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Wolfed นิยาย & เรื่องราว
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The Groom From The Fairy-Tale Land
Unfortunately, half of the wolf pack, which was as big as warhorses, made it to block Adro's path.
Adro turned his horse to flee in another direction, then constantly pulled the reins and looked back at the pack of wolves behind him. Their snarls drowned out the sound of the wind hitting his ears.
Unfortunately, the horse Adro rode was slower than the massive wolves. A jet-black wolf with red eyes swiftly leaped and bit the horse's back, causing it to tumble violently to the ground. As the horse fell, Adro agilely leaped to the side, rolling several times before standing up with his longsword firmly in hand.
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The Alpha Games
Staying light on his paws, he waited as the wolf raced forward, past his peers, eager to be the one to take the first kill.
Connor watched, taking a centering breath, his muscles winding with tension. The moment the wolf lunged, his paws leaving the floor, Connor moved. He darted forward, his speed taking the wolf by surprise. He ducked under its outstretched claws, then reared up, forcing his shoulder into its throat. Something cracked under the force, a sickening snap crunching beside his ear. Blood sprayed from the wolf's snout, a river that bubbled as panic embedded in the dying warrior's chest. The fur of Connor's back was coated, his victory guaranteed in mere seconds.
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The Rejected Alpha's Human Mate
He had never quite fit in with the others, but he had always thought that he was still part of the
One night, Ardolf was ambushed by a group of wolves from his own pack. They attacked him viciously, tearing into his flesh and leaving him for dead. Ardolf fought back with every ounce of strength he had, but he was outnumbered and outmatched. In the end, he was overpowered and left lying on the ground, bleeding and broken.
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The New Wolf
He took a seat on the step and signaled for Clara to sit next to him.
"You haven't asked who bit you yet."
Clara automatically grabbed her calf, the pain felt like a distant memory now. She felt the less she knew the easier it would be to forget.
"Wolves are pack creatures. We live for the pack. Without one we will go crazy. Without one you will go crazy."
"What are you talking about?" Clara was confused.
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A Wolf For Two
I couldn’t undermine what it was; I never found out no matter how many times she did it.
… The sound of horses rolling in from several areas of the pack made me jump in excitement. The classical male wolves from noble families in their rich tuxedos, the 1960s musicians who were always there to entertain, and the elders in their roped-up attire—all here for the celebration.
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The Black Wolf
One by one, the soldiers crumbled.
“Retreat!” Xareth bellowed, his voice sharp and loud, so loud it felt like it split the earth. Those who could still run, did.
My wolf turned to follow, then pain hit. A blinding, searing, soul-piercing pain as an arrow lodged deep into my wolf’s flank. Not just any arrow, one tipped with that cursed green fire. It spread instantly, like venom made of flame. It burned through muscle, nerves, spirit, everything.
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Wolfbitten
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I jumped onto the enemy wolf, trying to get a good hold of his back. I latched my claws to his body as if he were a piece of rock I was climbing. Thick blood stained my paws. He bucked, but I kept hold of him, riding him as if he were a wild bronco. Nausea bubbled in my stomach. The wild ride was not mixing well with the wolfsbane that was still in my system. I swallowed back the vomit and tightened my grip on him. I would not give in to the wolfsbane or to him. I had to keep him away from Nikolai. It would be far too impossible to fight two wolves at once. Especially such big and trained ones as these. Alpine Snow Pack had certainly not sent their runts out here.
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Her Wolf King
“What is your name?”
He was silent for a long moment. Like he was deciding whether to trust me. Whether I deserved the truth.
Finally, he spoke.
“Kade Blackwood.”
My blood turned to ice.
Blackwood. The pack that was slaughtered six months ago. Every wolf was murdered in a single night. The massacre that made rogues everywhere hunted on sight.
I was hiding the wolf everyone wanted dead.
And my father was right outside.
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Wolf is this gritty, raw novel by Sarduy that dives into the life of a disillusioned artist named Wolf. It’s set in a surreal, almost dreamlike version of Havana, where Wolf navigates his crumbling sanity and creative block. The plot spirals around his encounters with bizarre characters—like a seductive woman who might be a figment of his imagination—and his obsession with a mysterious manuscript that seems to rewrite itself. The lines between reality and hallucination blur as Wolf’s world unravels, making you question whether any of it 'happened' or if it’s all a metaphor for artistic decay.
What’s fascinating is how Sarduy plays with language and structure, mirroring Wolf’s mental fragmentation. The prose is dense, poetic, and intentionally disorienting—like trying to hold smoke. It’s not a casual read, but if you’re into existential crises and meta-literature, it’s a masterpiece. I stumbled on it after reading Cortázar, and it stuck with me for weeks.
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