Wolf Kiss Novels & Stories

“A wolfless witch or a werewolf.” Rosa laughed at him and said, “I can twirl my finger, and the next thing you know, you’ll be flat-out on your butt.” “Bring it on,” Jaxon hooked his forefinger to let Rosa make the first move. Max and I couldn’t help but laugh as we watched them trying to outdo each other. Seeing them bickering, I realized that Rosa needed to be taken as a member of the Silentmane Canines Pack. “Max, we need Rosa to be a member of our pack,” I mindlinked him.

I demand, my voice a rough whisper that echoes through the darkness. The wolf rises, his muscles rippling beneath that golden fur, and steps closer. He nudges my hand with his cold, wet nose, and I recoil, startled by the contact. His voice resonates in my mind, a deep rumble that feels ancient and powerful. “I am the wolf assigned to you by Katia.”

A big black wolf with yellowish eyes walks towards us. Vicky growls. The wolf jumps and Vicky lands on her back. He licks her face and says “mine”. “Mate, mate, mate” I hear Vicky say as she wiggles her behind. You got to be kidding me. Some pack-less wolf is my mate!! I yell in my mind. I try to take control as the wolf continues licking Vicky’s face. Without luck. I mindlink the wolf. “Who are you". I ask him.

His wolf had been antsy for days now, ever since he had bumped into the blonde wolf and her vampire companion. Cassia; yes that was her name. Cassia what? Who was she and why had his wolf sat up and been so interested in the woman? He didn't think it was the mating instinct kicking in though he could be wrong. What he'd learned about the wolves here was that their mating instinct was an instantaneous thing as opposed to a more gradual thing among his kind in Europe. Surely if it was the mating pull Cassia would have known instantly and tried to claim him?

the witch sighed, a hint of sadness in her voice as she removed my hand from her chin, threatening to be firm in pushing me away. My wolf howled inside my chest with intensity, surprising both of us. When she looked back at me, I captured her in a devastating kiss, urgent, needing to taste her like prey ready to be devoured. I bit her lips, sucking the faint blood that seeped from the tiny cracks, intoxicated by the mix of rust and magic blending with the saliva of the kiss. Yulli gasped, pulling my hip forward and bringing me closer to her body, eager for more contact. I let my arousal brush against her skin.

Before he could utter a word, his door burst open, revealing the formidable black wolf. Recognition dawned on Drax's face, morphing into panic as the women screamed, seeking refuge in the bedsheets. In a desperate bid for escape, Drax made for the window, but the wolf, Blaise in his primal form, was in relentless pursuit. Both plummeted out the window, transforming mid-air. Drax, now a wolf, landed awkwardly, receiving a deep gash from Blaise's vicious attack. A guttural growl escaped him as he fought off his assailant and fled into the underbrush.

He appeared similar in age to Oliver's father, and by his position at the table next to the Alpha's chair, I had to assume he was someone very high up as well. "No," Parker growled with disgust and frustration. "They were too frail, on the verge of dying at any moment. From their taste, I would assume they were also already diseased or maybe even drugged. As soon as I made contact with the first wolf, its body crumbled. The impact killed it almost immediately. I was surprised they were able to make it as far onto our land as they did." I glanced back to Oliver as his hand tightened around mine. His jaw was tense, the muscle in his cheek flexing as he clenched his teeth.

the two wolves exclaimed in happiness. "You have a characteristics of a wolf like us, but we don't understand the other power we see in you." the female wolf added. Cassandra looked at both of them and smiled. "Is it because I am also a witch." the two wolves nodded, feel amazed on what kind Cassandra is. Cassandra looked at the sun then at the two wolves then she spoke.

ROSE'S POV I am Rosalia Alexandra Davis, a werewolf who has no family or friends. Someone who is a loner because she is different than others, in other words the runt of the pack. someone who should be treated worst than a slave , which means I am responsible of doing all the chores of the pack , while being the personal punching bag of the higher authorities. The reason behind this is my early shift. Usually wolves shift at the age of 16 which is also the age for us to find and recognize our mates. This happened because I am one of the four mystic wolves, which they hopefully don’t know. Or do they? Well whatever , I am happy the way I am but I want to find my mate soon, but for that I need

I had to tell Cole. Cole was our Alpha and he would know exactly what to do with this information. What my brother and the other wolves dont know is that our pack has been under attck by witches using black magic. Dead wolves have been found around the territory with their hearts ripped out and turned to sludge. Weird symbols were carved into their bodies.