Wolf With The Red Roses Novels & Stories

“My beloved.” Cold washes over me as Nyxara steps from the shadows like a nightmare taking shape. She looks divine, terrible, and furious all rolled into one. Her gown looks like it was woven from the night sky, and her eyes burn the same violet shade as my wolf’s, except twisted into something cruel. “Get away from him,” I snarl, pulling Kael against my chest. Nyxara smiles. It’s the kind of smile wolves make before biting. “Oh, little wolf,” she purrs. “You think you can keep what belongs to me?”

Every shade of red imaginable. Crimson roses. Ruby camellias. Cherry blossoms kissed with scarlet. Deep wine-colored peonies. Bright vermilion lilies. The entire stage transformed into a sea of red. The sight was breathtaking. The color of passion. Power. Wealth. Desire. The bids began before the flowers had even stopped growing. "Three thousand!" "Three thousand five hundred!" "Four thousand!" "Five thousand!" Serena sold for a price that could have bought an entire city. A price of an elite army. Riches that the Wolf Kingdom had not seen in almost a decade.

The voice said again and it was clearer this time. I looked around and finally saw a light. From that light I could see a wolf, not just any wolf but a red one. A red wolf appearing to me, I'm confused about this. This also appeared to be a female wolf. "Wait... Who are you?" I asked, trying to get the situation. Was this some sort of ancestral wolf talking to me? "I am Rose, your wolf." She replied. I froze. What did I just listen to? "Wait what?" I exclaimed in disbelief, "My wolf?"

And the blush that was barely receding was back again. "I'm not a pretty little flower, Roses are as pretty as they are dangerous." He scoffed, standing up and even from where he was standing, I could see that he'll tower over me. He straightened out his suit jacket. Eyes boring into mine. "The only dangerous roses are those with thorns Rose, and you my dear, you have no thorns. You're a pretty little flower, a harmless little flower." He walked towards me till he was standing right Infront of me, towering over me as expected, I craned my neck just too look at him. "I'll be taking my leave now pretty flower, say hi to Mr. Potter for me."

However, the fur around her eyes was black. I was so caught up in Rose's wolf that I didn't notice when Vivian shifted into her black wolf with silver patches by her ear. Rose's wolf was slightly taller than Vivian's. she lunged at Rose, but Rose's wolf dodged Vivian, causing her to fall to the ground.

“My love, I can't afford to let that wolf kill the whole flock. We won’t survive the winter without them.” Tears streamed down her face as she watched him walk toward the door. He slipped out of the house and headed toward the pens. At first, he didn’t see anything but then out of the darkness a big black wolf with glowing red eyes appeared. He raised the musket, but the wolf was too fast and was on him in an instant. They heard the struggle with the screams of their father.

It locked eyes with the dark brown wolf. Mallory tried moving out of the way but the dark brown wolf snapped at her, keeping her in the area between the two wolves. The dark red wolf backed up and went to lunge. Mallory found herself ducking and the wolf went over her head. It landed in front of Mallory letting out a loud growl and lunged for the dark brown wolf. At the last second Mallory noticed the dark red wolf’s eyes glowing red with an amber ring and knew they were from Red Woods. She was torn between staying with the wolf and continuing her journey for help. If Red Woods were close by she had to let them know what was happening. She took off running.

He felt relief at the sight of the roses in her face as it was a sign of the warmth, she had obtained which would mean she would survive another day. Her short, curly, dirty red hair was matted and knotted, and looked more brown than red, but he was sure it would be beautiful and soft to the touch on any other occasion like a fall of fire on her dainty head. Her clothes were tattered and torn, and bits and pieces of flesh peaked out from the holes causing a blush to creep up onto the wolf’s face.

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.

I wondered why she invited me to join their clan. I just felt the hold of Mrs. Marcus in my hand. Suddenly brown and white wolves rushed from behind us to attack them. That's when the blacks started to rush too. It was as if we were in the middle of a battle but no one was moving us, not just them. When I faced the direction of Belle, I was shocked that the man in the fedora hat was in front of me and there I finally saw his pale face, his right eye is white; his curly hair under the fedora hat and especially the bangs that touch his forehead. I immediately backed away and a white wolf came in front of me to protect against him. He looked at Reginald who is now formed as a wolf, even though