Wolf Slayer Novels & Stories

Her call is an echo on the wind, a summons to battle that cannot be ignored. Beside her appears a pair of wolves, Aoron and Eta. They connect with the werewolves, seeking compatible partners amidst the pack. Together, they unleash a powerful howl and charge towards the Drider. They attack from all directions, their claws and teeth deadly weapons that tear and rend. Gradually, they manage to break all the Drider's legs, incapacitating it.

I think she didn’t know the humor about me because she recklessly continues to run meeting my incoming move. Her eyes are oozing with excitement as she’s so proud to attack me. When I am in my calculated distance, I throw my sterling daggers straight to her forehead that shocked her up. The silver dagger being buried almost half of its size. As she was trying to get the dagger out of her system. The black rune changes into a clear crystal, as I saw how her forehead melts due to the wolf's bane mixture I experimented with. My dagger contains my H1N1 Wolfs Bane and Venom making the rune turns black. It will only activate as it quickly hits the body of the Werewolf. “Awooooo….Awooooooo” I curse

Biting back the urge to tell the truth, that he didn’t have a father, he instead growled, “Axel Hale, the traitor of Mcshane.” His heart hammered, praying that these wolves who were clearly not only foreign to Mchane but to the United States entirely would have no clue as to who Axel Hale actually was. Hopefully, to them, his name was that, just a name. The man’s green eyes seemed to darken as he scrutinized Snarl. Then in an instant, he nodded his head and the werewolves at either side of him made their first attack. Snarl bit back the urge to tip back his head and howl in pain as they raked their claws down his

“Lovesick!” We shifted. Slade and Hunter, Jax’s massive gray wolf, burst from the tree line with silent, lethal grace. Their paws struck the earth like thunder muffled in velvet, muscles coiled and released in perfect sync with the terrain. Slade was magnificent, his form elegant and unburdened, no longer forced to brace against the barrage of Eluna’s volatile wolf. The sudden hush in his mind was more than relief, it was a sacred stillness that cracked open his need for a run, to burn through the world before it closed in again.

The little she-wolf threatens us as she holds back her tears. “And if we don’t help you?” All our eyes snap at the one person who has the heart to ask this kind of question to a child who is already on the verge of crying: Reagan. “We will let everyone know that the Gypsy Wolf and the Demon Wolf can heal. That’s going to be chaos. Every Wolf Blood needing to be cured will be after them. The Demon Wolf is near your territory. The Gypsy Wolf is a constant visitor here. Wolf Bloods will be flocking your area in no time.” Skyler shoots us like a cannon, not stopping until she lays it all on us.

she said with a slow shake of her head. Jim took his eyes off the road to look at her. “I’m so sorry, Chloe. Neither Marcus nor I realized how dangerous this assignment really was.” Chloe emitted a weak chuckle. “Who would? You do realize Sudnik’s a trybrid, right?” Jim looked genuinely confused. “A what?” “He’s a vampire, werewolf, and human all wrapped in one handsome package,” she said. “Holy shit,” Jim hissed. “We thought it was a human trafficking case.”

He snapped bitterly, staring intensely into my eyes. “What rogue?” I questioned suspiciously at his blameful accusations. “Did you ever hear of Slayer?” I shook my head and gulped by the intimidating way his eyes flashed a murky white and the ferociousness in his tone. “He was the worst of them all. A lone wolf that only lived and killed for himself. He’d slaughter anything he set his eyes on, he’d tear them apart and devour them, leaving nothing but just a few bones he chose not to use to sharpen his teeth on! He’d wait and watch alpha clans, calculating his way in, sneaking around for a weak spot in the night, so that he could pick his prey and disappear. Even rogue packs would hide in fea

It always wants to go ahead and tear her. Selina smiled proudly. She reached out and stroked the large wolf fur beside her. It has smooth black fur, and its yellow eyes are somewhat cold, but when being rubbed by Selina, it retracts its combative evil. "Windy, you take care of her." “Guru!” After a loud howl, only the gray-haired wolf named Windy was relieved to use his sharp claws to kill Orla. Orla only had time to scream, and then there was silence.

Willow stood back and began to absorb the essence of all the fallen Slendermen. His eyes flashed red as his hair tuned white. He felt the runes etched and tattooed on his body awakening. “First tier of the Blood Born: Blood Knight.” Immediately, a scarlet broadsword appeared in his hand. The Slenderman lunged at him, and he sidestepped it, slashing at its legs. As it fell to the ground, he changed his position, smashing his feet into the thing’s face.

This was the right time to protect herself against the evil wolf clan. Adhara's gray eyes blazed. She was ready to attack. Slagle, behind her, crawled and growled, signaling that he was ready to make the first move against the werewolves from North Oregon. He sensed their impending attack on Adhara. Before it could happen, Slagle attacked, dealing with several werewolves. He wounded one, but ten others immediately attacked him. Adhara moved, slashing at the werewolves attacking Slagle. With her sharp nails and fangs, she bit another and threw him away.