Wild Irls Novels & Stories

“Then you walked into my life and proved me wrong.” Before I could answer, Pestilence loudly cleared his throat. “If you two are done making the rest of us sick with all that romance…” War snorted into his beer. “…we’ve actually got something important.” Death sighed dramatically. “Can’t I have five minutes with my girlfriend?” “No,” Famine replied flatly. “You already had all night.” The entire clubhouse erupted into laughter. I buried my face against Death’s shoulder, groaning while he chuckled. “Traitors,” he muttered at his brothers.

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They were shocked at first with the whole story but decided to help us in this mission and the best way was to first know everyone. So William started telling about his family and the family tree and also the powers each of them had. William was a hybrid as he was a werewolf and also a part wizard, he also had the power of invisibility. Alice was also a werewolf and had the power of supernatural intelligence. David was a wizard and had the power of telekinesis Alisa has the power of power replication Jason was also a wizard and had the power of hypnosis Laura was a witch Daniel was a wizard too and also had the power of force shields

“Are we going for a billion dollars now? I think that’s what Xavier Hawthorn is worth!” I grimaced when I suddenly felt dizzy, probably because I hadn’t fully recovered. Luckily, Kyle held me up. “Are you okay? Should we go now?” he asked, concerned. “Yeah, let’s end this already,” I replied and raised my number. “$1.5 billion!” Audible gasps filled the room, but the only person I looked at was the woman in a red dress. Her fists were clenched and she seemed to be gritting her teeth. I grinned at her, waiting for her to raise her number again. Yet it never happened.

Amelia started acting crazy. “Shhh! I believe you! I believe you! I believe you! Erika, I believe you. You don’t have to prove anything to me.” “I want the world to believe me, I want to enjoy my life! I want my life back! I want to… I want to love freely.” She said in a whisper.

Before anyone could answer, two smaller voices cut through the hush. “W.I.L.D.,” Kael piped up, his tiny fists clenched with the seriousness only a child could summon. Everyone turned, eyes darting to the twins where they stood next to their Auntie E. Liora stood up straighter, her curls bouncing as she declared, “It means We Inspire Love Daily.” Her little voice trembled with passion, but it struck truer than any weapon. “Daddy told us. That’s what being W.I.L.D. really is. We don’t stop loving, even when it’s scary. We don’t stop fighting, even when it hurts.”

“Why are you so uptight anyway?” I flop into one moodily. “Because this little shindig has turned into a huge affair. Look at that!” I point as a pair of weres cross the park, pausing at the pavilion. Apparently, they make a request because the band begins playing again. “This is supposed to be a closed event. And those two—who are they? Do you know? Because I don’t.” “Silas and Sean MacOmb. From Desert Pack,” Ellie says, startling me when she presses the side of a cold, wet cup against my shoulder, the condensation soaking through my sleeve. “They’re invited.”

When Molly and I got out at Grand Marais he asked me to talk for a minute before entering the beauty salon. "Okay. Go ahead Molly. I'll meet you inside." I tell her. "What is up with you? You're acting strange..." He gaze me. "I found another Wolf on the Mall." I let out. "What?" "Eric. Do you know him?" "Eric West? Yes. He's from White Earth Band . The last wolf from the Rabbit Lack Band lineage, that merged with others to make the White Earth Band. He's probably going to College in Duluth." He answers.

Her blonde hair was a tangled halo against the leather sofa, her lips swollen and damp. "Iris," Cathy breathed, the name barely a whisper. She reached out, her palm cupping Iris’ flushed cheek. Iris leaned into the touch, her eyes fluttering shut for a heartbeat before she tilted her head, capturing Cathy’s lips in a deep, desperate kiss. Their tongues tangled, a messy collision of taste and heat.

Connect the dots, people… My phone lit up with notifications,T*****r mentions, I*******m tags, F******k messages from people I hadn’t heard from in years. The story was spreading like fire. I ducked into an empty classroom, heart slamming so hard it hurt. This couldn’t be real. Those photos were weeks old,who had held onto them, and why release them now? The phone rang. Unknown number. “Maya Collins? This is Jennifer Walsh from Entertainment Tonight. We’d love to hear your side”