Wildwood Novels & Stories

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Shyfter joked. "Kai is behaving strangely. If I didn't know better, I'd think he was stepping out on Anatashi. Now that you mention it, he's been dipping out of the house on the regular.,The last time he was doing this, he was running out to the clearing by the lake to find those flowers that Anatashi loves, what were they again?" Anaki asked them. "Midnight Orchids." Moon answered. "That's them. They are pretty and smell like heaven!" Anaki smiled.

He buries himself in her, deeper and harder, as if attempting to merge their very souls. They collapse together, muscles trembling, hearts pounding in syncopation. Rain pelts the roof as Lyric shifts, wincing at the unfamiliar pressure inside her. "I can't—why can't I move?" she whispers, voice tight with confusion. "We're stuck together." Sebastian's eyes soften as he brushes damp copper strands from her forehead. "It's called knotting," he murmurs against her temple. "My body's...locking us together. It's how wolves mate."

--- Two Days Later — Edge of the Wyrmwood They stood at the boundary of death. The Wyrmwood was a stretch of land where nothing natural survived. The trees were blackened husks, their bark split and oozing red sap. The soil was cracked and lifeless, humming faintly with necrotic magic. A thin fog clung to the air, thick enough to mute sound and distort light. Lucien knelt and touched the ground. “This place is wrong. We’ll have to be careful. Step wrong and the land itself can twist your mind.”

Leaves and twigs crushed beneath his weight as he sprinted through the underbrush, the wildness of the wilderness matching the untamed fury in his heart. As he raced deeper into the woods, memories of the encounter with Alpha Drake and Amanda, coupled with what happened at Jane's home tore at William's heart. He had heard stories of lone wolves seeking solace in the embrace of nature, finding peace amidst the untamed beauty of the forest. In his anger and confusion, he hoped that the wilderness would grant him the clarity he so desperately needed.

Then he would bathe himself in that glistening dew that drenched the flushed, pouting folds of her cunt, that gleamed on on her trembling Fingers, tempting him, tantalizing him. Watched her avidly, his breath sawing harshly in and Out of his chest. Her hips jerked and she let out a shudder ing cry, closing her thighs tightly around her hand as her face convulsed in ecstasy. Suddenly, a loud crack and a rustling sound came out of the woods. Annie sprang up and slid swiftly back into the water with a startled gasp. There was the sound of bushes Snapping back into place. A bellow of primordial rage burst out of his throat. He crashed out of the bushes, ready to hunt down whoever had

"Aren't you a Woodgomery? Even if you try to forget your family's background, your grandfather is still the founder of the woods and our enemy's blood is in your veins so how can we make sure you're not on their side?" "Are you saying I did that to harm Draco?" Kyon fired at him, his eyes narrowing at him. "I don't know, you tell me." "I trust Kyon more than you, Constantine Wilderheist." Hawthorne countered. "Ouch!" He acted like he was hurt and he even held his own chest. "The Woods was then known for hunting and eating supernatural creatures, Hawthorne Salvatrix, but now it looks like that has changed because all they want is our hearts and brains. What do you think they're going to do wi

Heart of the Living Woods ••• The forest stirred around Aella as she stepped cautiously into the deeper reaches of Hollow Glen. Moonfire glinted softly off the moss covered stones, casting pale silvers and blues across the twisted roots and towering trunks. Every sound, the snap of a twig, the rustle of leaves, the distant cry of a nocturnal creature seemed amplified, resonating as if the forest itself were listening.

Alice had tried to talk to her countless times and convince her there was no way a parent could do something like that to their children, but she didn’t listen. “Alice?” Celine insisted. “Mmm?” “I saw something in the woods some years ago.” “What are you talking about, Celine?” “Yes, I saw something in the woods. I tried to talk to Erika when I first met her, but… our communication wasn’t possible. Alice, I saw Thomas killing someone.” Alice passed saliva with difficulty. Of course she believed her. “Can you talk to me about what you saw in the woods?” Celine looked right into Alice’s eyes. She didn’t know what to say. She was afraid that no one would believe her.

The manor was white with big floor to ceiling glass windows, it looked celestial under the moonlight. I have been in WillowRidge for my whole life, but I never knew about this manor, no one could see this from the road, it is so well hidden. What a wonder. The assistant opened my door and took me to the side of the manor through a garden of colourful flowerbeds that looked so beautiful even at night. We crossed a beautiful wooden door to a private sitting area, a place so beautiful, elegant flowers, fairy lights, a cabin made of glass walls and ceilings, I am not joking. The assistant took me in and asked me to sit on one of the chairs, I hesitantly did. I was mesmerised by the beauty , Natu