Wolf With A Rose Novels & Stories

She stood still, trying to resist the force but it overwhelmed her and forced her to the ground. "Arrrhh!" She roared as she changed into a Witch-Wolf, as huge as a bear. She jumped around with force, sniffing around her. Some men were sitting at a corner, drinking from some bottles on the floor. They were speaking gibberish as they nodded their head from left to right in rhythm to music playing from a Small stereo. "What is that thing by the corner of the road?" One of them asked with squinting eyes, pointing at a creature by the road.

Since then, it's been against the rules to shift in the school premises. “And whom the fuck gave you the right to tell Glinda what and what not to do?!” The wolf barked. I didn't even know it could be possible but Rose shrank, getting smaller with each second. “P-please…” She had started crying now, but it seemed like the wolf didn't care about her tears. Heck, it seemed irritated because in the next second, he flung Rose to the other end of the room. It was about to pounce on her again when I rushed to its front.

"Earlier... I didn't get to thank you... for, you know? Saving me? So... Thank you!" As I was talking, I didn't realize I approached it enough so that if I extended my hand I could touch it. The huge wolf tilts its head, half curious, half cautious. He seems like he’s checking my body. "I’m not hurt. I'm Rose, by the way." I introduce myself, not really knowing what I was waiting for. It's not like he can answer like this or he would take his human form in the middle of hostile territory. Guessing my thoughts, a shimmer of amusement flashes in his eyes. With slow movements, it lowers its head and licks my hand.

"The blood of the white wolf, when consumed by a witch, gives them the ultimate power boost and the ability to control full blood wolves. I can take over every pack in the US. It will help me control every full blooded Mutt in the states." Naomi was getting really sick of listening to her voice. She didn't know how to shut her up in her current situation but she just knew the second she was free Molly was going to be forced to keep her mouth closed. "Now come here" she said using the invisible bind to pull Naomi and Alex closer to the table.

“They only react to evil. To corruption. Which, as you know, demons tend to carry like perfume.” He smiled faintly. “Okay,” I replied quietly, unsure whether I was accepting a gift or a burden. He carefully packed the candle and the flower into a plain brown paper bag, folding the top with a strange kind of reverence before handing it to me. I tucked it into the inside of my coat and left the shop, pulling the fur tight around me as I stepped back into the cold air. But halfway home, I felt it my wolf stirred. It was faint, a twitch under my skin, like the brush of wind through tall grass. She hadn’t responded to anything since the Heartstone. Why now? Had something in that shop awoken her?

I understand how desperate you are, Rose but you cannot let anyone know that you have me. "Why not?" "Look at me, have you ever seen a wolf this big?" Carefully, I lowered my gaze to assess the size and then checked my reflection. Indeed Carla was bigger than any other wolf I'd seen, I'd also never seen a wolf of mixed color like her. "Exactly," she continued, as though hearing my thoughts. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Rose. I exert so much energy and I need some time to bond with you before I can release them. Until then, you cannot reveal me to anyone."

The deep, angry growl from next to me was a clear signal that Rose was not present any longer, her wolf had taken over. Perhaps triggered by the whole situation or by Ruby’s words, or a combination of it all. But as I looked back from watching Ruby walk away I saw a blur as the tall, slim figure of Rose with her long Auburn hair twisted and realigned into the form of a deep brown wolf. NO.. This cannot be happening. She was heading for Ruby.

Her body was smaller than Dominic but to watch a person transform into a wolf again, took Rose by surprise. Anna nudged her chin as though calling her to climb on. Although Rose was worried about her weight on the wolf, she didn’t have a choice to think and sat down. Her hand curled tightly around the wolf’s neck for it to speed up and run across the field, running even faster and faster until they reached the entrance in less than five minutes. Rose immediately caught the bigger size of the silver wolf. Whose eyes were burning with rage, anger, and fury as someone dear to him had just been taken away.

She chuckled before glancing at Roxanne’s sleeping body. “Blood Wolf was indeed a malicious and bloody wolf, who did nothing but be ruthless like a bloody reaper, and you felt that whenever Romulus was on the loose. But when it came to blood rose thorns, the blood wolf was tamed and only answered to it. Their bond was like a loyal knight to his queen.” She gave me a clear but brief explanation of what she was talking about. I carefully thought of it, and it made sense how I could touch it, see it, and feel it regardless of whether Roxanne was intentionally using them or not.

More so, I doubt anyone plucks roses in their dreams and takes them to the real world so that they could use it against their evil grandmother. I plucked a rose closest to me and placed it on my open palm, there was a little breeze but it was not strong enough to blow away the rose from the palm of my hand. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I could feel my wolf’s eyes hammering the back of my head. She wanted answers, I could feel what she felt, similarly to how I could feel what Hector felt.