hope you'll enjoy rediscovering these characters and experiencing their stories in a whole new way. To my new readers: Welcome to Campus Wilds, where supernatural instincts collide with university life, fate doesn't always play fair, and finding your destined mate is only the beginning. Whether you're returning or stepping onto campus for the first time, I'm excited to share this new version with you. Thank you for reading and for being part of this journey. With love, Ryn Nookley 🐺✨

Diego growled with a vengeful look. But a second later, memories of their wild lovemaking came flooding back to his mind. The feel of Anna's body, her scent, and the sound of her moans all made Diego addicted. Then and now, it felt the same until Diego's lower body was perfectly tense again. With great difficulty, Diego tried to think of something else to calm his desires, but unfortunately, the more he tried, the more his desires for his ex-wife became. **

Still, Kael would worry about her every second she was gone. While we ate, they explained what a null really was. The more they talked, the more it clicked. “That explains a lot,” I said slowly. “Why so many different creatures survive here on the High Wilds. Outside, wolves are always watching themselves. Always hiding. Always thinking about rank, rules, power.” I looked around the room. “That exists here too, but it doesn’t control everything. This place is rougher. Wilder. Closer to the land.” Mireya studied my face. Her mouth twitched. “You like it.”

I whispered, my throat raw from screaming. ​Marcus laughed, a harsh, barking sound. "Not our problem. North is the only way that doesn't lead into Ally territory. You go North, you hit the Wildlands." ​The Wildlands. ​The unclaimed territory. A vast expanse of dense, frozen forests and jagged mountains inhabited only by rogues—wolves gone mad with bloodlust—and things even worse than rogues. It was a death sentence. Kaelen hadn't just exiled me; he had politely told me to go die somewhere he wouldn't have to smell the corpse.

"If we all feel the same thing at the same time, the silver will broadcast it." ​"Exactly," Rhea said. "When the Reapers arrive, they won't find a resource. They’ll find a frequency they can't survive. We’re going to give them the 'Wild Desire' of a thousand years of freedom." ​The pack began the ritual. Three hundred wolves, from the oldest elders to the smallest pups, placed their paws and hands against the silver walls. The cavern began to hum—a low, melodic thrum that vibrated through their bones and into the very marrow of the mountain.

Fingernails grew and sharpened before Her eyes And for maybe Not quite the first time She felt alive The strange symptoms Of her youth The pawprints in the Yard, the lust for Jack London, the undercooked meat Calling the moon by her Boyfriend's name When her phone was ringing With his number lighting up the screen Calling her boyfriend The moon And thinking about sinking her Teeth into him The people who loved her Pushing for a lock up Questioning her sanity The people who loved her Trying to understand It was all so Unsettling, it was all so Mindbending how much louder the Wild called to her And how it knew her name Without any introductions And naturally her instincts Took over And superna

Chapter 23: WILD HUNT Deep Woods, Fallon Creek, Michigan... The scent of blood had driven the aggressive beast wild as it chased through the wilderness in search of prey that had been wounded in the wake of a run-in with the razor-sharp claws that dug into the shallow earth beneath its feet as it moved swiftly and at ease amid the trees beneath the bright white glow of moonlight. The beast was well aware of the territories it roamed having claimed them some time ago and happily hunted until it had its fill and the sun arose. The wayward breeze had even provided a bit of a challenge as the snarling brute leaped across fallen logs and slick rocks to reach the location of the blood trail's end

He mumbled, his eyes glistened through the moonlight. The howls came closer. I could hear their heavy paws hitting the dead leaves on the ground. The wind grew stronger and my hair flew with the moist air. Gray clouds draw closer as if the heavens know we're in a huge danger. Waves of fear and anxiety just made my legs wobbly. “Izaac,” I called out his name and with shaking hands, I tugged on his shirt. Four large beasts flew onto the air and landed on the ground just a couple steps from us. Their fur is shadowed by darkness; it's almost impossible to distinguish the colors. One wolf stood massive and the others followed behind it like little pups.

she ordered again. I walked us slow but when we reached our destination, she wildly rode me like a wild horse. She rocked and grind on me. She was like dancing to wild and sweet music I have never heard in all my life. I was helpless, I wanted to hold on and turn the tables around but I was mercilessly defeated. "Tori... holy.... fuckkk!" I was about to tell her I am going to come but she shook and writhe, she spasmed above me, clenching her pussy around my soon to burst orgasm but I made sure to hold on.

“Oh, please, Charles, I have so much to do right now and I don’t have the stomach to digest your stupid accusations or lectures. Believe me, that’s something I don’t need.” “How come can you be so cold-hearted? Are you insane? You sent someone to kill people like you had sent him to hunt some bunnies!” “Why don’t you make me a solid, ah?” “Valeria, you’re a damn murde-” “Get the hell out of here if you’re not here to give me solutions!” “You’re crazy! You’re crazy, Valeria!” Then, Charles went out. When he closed the door behind him, Charles gave himself a minute to breathe normally. He was indeed fearing that wild woman, not, she was no longer a woman, she could no longer be a human being…