Wolf Novels & Stories

"yeah... The animals that make a howling sound on a full moon to communicate with each other in these stupid movies." Woow, she really knew all that information but didn't know what animal made the sound! Interesting. "wolf? Are we on teen wolf now?" I laughed, "funny Jeremy.. Woow wolves..." "yeah..one wanted to eat us and another one saved us. I guess it's safe to say they aren't all that bad. We might be on teen wolf after all." "you guys are idiots." My phone started ringing and I took it out of my pocket. I quickly put it back it when I saw it was Anzania.

My wolf howls inside and I look toward the field; we are not alone. Eyes: eyes are stalking us. I sniff the air and gasp, pushing Lila behind me, “Lila, something is in the field. I need you to trust me, we have to run.” Lila stares at me and looks at the field; it’s dark and she can’t see anything with her human vision, “How do you know that!?” she asks, shaking, “I can’t see anything!” I can hear her heart pounding but there isn’t time, the wolves are stalking toward us, “RUN!” I scream, grabbing her hand and pulling her along with me.

As you can imagine, my connection with Vitor was very long, years and years of growing up, sharing people and moments, it was hard to disassociate myself from everything we lived through. - Anna told me that your date is beautiful, have you seen him? - my mother said, snapping me out of my thoughts again. - He's a brute! And a bush animal! - I said grumpily. - And how do you know all this? - she said confused. - I just know, the guy is so weird that he's living in the forest above, do you think that's acceptable? - Wow... really there? Anna told me she has a cabin, but she didn't tell me it was there! - I don't know why I felt in my heart that my mother wanted to say more than she did.

“Yes, it seems Neil was right, you are being an asshole at the moment.” “Lily, it is not below me right now to pick you up from your collar and dump you outside of my room. Do. NOT. Test. My. Patience.” His wolf growled out, his black eyes turning gold, a sign of his wolf emerging from its slumber, only for his sister’s own black eyes to turn copper, challenging his with a small snarl.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

His eyes were the sun. The trees passed Moon’s huge frame quickly and he stopped. He spotted a wolf. A brown wolf. A magnificent one. The wolf was a bit smaller than Moon. It was a female. It was Viviana’s wolf, Miracle. Her brown fur had shining golden borders. Her ears were sharp and straight. She was alert. Her back screamed possession.

The wolf jumped again towards the Cursed until they were slammed into a tree. Hugo's breath jolted out, his gaze turned angry. Aryadi grunted in front of his enemy's face while sticking his claws into the man's chest. Hugo shouted out once. His body trembled for a moment before yawning and quickly turning into a wolf in red fur. Aryadi the black wolf gave a startled voice. Hugo took advantage of that split second by throwing the wolf Aryadi's body. Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly.

Dorian Grimaldi. The dense forest beckoned me with its verdant embrace, my paws propelling me forward with relentless determination. The ethereal breeze whispered through the towering trees, tenderly caressing my sleek fur as I dashed through the underbrush. A symphony of sounds enveloped me—the rustling leaves, the melodic chirping of birds, and the distant echo of my wolf's triumphant howl. Each step I took sent a thrilling pulse through my veins, heightening the adrenaline coursing through my lupine form.

Bloodshot eyes, finger pointing past Aaron’s shoulder. “What was what?” Aaron turned lazily. And stopped. A wolf stood at the edge of the undergrowth, having apparently materialized from nothing. Large — very large, larger than any dog, larger than anything that had any business being in a Vermont ravine in October. Black and grey, with eyes the color of winter sky. It had kicked Aaron’s empty beer can aside on its way out of the brush, and it stood looking at him with an expression that no domestic animal had any right to wear.

Each wolf, with its sleek In the heart of the sanctuary, where the winds whispered secrets and the trees whispered tales, a formidable force emerged. Led by none other than the legendary alpha wolf, Arvandus, the wolf military stood tall and proud, their presence an indomitable shield against any threat that dared to encroach upon their sacred land. Arvandus, with his piercing amber eyes that held the wisdom of countless moons, commanded his loyal pack with an unwavering authority.