Wolfie Blackheart Novels & Stories

Watching eagerly as I screamed in pain. “I am going to rip every part of your body and rip out your heart last,” he spoke in that chilling voice. Just as he was about to start doing what he had said, my eyes widened as a midnight blur came from nowhere, biting hard into my attacker and throwing him away from me. “Wolfie,” I whispered able to recognize that magnificent colored black fur from anywhere. “Wolfie run, go,” I tried to shoo him away with my last energy, I was worried about him getting killed too.

" The girl said. "But he will not be alive for much time... They are the most dangerous wolf pack. Alpha Marcus Black is the most feral of all the werewolves of the time. He is in his territory you guys messed up with the wrong ones this time!!! He will eat him raw if he doesn't give those papers back. You both are screwed." The man said in a saddened tone. The girl moved at her speed and grabbed the man by his collar.

“You don’t know who I am. My last name is Erickson. My name is Victor Erick—” “You need to leave,” Waylon says to the doctor, “We’ll handle this.” Victor Erickson, a name dipped in notoriety and fear, even to this day. The doctor blanches, scanning between the three of them as the puzzle pieces click. What kind of man comes in with a gunshot wound to the head and acts so flippant about it after the fact. It could only be that man, one and the same, the Black Wolf. “Of course,” the doctor says, bowing and ducking out of the room like a dog with its tail between its legs.

“Confirmed wolf activity outside Anchorage. Locals say they’ve seen a large black wolf stalking the tree line. Can you get us some shots?” "Wolves. In Blake’s backyard. Of course,” I mutter. He swiftly turns around, his eyes narrowing. “What did you just say?” “Nothing, none of your damn business.” I take my coffee mug and my mobile and leave the shirtless wonder in the kitchen, feeling his eyes boring into my back. Excitement builds inside me at the thought of getting outside and investigating if there is in fact a black wolf somewhere here in Anchorage. As far as I am aware the biggest black wolf of them all, I left standing in the kitchen. Being the Alpha, Blake is the largest of them al

'I think you need to have a very long talk with your inner wolf. 'What do you mean?' Danica asked as she felt the earth beneath her beginning to rumble. 'Times up.' The black wolf said as it got up and made its way towards Danica. 'You must quickly bite my nape.' It ordered presenting the back of its neck to Danica. 'What?' Danica asked in confusion. 'What do you mean?' 'No time for questions, quickly.' The black wolf barked. Not quite sure what was going on Danica opened her mouth wide before biting down on the back of the black wolfs neck. She could easily taste blood course into her mouth as she did so igniting all of her senses as the wolf began to glow and slowly disappear.

Cove. Twins. Moira laughs from her chains. “Oops. Forgot to mention that part. Blackmire breeds strong.” I drop Cove. Gently. On the ground. “Watch him,” I tell Rowan. I walk forward. Every Blackmire wolf turns. Two hundred left. They part. Not for me. For him. The second vessel. “Name,” I say. “Creek,” he says. “Cove’s older. By six minutes.” He smiles. “He eats hearts. I break them.”

My quivering hands raised itself without me thinking about it and softly brushed the mane of the wolf. Then, I experienced the impossible. My body was glowing and so was the wolf. The light which emanated from both our bodies became brighter but not hurtful to our eyes. I lost vision of everything except myself and the glowing wolf. Then, the light became brighter and brighter and so did our glow. I felt so excited like alI the adrenaline in my body were being pumped, i got more and more excited, and...I BLACKED OUT. I struggled to open my eyes as bright headlights were beaming on me. It was still raining so my eyelashes were soaked with rain.

Luther/Diesel I let Diesel out for a run with my Gamma Dean and his wolf Kratos. Diesel has been acting odd all day so I figured a run would help. He was antsy and irritable when he is normally a calm wolf. I asked him what was wrong and all he said was “ We have to go.” I let Diesel take control which I now think was a bad idea. He has taken me to a part of the forest that we have never been to before. I know there is another pack around here and we don’t want to cross their land. It could cause more trouble than I want to deal with right now. I need to figure out what is going on with Diesel.

I can hear him behind me, pacing his breathing, more techniques As I pant to keep my breath, I hear him shift and barrel past me. “That’s not fair!” I scream as he turns around, running another circle around me. He slows down to my pace, poking me with his nose, cold and wet. “No, I don’t want a ride, I’m not a baby.” I say, his golden wolf staring at me, eyes saddened by my no. “ok, fine, for old times sake” Thomas lays down, his wolf has a giant smile. “Yes, Cai, I missed you too.” Scratching his wolf behind the ears, he takes off towards the house.

He marked me, like a stigma that everyone could see. He sniffed my neck and held my waist, took a deep breath with his eyes closed. Was I dreaming of that moment? - What do you want here Sam? - I said softly, almost as if I were telling him a secret. He didn't answer anything, he just went out my window. And at that very moment I blacked out. I blacked out so deeply that I woke up on my couch, with the book I had gotten up to get open at page 150 on my chest and perfectly covered.