Wolf House Book Novels & Stories

I must admit, it’s such a stupid thing to be going after an unknown ghostly voice that i do not even recognize. My head turned to where the indistinct voice was coming from. My feet involuntarily move backwards towards the front door of the house that now feels so incredibly far from where I am. My eyes widened as I stared into 2 big yellow eyes that just appeared under the dark shadows of the trees. I could hear a low growl coming out from the big wolf. I have never seen this wolf before in my life but I have a strong feeling that he doesn’t belong here.

He checked his watch, “I'm meant to be on duty in five minutes.” Alissa bit her lip as they stepped onto the rolling green grass before Jack strode away. Alissa ran up the stairs, she got to her bookcase and pulled the three heavy leather bound books from their home. Alissa allowed her hands to run over the old worn black leather. White lettering stamped in the middle, she opened the first one, 'History of Wuffaman Wolves' she mused at the title. If any humans ever found this place, would they believe their eyes? She remembered this was the most organised and easy to find information of all the books she had read on their pack history. She flipped the pages until she hit 'H', she passed thro

Dean’s POV continued- The cells are usually kept pretty dark. Since the wolves have better night vision it’s not a problem for them, but when we turn the bright spot lights on it sure makes it a lot worse for them too. We keep the observation area dark so the rogue can’t see everyone in the room. I decided not to tell Alec and Zander because, well, I still wanted to have a little fun. We got to the interrogation area and I held up a hand so they knew to hold back a bit, then I gave the signal for the lights. The flinching and barely audibly cursing coming from the wolves? Worth it. It took a second for them to recover and I tried my best to hide my smirk as Alec looked at me.

Real wolves. The Prince's opponent is a wolf with fur the same color as his hair; pure copper. The golden eyes seem to shine as it stares at the other with fangs bared in clear threat. The nails in silver claws. And he still holds the spear in his hand, ready to attack. He has a body posture like the man he once was, yet animalistic. I'm shaking, confused and curious. My eyes burn from the long time without blinking, but I'm surprised by a third beep that makes me close my eyes.

Having gathered her thoughts, Anika decided that it was time to take action and interrogate him to find out what was happening. - So, now tell me, what or who are you? - the girl demanded, holding the mop at the ready like a spear. - Why did you become attached to me? And why the hell do you become a human in my house, but a dog outside the door? The guy glanced sideways at her, chewing and swallowing his food. Anika, feeling his gaze on her, clutched the mop tighter. “Well, first of all, I’m not a dog, but a wolf,” the guy beamed with a smile, “if you’re so bad at understanding.”

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

A LIFELESS LIVE Once upon a time, there was a keeper, who became a king in a strange land, he was free and had felt no danger living as a king in a strange land, he wandered freely about without looking back, this keeper was created as an ordinary clay statue, it was placed in front of a gate, the owner of that house purchased it and put him there, he named him keeper, as he used to jokingly said, " there was a keeper who keeps watch at my house even if travel, and people always laugh, but one day something strange happened in the house at night, dogs were barking and the villagers had wondered why, but no one came out, for their was a wolf that usually walked the land every night and had be

Edwin notices a book in one of the corner and it was so hidden and he was so curious to know what he it carried. He slowly goes to the corner and grabs it, it was tied with a leather rope and this meant that it was so special. He opened it slowly and cleaned the dust out of it. It was an ancient book that contains diagrams and illustrations about the wolf community and special skills they owned and how to attain them. It seems to be a very exciting book since for a wolf member to realise his special ability you was to use this special guide book that was written by their ancestors. It was a very special book end it was used mostly during practices bye the wolf community only.

"Do you remember his name? Well, if it's not indiscreet." "Hmm 'Sullivan' something like that, but I can check in the register if you want." Derrick proposed "No need, thank you." So Nate had been here. I looked at the book in question and the title immediately sharpened my curiosity. 'The Wolves of Newcastle.' "An old book. The author tells inside his experience with a pack of wolves. But we never really knew which category to classify his book." He said "And why is that?" Leafing through the document "Several years after the book was published, he confessed in a conference that this work was based on real events. That nothing was fictional. He had said, I quote, 'They are among us, taking

As I closed the distance, the smell of decay blew my way, and I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Whoever was on our land was close. Just as I was about to grab Maddie, a scrawny and sickly wolf skidded around the house, foam dripping from its muzzle. My eyes burned as I felt my beast come forward, needing to protect our baby. Maddie stumbled with surprise as I jumped over her head, shifting mid-air into my wolf and colliding with the rogue. I could hear her crying behind me as I bit and clawed at the intruder.