Wolfblood Books Novels & Stories

“She’s not anymore.” “What?!” she blurred out, surprise written all over her face. Hmm, guess she hadn’t gotten the memo... “Alpha Ashley has a wolf now, an alpha wolf,” I explained, remembering fondly when a huge black wolf just casually took a walk next to Gaia’s white one – and Dargan’s enormous beast didn’t seem to mind at all. That had been a morning… Fucking asshole enjoyed giving me a fucking heart attack!

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.

"It is nice coming back to the pack... and it's all thanks to you." "So, this must be your daughter, Ivory," the woman said, her dark eyes locking onto me. She stepped closer, extending her arm to gently rub my chin, inspecting me like a prized possession. Every instinct in me screamed to yank my head away from her touch, but seeing the incredibly polite, careful manner my mom was using to communicate, I forced myself to stay perfectly still. We could not afford to offend the person standing in front of us. Suddenly, a rustling in the bushes broke the silence. A wild, massive wolf came bursting out of the tree line, running full speed straight towards us. Its snarl bared teeth that looked lo

Miss you guys. Then I drop the phone again. My hands are shaking slightly. The silence of the large, unfamiliar room hums around me, a waiting silence. I break it first. “So, Isla… what are wolves actually like? Besides possessive and obsessed with titles.” She chuckles, a comforting, rolling sound in my mind. "Depends on the wolves, really. These ones? Traditional. Bound to cultures, customs, rituals, and strict hierarchy. Honestly, they cling to traditions more than any other supernatural creature I know. It's their method of staying grounded and hidden."

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

Nina,short for Nicolina just turned eighteen in the month of the full moon.Although,considering the fact that she'd get to finally see her wolf form and get to know her mate,she wasn't happy. The vampires and werewolves lived together in harmony ages past until a werewolf and a vampire violated the code and everything was ruined. They were at serious war that not only claimed the lives of many of them but that of Nina's mother also-the Luna of the Blood Moon Pack,her father being the Alpha.

"That's not the thing blade, don't feel sorry, please. I'm not mad because of that and I'm not mad over you. Remember the book that I saw in your library a month ago?" "Yes" he nods his head while answering but he seems to still have no idea about it as his eyebrows furrowed. "I- it's about vaewolves, a werewolf, and vampire hybrid. I haven't read anything in the book but the description of the vaewolves and when it will come out. It says that vaewolf is the most powerful creature made by a forbidden love over vampire and we're wolves" "And?"

The spines were all faded to one degree or another, and most of them looked antique. “Sure as hell not her porn stash, but that would be far less incriminating,” he remarked, taking out a black-bound book with gold lettering. The title read, “SAMPA VARGR” in huge letters that resembled runes. She recognized vargr from one of Darian's titles. It meant “wolf.” Hunter offered her the book, and she flipped through its pages, her heart pounding as the meaning of sampa became clearer with each successive illustration. Huge bipedal wolves were being slaughtered in every way possible, each grotesque method culminating in a silver dagger through the heart. “Why does Sandra have a book on how to hunt

Liya etched, her voice infusing sadness and disappointment into me. “We can at least try again. It’s been forever since we tried, and I am willing to do that now,” I retorted, assuring my wolf that we would get to the bottom of this together. Liya grumbled, “Let’s start with researching. Enough about the red wolves. It’s time to read other books and find out who we are.” Sensing my wolf’s fear of the unknown, I nodded and dropped the book I was holding. I was ready to pick another, titled Howls of the Ancients: Mystical Forces and Werewolf History.

It is too soon! Admittedly, Tatyana was far more familiar with the ways of a vampire, even if the ones she’d lived amongst were mutants. She’d listened to enough conversations and snuck enough books out of Wadim’s library to read in the recesses of the den when no one was around to make her a fairly proficient resource where vampires were concerned. The werewolf, which was also known as the lycanthrope, or lycan for short, was something she knew very little about. Now, she was locked in a motel room on the outskirts of Middletown, New York with a man whose human side hadn’t yet allowed the lycan side to take complete control, but it was a daily battle with him as the cycle of the moon prog