Wolf Romance Novels & Stories

Her body thrashed against his hands to get away but her every attempt was futile against his wolf. "Here." She heard his wolf's voice inside her head, "You love to tease me, my bitch? Now take what I give you. This is what you deserve. Now thrash against me more because it makes me much more hard. Scream until your throat dries but I will not stop until I am satisfied." She kept struggling to get free but Vishous’ wolf was stronger than any werewolf she had ever come across. His monster dick kept slamming inside her warmth continuously. Fucking her so hard that her body was colliding with the wall with a loud thumping voice.

“I see two rare individuals. I know of both your kind, one extinct and one endangered, incredible and powerful wolves. Keep your land and keep your body. What I want is a child from you both.” His cigar swung between Roman and Falcon as he pointed at them. I couldn’t be quiet any more. “Excuse me?” I bellowed. His eyebrow arched eagerly. “Finally, an alpha. Perhaps you will understand-” “I understand nothing!” Roman held my hand and soothed my shoulder but I could see the panic in her eyes. “Then leave my land. We will kill you all on Tuesday," he stated. “What you are insinuating is preposterous! Roman is my luna, my fiancé. She cannot have a child with anyone else,” I declared.

She could easily guess he was an omega in his pack. He roared with bloodshot eyes as she laughed at him. Jackson had run Into a corner as the wolf in front of him was bigger and looked stronger than his. Their colleague was frightened to death and was about to dial the police through the phone on the counter. Lucia gave Jackson a sign and he immediately hit a large frying pan on the girl's head. She fell to the floor. The wolf roared again while he gathered his strength. Without warning, he launched at Lucia, biting hard on her shoulder.

"Your tracker brain is right. But your hands are actively fanning the pack fire." "Let the territory burn," I tell his chest. "I think these three volumes should do the trick." "Beginner, intermediate, and advanced mating books. Does your wolf require anything else from the archives?" he asks, his arms folding. I nod my head. "Actually, yes. My wolf desires to browse the explicit romance scrolls." "Lead the trail," he says, following my boots across the wooden floor, carrying all three massive sex texts securely in his large hands.

It had altered me. Removed what it could not control. Defined me by what was missing. “Wolfless”. The word has settled with a different meaning now. Kael’s voice reached me again, stronger now, no longer distant, no longer strained. “Aria,” he said. The sound carried through the bond, not through the system, and it pulled at something deep inside me, something that responded without hesitation. My chest tightened again as the bond surged, and this time, my wolf did not remain quiet. It pushed back.

In the place where our pack waited. And our pack was ready. Not with weapons. Not with magic. But with something the Voids could not understand. Could not consume. Could not corrupt. Love. Freely given. Unconditional. Pure. Every wolf held hands. Formed a circle. Created a barrier not of power but of connection. Of the pack bonds that had survived everything. That would survive this too. The Voids crashed against that circle. And burned. “Impossible,” they screamed. “Love cannot destroy us. Cannot burn us. Cannot—”

Never again would he make such a mistake. He rode through the woods and then up the hill to his castle. Before he could enter his home, he already sensed the other's presence. Just when he wanted to be alone, they had to be here. They liked to gather in his home sometimes. The dark interior and the mysterious feel of the Wolf's den fascinated them as well. Rayven knew this would be his home from the first time he saw it. He bought it immediately for a cheap price since no one wanted to live here. Not that he ever needed to worry about money.

It really angers him anytime he stares at her and remembers that he hadnt touched her. It even made him angry the more whenever his thoughts goes to that annoying male friend of hers.He was damn sure that guy must have had Nina on his bed a thousand times! "No.I'm saying my wolf did." he replied to her after minutes "That is just the bond between your wolf and mine.There is no bond between us and there will never be." Nina gritted her teeth.She couldn't believe what has just happened.She just married the one who killed her parents and almost wiped out her race!

She had to find a way to talk to Jamie Dalton Volka. She probably shouldn't have been surprised at the size of the crowd in the bookstore. After all, when a well-known local resident, in fact, the head librarian, wrote a book that was moving up the charts, people would certainly turn out en masse for it, and they did. She had listened while Jamie spoke about writing her book. How her fascination with wolves had led her to do her research and write this romance about a wolf and a human. She hadn't, however, given any hint as to what had sparked her interest in the first place. Paranormal was a very popular genre with people these days. Lia wondered what they'd say if they knew there was more

Kieran quoted, his voice stark, “‘You hold what is not yours. The White Wolf belongs to the night. Hand over the Blackwood aberration, or watch the world burn.’” Damien felt a cold fury, colder and sharper than any he had ever known, crystallize in his chest. The White Wolf. That was Sofia. Their mate bond had manifested her wolf as a stunning, pure white, a rarity that set her apart. And they called her an ‘aberration.’ Hand her over. Give her to Draven Thorne. To The Hollow Order. The thought alone was enough to send his wolf into a frenzy of protective rage.