Wolfblood Book Novels & Stories

Books lay open across the desk, and papers covered almost every available surface. I reached for another old book that had been tucked away at the very back of one of the shelves. Unlike the others, it was noticeably thinner, its leather cover faded with age. As I brushed away the dust that had settled over it, three words slowly came into view. The White Wolves. My heartbeat quickened as I stared at the title for a brief moment before opening the book without wasting another second. “Finally.” The first few pages were filled with handwritten accounts describing the White Wolves as though they had truly existed.

I swallowed, "you're my last resort coz you have information that I don't. I honestly don't know what to do. Please help clarify somethings to me." 'you have a minute before they realize you called.' "there has been Wolf attacks here.. I don't know if it's them... But I had a connection with one.. Strangely the same connection I have with a girl.. She's human... I don't know what this means. Can one person have two mates?" 'if there has been wolf attacks why are you still even there?' I swallowed, shit! I should have known he will ask this. "because they happened before I got here. So they had nothing to do with me."

my mother said, “But no person should ever guess, much less learn about your second essence!” Living among people, werewolves are forced to carefully monitor the preservation of their secrets. These injections helped. Experiencing severe pain, the body, defending itself, pushed out the human consciousness, giving power over the body to the wolf, leading to a spontaneous turnover. What if there's an accident or a beating? Yes, there are many situations where you can get injured and accidentally spread into the beast. These injections blocked circulation. Now small pills have appeared, but they are expensive, and I did not have money for such innovations. She looked behind the second door - a

Feeling amazed that the Alpha will read something like this, especially knowing that most wolves hate vampires for its history. As Brianna began to slowly crouch and check more, finding other books that are similar to Twilight, like vampire club, vampire moon, and other things, suddenly Brianna felt a sudden wind behind her. ‘A wind?’ she muttered, automatically turning around to find no source as the room had no window. There’s just an old bookcase with a creepy vibe behind her.

I couldn’t blame those whose feelings for me were complicated, but I could certainly avoid them. I was holed up in the library enjoying a cup of dandelion tea. In my research I had come across accounts of waking dormant wolves, but most of them sounded more like exorcising the devil out of someone than helping them bring back their power. A shadow loomed over my book as someone came up behind my chair. “A little light reading?” I tilted my head directly up to look into his face. “Just some research,” I said. I closed the book and placed it on the table. The cover was illustrated with a group of people in a circle surrounding a wolf floating in the air. The full moon was slightly embossed wit

What's a little fun that I can't have? “I'm specifically looking…” he paused as he opened a page in a book and then turned it to me. "For the White Wolf.” The page had a picture of a white wolf in it sitting under a huge moon. This was supposed to be alarming to me, but I wasn't bothered. This might prove Axton's theory of humans wanting more after finding little. Maybe they were the ones that carried the bodies of those lycans, and now they're back for more. But somehow I disagreed with that thought. What if this guy has read some books and done a little research, and now he wants to discover one for himself? That also makes sense.

He stomps inside the room, searching for something in the bookshelves. “Why did he let you read that? You should read about the caste system of the pack, as well as the creatures that coexist with us here in the land of humans,” he rants before grabbing a brown leather-bound book and opening it to a specific page. He gives it to me and takes the other book away. “See here? This is about the different supernatural. This part here is specific for the wolves.” “Was there something wrong with the other book?” I ask curiously.

WARNING - THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A GRAPHIC DEATH Willing my feet to move was near impossible. The agonizing screams filled the air along with the thick fog of smoke. Wolves were swarming the clashing groups of vampires. Quickly the open fields and streets of the town were crowded. It was horrid seeing that so many bodies were present people were fighting side by side with the lack of room. The pungent smell of copper being carried in the wind.