Wolf Oc Maker Novels & Stories

His movements were fluid and swift as he hurled the first one directly at my face, followed by the second. I pivoted, the grass tickling my bare feet, and willed the beast I’d created into action. The wolf was made of rock and bits of earth welded together by pure magic. Moss sprouted from in between it’s ribcage, blossoming with little white flowers that filled the air with a sweet fragrance. It’s eyes glowed an unearthly green as it lunged.

In the middle of a clearing, two massive wolves were locked in battle. Luka’s dark, hulking form clashed with Alec’s silver wolf, their fur matted with blood and dirt. Their snarls filled the air, a terrifying sound of raw power and fury. They circled each other, teeth bared, their eyes blazing with a hatred so deep that it cut through Elara like a knife.

The large figure of a wolfdog still continued to move forward. The air suddenly became heavily saturated with ozone. Alud immediately remembered that the air in the wolflac's cave was exactly the same. but still continued to move to the throne. The ancient vampire extended his other hand forward. Dry hands trembled with tension, the ring on the finger buzzed furiously and quickly became covered with a small crack. The large figure of a wolfdog still continued to move forward. The air suddenly became heavily saturated with ozone. Alud immediately remembered that the air in the wolflac's cave was exactly the same.

"But pride’s a bitch. And I’ve been killing bastards like you longer than you’ve been growing teeth." From my coat pocket, I pull out a small black remote. Julius frowns. "What is that—" Click. The spheres I tucked into the rocks—the witch’s toys—activate. Blue orbs crackle, then— SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! The sound is inhuman. Ripping. Deafening. Mind-shredding. The Wolf Screamer. A spell-fused burst of sound meant to scramble any wolf’s nervous system—especially alphas. The three beasts collapse mid-motion, claws to their ears, screaming. Blood drips from their noses. They writhe like dying snakes.

but ancient. Suddenly, from the remaining light, a large black wolf appeared, its body towering and its fur shimmering with an obsidian glow. The creature darted through the air, then entered Alpha Aric's body without a sound. Instantly, Aric's eyes blazed brightly—an orange hue so fiery it resembled embers in the dark of night.

Thanks to the Lin'car ointment that every Wild Wolf pack member uses to mask and shield themselves on every full moon. The ointment masked their natural scent, making them smell like the earth itself—like damp moss, fresh soil, and crushed pine needles. So far, these are the scents that calm this beast. Scents that calmed the beast within me. It made them disappear, cloaked in the very essence of the wild, undetectable and untouchable. Despite it all, Luxuria still found a way to slither into my thoughts, curling around every corner of my mind and poisoning every second.

I was able to make out their faces and voices though, in the middle, their voices would zone out completely but I guess I was trying to come back. "This isn't risky but the only option. Can I?" Jace raised a concern, looking at my mother for consent. She nodded, holding onto my arm. "Evelyn, listen to me. Imagine a brick wall against your brain. The way we block away from our wolves or mind link. Then repeat these words. Occluain." I tried to listen to him, focusing all of my attention and strength as I strained my ears to hear what he was saying and even read his mouth what he was spelling.

Four of the females were in sight and we could even see the pups. "Now Alastor is one of the biggest wolfs to be recorded in all of history. On his four paws, he gets up to six feet! As cool as it would be to see him, he never ever comes out. He has his own den there in the ba- well would you look at that! There he is!" She pointed into the pen at the huge beast walking across the dirt. She was right, he was huge. His fur was coal-black but when the light hit it just right, it had bits of red. He was shaggy but definitely not lanky like the rest of them. He looked like a bear more than a wolf. He was sniffing around, covering more ground than I could running. His huge paws came to a stop and

He hadn't really cared whether she was intimidated and frightened of him, she was just some breeder Omega to him. But she was a natural beauty that he hadn't expected with sun-kissed skin that needed no make-up to look radiant and those large green eyes were so expressive and filled with a sweet innocence his wolf had developed a natural protective dominance over her similar to that of an Alpha over his pack. Drex wanted her too and wanted no other to ever touch her, he wanted to dominate her.

Mate! My wolf growled excitedly as I alighted from the vehicle. He stood at the entrance of the packhouse, his presence was impossible to ignore. My heart beat faster as I alighted the car and walked towards him. His scent is clean and sharp, like a crisp pine forest after a fresh rain. It carries the tang of cedar and the faintest hint of smoky embers, grounding him in strength and authority. It’s the scent of the wilderness—untamed, but with an underlying control that mirrors his dominant nature. Whenever I catch his scent, it brings a sense of stability and protection, yet with a dangerous edge that keeps me on high alert.