Wolfram Kyou Kara Maou Novels & Stories

"Gotcha!" Yuka, a level six warrior emperor, stepped forward and unleashed her spiritual energy.

When we reached Alex and Talia, they both got up. “Congrats, Wulfric.” Alex put out his right hand to Blake to shake, and I had to do a double take when I noticed his pinky was missing and the skin was raised in pinkish-red rings around his other fingers, as if he’d been cut and the wound never fully healed. I didn’t even know it was possible for a werewolf to scar. “What happened to your hand?” Blake asked, clearly noticing the same thing right before he took it. “Lost a finger.” Alex gave a sheepish smile.

"What do you mean by that?" "Kahlia..." Frank leaned forward and looked at the young wolf with a serious, intense gaze. "...Willow is a Sprite, that means she carries magic within her. She's an empath and will become a healer, following in her mother, sister and her uncle's footsteps. I think she will know her own body better than anyone and be able to decide for herself what her body can cope with, esepcially with all those healers around her to support her, don't you think you may be just looking for excuses to cover your guilt of being fated to someone not a werewolf?" Kahlia looked at the floor in shame as his wolf whimpered within him.

Inviting Jason and his mate Thalia in, I politely asked her to take a seat. Thalia's presence brought a sense of calm to the room. Her confidence and poise were evident as she began to speak, elucidating the complexities surrounding Amara's true nature. I listened intently, absorbing each detail she shared, and it became clear that Amara was no ordinary wolf. She was a hybrid, a remarkable fusion of wolf and witch, destined for greatness if unbound appropriately.

she mumbled. Maia put her hand on her chest, feeling the uneasy emotions lingering inside her. She knew that the big bad wolf was her mate and there was no doubt about it. The strange bond and feelings between them are the proofs that they belong to each other. But she also knew that Oakley didn't like her and there was someone else in his heart. She didn't want to be an option and ruined their relationship. "Hey, Lou-Lou!" She composed herself as the familiar voice of a woman boomed around her room. Maia wear her usual smile and faced the curly wolf who was happily walking toward her.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

I'm an Alpha wolf which means I healed 5 times the rate other werewolves do but it was taking a while. She placed her hands on my ribs that were hurting and looked like she was about to cry. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you", she closed her eyes and allowed a tear to fall. I was about to talk when a white light started emitting from her palm that was on my broken rib. She suddenly gasped and raised her head. Her eyes were glowing so bright and I got another shock of my life when my broken ribs became healed and there wasn't any pain.

She was quiet for a while as she mulled this information over. "I suppose it's possible," she said slowly. "As far as I can tell when a Soul Eater begins to suck, it's kind of like a spell. It's open until it's finished. So, if he were to pop in and cast a more powerful spell, so to speak, then he can theoretically counter act the Soul Eater's Magic. But it would take extremely powerful Magic." "Like... a father's desperation and love?" Avamarie continued to look thoughtful. "Yes… of course," she said quietly seemingly speaking more to herself then us. "Love. It's a strong, powerful Magic that not many things can break. I never thought of it."

She hissed. “So, if Kira has some sort of power. Does that mean we won't be able to do anything to her?” Asked Declan. Elizabeth cackled, “that's the most absurd thing I have ever heard in my life. Even if she is a direct descendant of the Alpha wolf. The fact remains that no werewolf can have such odd powers unless she got some sort of endowment from the goddess.” Leila snorted, “which is so absurd. Kira is the weakest werewolf I have ever met in my entire life. She doesn't even like to run in the woods. Always complaining about the musty earth and itchy wood leaves.”

Drake demanded. Emily gave a small shake of her head. "I won't look." "Come on, Emily," he said as she looked at him. Always keep in mind that the alpha is a werewolf with a short fuse. Leia recited the line in her head. "No, Leia, you need to be quiet. " Just get out of my head and quit reading that book already!" She growled at her wolf companion.