Wolf Goddess Novels & Stories

The Legend of Luna Dynamis One day a She-wolf will come forth Beside her true mate, she will hold tremendous power She will be the one known as Luna Dynamis unable to be commanded The only White Wolf to hold command over all Wolves Her fur will be white as snow Upon her, fur will hold the mark of the Moon goddess blessing. The crescent moon

Verina’s wolves fanned out on either side of her, all of them large, dark, with glowing red eyes, crouching down, ready to hurl themselves at my pack. My wolves were equally prepared, stooping low, finding their centers of gravity so they could launch off of the ground and meet any attack midair. Or be the first to strike.

Luka helped me explain the dream of the white wolf I have had my whole life. Joel wonders if my father's passing unlocked my scent. They all figured some sort of magic was used to hide what I was. “Magic is a real thing too? How?” I asked. “So witches exist. Not in the way books and movies portray them but they do. They typically avoid conflicts between shifters and vampires. This changes if humans or the balance are affected,” Luka explained. “Why would someone need to hide what I was? What makes the white wolf so dangerous?” I asked.

Blake stood up again to attack him but Aiden built a fierce,transparent wall around them and angry Blake couldn't pass through. Aiden held Nina. "Nisha!" He whispered Nina's wolf name. Still subconscious, Nina didn't know what was going on.Her eyes blazed bright blue.At the sound of its name,her wolf transformed out. She felt immense power surge through her but it didn't wear off the drowsiness she was feeling.Nina was thinking that her wolf has chosen Damon as it mate so she lowered her guard down and let her wolf do the work.Finally,her wolf has surfaced! Aiden grabbed her waist and pressed her body to his.Her hands on his chest,he tucked strands of hair behind her ear.He lowered his head

FK! FK! we fell right into her trap, she turned and walked towards the bars again, (( so you know what happens now don't you? my mate comes for me, destroys your pack, your brother dies etc etc )) {{ no one knows how to find this pack Jewel }} she makes a buzzer sound (( ehhh wrong answer, you see these beautiful brown eyes, well they're actually green, they're covered with lens, camera lens, my mate has been watching us this entire time! and these beautiful earrings, tracking device unfortunately )) oh goddess fk fk fk! {{ you are cunning too cunning for your own good, you came in here and told me everything, aren't you afraid I'd tell me brother }} (( doesn't matter because it won't chan

“I’m not sure why you’re being so difficult, Wulfric, but the rogue you're housing in your pack is my fated mate, and as she's my mate, I’d like to take her back to my pack. I will not leave until I accomplish what I came here to do. I think you can understand my predicament. And if I have to break the alliance and start a war over this, I will. Not that I want to, as I, until this point, have seen you as a friend.” “First of all, Adalwolf, the rogue is not just property that gets handed over from person to person. So if that’s what you fucking think, then I am definitely not bringing her anywhere near you. Second of all, that rogue you are speaking of also happens to be my sister. And you a

She continued on about facts and such while others ogled over them. "To finish off our tour, I give you, the wolves. Now what we have here are gray wolves. We actually have a pack here in our zoo. We have six females, three pups, and our Alpha. Now our Alpha name is Alastor. Which in Ancient Greek means "tormentor." We named him this because he doesn't like anyone. No one can get near him, feed him, or be in the habitat with him awake. He is put under tranquilizer. Does anyone know what that is?" She asked the group of kids in the front. Eliza and I looked down over the wall separating us from the wild wolves. Four of the females were in sight and we could even see the pups.

These leaders, imbued with the goddess's power, were tasked with maintaining order and protecting magic from the corruption that Salazan could unleash. However, Salazan craved the power that had been taken from him by the goddess. In an act of cunning and greed, he used the fragments of his remaining magic to create an ancient wolf named Prata. This creature was one of the goddess's most beautiful creations, its white fur glistening with a silvery sheen at the tips, reflecting the purity that still remained in its heart.

she says, but I didn't believe her. "But Moira, everyone else is getting better, wolves are supposed to be stronger after they shift, am I going to die?" I ask her my eyes starting to fill up with tears, that's it, I'm going to die, it's why I'm so weak, my wolf won't be able to make it, the moon goddess is calling to me now. "You're not dying Seth, don't be ridiculous," Moira says in a dismissive voice. "Yes, I'm going to die, can a wolf be white?" I ask her next, maybe that got something to do with me dying.

a goddess of destruction. She reached a hand toward me. The wolves pinned to my chest were suddenly ripped away, hoisted into the air by an invisible grip. With a sharp twist of her wrist, a sickening crack of snapping necks echoed through the trees. Their lifeless bodies hit the snow. She turned her other hand toward a white wolf being swarmed nearby, crushing the attackers with a flick of her fingers. She moved with terrifying grace, hunting down every Lone Wolf that tried to flee. None escaped. Her blue fog began to bleed into a deep, violent red, reflecting the carnage. She was tearing the very trees from the ground in her fury.