Wild Tales By Graham Nash Novels & Stories

In a flash of an eye all three of them were dire wolves running through the woods, wild, free. Not for long, Pearl knew she needed to go back to the mortal realm and save Ethan. END OF BOOK 1

As children Dyce and I were told not to engage with the “wild ones' ' who supported themselves without the need for “royal civility'. Those people were aimless wanderers who did nothing but take. When they saved me, I didn’t see my rescue quite so clearly. I was angry and took it out on them. I had lost my family and my home. All that I had known in my twelve years of life was ripped from me before I had time to even blink. They were patient with me and gave me time to learn to love and trust them. I consider them an extension of my family now. For years after I was taught the life of the wild ones, a name the people of the land found very endearing, how they lived in unison with the land. T

A full week had elapsed since the whole encounters, and Nash found himself leisurely traversing a busy street when an abrupt and desperate cry for help pierced through the ambient noise. Startled, Nash's instincts kicked in, propelling him towards the source of the commotion. To his surprise, he stumbled upon Emily engaged in a fierce struggle with a wolf. The urgency of the situation captivated Nash's attention, and he stood there, observing the unfolding drama with a mixture of concern and fascination. Emily, tenaciously tackling the wolf, fought to maintain control. Intrigued, Nash couldn't help but marvel at the intensity of the scene.

Her sneakers digging into the mud as she moved to chase the dark wolf as he weaved through the trees. Candy knew that if he were in human form, Eli would be cackling as the three of them played tag. She thought for a moment of stripping her clothing so she could shift. That would be wasted time, and as Drake’s voice filled her mind, she realized that she was about to lose the game. “Got you.” His furry body brushed her side as he passed her with a sharp yip.

He claimed the wilderness was full of vicious Rogues and that he feared for my safety. But the fresh, high-quality prey he sometimes brought back couldn't possibly have come from this outer part of the wilderness. I used to feel sorry for him, for all his hard work, and even offered to hunt with him. But he told me that the deep woods were filled with out-of-control Rogues and rabid beasts. The trap with the rabid bear had left me so terrified that I clung to his every word. Now, any rustle in the woods makes me flinch and instinctively cry out his name.

Then, he waved to a waiter and ordered some food for us. Jared quietened down after the orders were taken and stared at me with his eyes glazed over, looking a little lost. I knew he had taken too big a sip of whiskey earlier and was struggling to stay clear-headed. Just as I wondered if I should take the opportunity to bring up my resignation and have him approve it while he was in a daze, I realized that he was burning a hole in my head with that blatant, fiery gaze of his. I felt my goosebumps rising.

And so Alan found himself astride his horse with the woman draped across the saddle in front of him, her body shielded in the crook of one arm, while Crispen sat on his other leg, his head nestled against her bosom. He glared at his men, daring even one of them to laugh. Hell, he had to relinquish his sword for the duty of carrying the two extra persons, never mind their weight didn’t equal that of a single warrior. Edward just better be damn grateful. He could decide what was to be done with the woman just as soon as Alan dumped her into Edward’s lap. As soon as they crossed over the border onto Woods land, a shout went up that echoed through the hills, and in the distance, Mary heard the c

“Oh, I get premonitions, but apparently, I have another gift. I haven’t quite figured it out yet.” “Premonitions? That’s so cool!” Nisha grabbed my hand. “What kind of things have you seen?” “I’ve seen a lot of different things. Most aren’t the most pleasant memories. A pack of rogue wolves kidnapped me because I am a blessed wolf.” “That’s scary. Maybe that’s why Avi doesn’t like to tell people about my gift.” Nisha tapped her index finger on her chin. “Who’s Avi?”

Nathan POV We have been on the road for ten weeks and still haven't found anything that will help us. It's been a close call with most of the Alphas we have met; they wanted to kill us on sight. There are so many stories floating around the different packs about female Alphas being slaughtered as soon as they shift. Some are sold into slavery, drugged with wolfsbane, and eventually die at their owners' hands because of the brutal way they are treated. Liam, Anthony, and I have just set up camp for the night when the hairs on my body stand up; Neo senses danger heading toward us. We have obviously asked one too many questions at the last pack we visited. We can't see anyone but in the distanc

Turner POV Nash came out of the back office, then stopped dead in his tracks as he sniffed the air and looked over at our table. What the hell is he smelling? His eyes met mine and he was lost in a daze as he linked me, “The blonde is my mate, you said she was human right.” I just nodded my head, with my wolf hearing I heard him say, “SHIT.” “This is crazy and they are best friends, we have to get them on our lands. I can’t leave my mate unprotected,” he mindlinked.