Wild Woman Book Novels & Stories

I wasn’t fucking convinced. “You were searching for a witch to help you, weren’t you?” the woman asked. “You have one now.” I looked at her and narrowed my eyes. “I was searching for a witch to translate the books we found.” I said. “I wasn’t searching for a witch to let her near my mate.” “I don’t need to translate the books.” the woman said. “I know what’s written in them. My ancestors wrote those books. I know everything there is to know about the White Wolf.”

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

Thankfully though she and Ricky are really good friends. The music changes and the doors open again. Wilder sits Lucy down and she takes the basket of flower petals that we offer her. Val hasn't let go of her basket since she woke up this morning. She even took it to the bathroom with her because she was afraid she would lose it if she turned it loose. She wouldn't let anyone touch it, even going so far as to fill it with flowers herself. It's really kind of adorable.

Author's POV Mia stood frozen, her mind refusing to settle on what to do first. Then something in her snapped into motion. She marched back to her room, fists clenched, dread piling possibility on top of possibility for what might have happened to her friend. She threw back the mattress and pulled out the package Jerry had given her before he left. Her fingers trembled as she unwrapped it, and the handgun settled into her palm with a weight that felt both wrong and necessary. She could already picture herself using it. She loaded it with shaking hands, then swapped her skirt for trousers and tucked the gun into her waistband, letting her polo fall over it to hide the shape.

I couldn't smell her scent, but judging by the shape and color of her eyes and the rage and anger swimming in them, I could tell it was a woman, who was none other than Adelaide Foster, my failed mission, the girl I had planned on killing tonight. Before I could even react, a bomb exploded on my side, silver dust coating Zarek's fur. He growled immediately giving me back control, and I shifted back into my human form to try and remove the dust. I was busy trying to dust myself that I didn't notice my mate had taken out a dagger ready to stab me until one of my wolves slammed into her, causing her to hit her back hard against the tree trunk. "Mine!" I found myself growling. My legs instinctiv

Perhaps this will give me understanding. I order two waffle sandwiches with pieces of omelet rounds and bacon slices, remembering how Evers enjoyed the maple bacon donut that the wolf male had gifted me. The little woman presses the silver square on the screen twice, it says "WFB" and I make a mental note. I sit next to the door as I wait on the pink haired beauty to arrive. I observe the people who enter and those I can see from the window. I pretend not to see Evers as I 'read' the book while she makes her way towards me. "Aislaine! So sorry, I'm running behind. I overslept. Well, I always oversleep. You look nice this morning! I love the top." She sits down across from me and I open the b

The men thought their wives had finally found the fragment that completes them and it was truly beautiful. .... A/N : What do you think, guys? Malisa Bree is actually the female lead in my book, Persistence. You should check it out.

Now parked, she says, "There's a small hill at the bottom we must walk across. Our destination is just past the hill." By the lake, there's a lone tree. Dawn pulls a blanket from its bark and says, "Sit." Now seated side by side, she hands me another book. This book is the size of a larger cell phone and thin. Gazing into the water, she says, "I know tonight was strange, but you're at the beginning. The newest person to join is Danica, and she's been with us for five and a half years. Our stunning werewolf doesn't mean any harm. Their arrogance and beauty captivate and enchant us. Anyway, this book is filled with different guides to invoke. All twelve women can shapeshift into something else

I didn't know what kind of contract had been attached to it, but there were so many words that I didn't even want to read it. "Then just write down both your names and mine, and it's all done," Jared said, still on the line with me. I immediately scrolled to the final page of the document and filled in the blanks as quickly as I could. Suddenly, Jared began to chuckle under his breath. I genuinely still couldn't understand how his temperament could change so easily like that. All of a sudden, my computer shook violently, and its screen turned pink. Then, I heard a robotic female voice say, "Congratulations on completing the contract mission! You have successfully formed a bond with your targ

Lily lay motionless beside the wrecked van. Her face was swollen and covered in bruises. Cuts marked her skin. Her clothes had been ripped during the struggle. She looked so small lying there. So broken. My knees hit the ground beside her. For a moment… I couldn’t breathe. I shrugged off my cut and carefully laid it over her, covering her as gently as I could. My hands shook as I brushed a strand of hair away from her battered face. “I’m here,” I whispered. “You hear me, Princess?”