Wild Novels & Stories

Black says before he takes off. The moonlight filters down through the trees as we dart after her, adrenaline surging in our veins. Each leap carries us closer, but she’s fast—her white and red form blurring ahead, weaving between trunks, her three tails flicking playfully. The forest echoes with the pounding of paws, the rush of wind, and the thrill of the chase. Skadii glances back, her golden and purple eyes glinting mischievously, then pushes herself faster, testing our limits.

"This is your last chance. Tell me where the clubhouse is, or you'll wish you had." I shook my head, my resolve unwavering despite the terror gripping my heart. "Never." Derick sighed dramatically. "Fine. Have it your way." He clamped one end of the cables onto my fingers, the metal biting into my already injured flesh. The other clamp he pressed against my leg. With a sadistic grin, he flipped the switch on the battery, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. The pain was unlike anything I'd ever felt, my muscles seizing and my vision blurring. I screamed, unable to contain it, as the current surged through me.

"So, Zen and Yoga relaxation techniques help?" Elias shrugged. "Actually, it does." I let out a deep breath and then lay down on the floor. It felt cool against my fur. "Do you always feel so hot as a wolf?" Xander shrugged. "Our body temperatures run higher than humans. But the good thing is that we never feel cold. We can go out into a blizzard, and it'll feel no colder than a spring breeze."

The scent of pine and damp earth filled his nostrils, mingling with the heady aroma of nature's raw vitality. His pursuit was singular, focused. The rogue wolf, a shadowy figure ahead, moved between the trees like a ghost, its movements fluid and instinctive. Noah's lips curled into a half-smile as he surged forward, his muscles flexing with every powerful stride. The thrill of the hunt ignited his senses, connecting him to his base primal instincts.

ZAYN I decided to follow the lone wolf into the quiet forest, leaving behind the populated areas of my pack. The sunlight peeked through the leafy canopy, creating a beautiful pattern of light and shadow on the forest floor beneath my feet. The scent of moist earth filled my nostrils as I made my way through the tangle of trees. As I delved deeper into the woods, the foliage became denser, with ferns gently caressing my legs until I reached the heart of the forest. There, I encountered a woman embracing a specific tree like her life depended on it, while a pack of wolves encircled the tree's base.

As they say, you can't teach an old dog new tricks. The average speed for a wild wolf is around fifty to sixty kilometers per hour, but Justin went beyond that limit. He was almost as fast as Ravin, but Ravin was still more agile, so Marco chose him as his Gamma. In Justin's mind, the side of the forest was a straight line as he raced through it. He sniffed, and his sense of smell intensified as he tried to detect Ruby's scent: eucalyptus.

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

**The Wild Wolves** Aria meandered through the lush, vibrant forest, a world alive with an intricate tapestry of sights, sounds, and scents. Each step enveloped her in the rich aroma of damp earth and blooming wildflowers, the vibrant hues of greens and browns intertwining like an artist's brushstrokes across the landscape. Having spent the past few weeks in this enchanted new home amidst the towering, ancient trees and dappled sunlight, she had cultivated a deep affection for the tranquility and solace the wilderness offered—a cherished escape from the chaotic clamor of her former life.

Ryan grunted. "Okay," Wild said, feeling how upset and angry Ryan was with Monika. "Let's go for a run. We might feel better" Wild suggested. "You're right... It will definitely make me feel better," He said and walked out of the mansion, then morphed into a wolf to go for a long run and calm himself. Wild was running at a higher speed when a girl's sob fell on his ear. He ceased his speed, and then his eyes shot up, and his heart started beating at higher speed.

I rolled my eyes at her. A frog just jumped on Greka's foot and she just started screaming like a dying goat. "Adorable? Adorable?! You call that adorable?! What on earth are you?! That thing is nothing but disgusting looking! And did you see how that thing looks at me?!" She screamed. Good thing that we're the only ones who's in this forest, well I hope we are. "No, Greka." I answered as I stepped on a big root. "Why are we in here? And— Good Lord Jesus Christ have mercy on me! Rain! Rain! Hey! Are you even listening to me! There's a creepy worm beside me! Hey!" I Ignored her screaming, I just kept walking 'till I reached my destination.