Wolves Book Fiction Novels & Stories

" He asked and I nodded. "It seems that now the wolves are losing their roots and solving everything with weapons..." He smiled and everyone fell silent. "You did a great job, Amelia." Bram looked around. "But it looks like you've been cleaning too close to that animal's cage. "Animal just like you. Because as far as I know, you haven't stopped being a wolf. And much worse, you haven't stopped stinking like a loner. Don't forget that." Elija replied, still sitting, now looking around too. It seemed to him that the fresh blood on his wrists and heels was nothing more than an insect bite. How is he holding up the weakness and pain? For a person who was unconscious bleeding for three days, it s

Neerah The smell of books really calms my mind these days. And today, it is not just any book that I am reading. I am going to read the book titled ‘Soulful bond’ by a writer who calls himself ‘Gee Wolf’ I am finally going to find out if I can explain the first two days I spent at the pack house. Every one of the teachers I asked in school said that this book is like the textbook to every tiny explanation you need about werewolf connections. Their connection with their mates, their wolves, their pack members…

The book lay open between them, the aged pages worn and delicate, the ink faded but still legible. The illustration stared back at them—two wolves beneath an eclipsed moon, one black, one white. Tangled together. Bound. Selene traced the image with her fingertips, her pulse thrumming in her ears. “The Wolves of the Eclipse,” she murmured, repeating the words as if saying them aloud would somehow bring more clarity. Theoden leaned in beside her, his piercing blue eyes fixed on the text. “What does it say?”

I sighed. I turned to the first story and started reading. I read story after story. Some were interesting, some were familiar, some were bizarre. Then, more than halfway through the book, I found it. The very first line read, "There once was a young girl. Her wolf had no name." It was titled, 'Child of Stars', kind of fitting since my Dad's wolf is Starfire. My wolf chimed in with her usual pessimism, 'It won't help.'

--Alyssa-- I was deeply engrossed in the book I had found. It was believed that the white wolves were the first of their kind to come into existence, blessed with extraordinary powers. They had the ability to heal, control the earth and everything within it, and even communicate directly with the moon goddess. These gifts made them revered but also envied, and eventually, the other wolves' jealousy led to a devastating purge aimed at eliminating the white wolves entirely.

He drinks beer while sharing stories with his friends. Vesper made her way to the second-floor library area. She stared at the mountain of books in front of her. Then she moves her way to the history section, where she pulls out a book titled: Wolves 1900. It shows a summary of the life of werewolves in the 1900s and how they protected themselves against the blood hunters. She got another book titled “Vanishing Wolf, a Memoir” Her eyes start to widen as she reads the book.

They were still dancing, but no one was paying them any mind. She felt like she was going to throw up. "I was going through some of my father's old books, the ones that speak of wolves. I came across a new one that was hidden deep within the back of the library underneath a mountain of his old books. See, the wolves have been quiet for the past few months, not attacking villages or livestock, and I was hoping to figure out more. The book was filled with information like I had never read before. It was obviously information that very few are privy to. It might very well be the only book of its kind."

, remembering all the numerous times I had dragged my brother Apollo here, so he could read me the story of the first wolf. I carefully set down the old book on the wooden floor and laid down on my stomach just like I used to with my brother. I had begged our Alpha to let me take it home but it was an important book and rules can never be broken. I opened the all so familiar book and gazed down at all the intricate drawings and illustrations in it. It told the story of the moon goddess and how she created the first wolf, her first child. How she gave him a mate and blessed him with pups.

"They told me Flowermoon abilities are extremely rare. The books about them are kept in another section that only you can access." His expression changed slightly. "I see." "So I decided that when you came back, I would ask you to take me there." He nodded once. "I'll take you." My face brightened. "Really?" "Of course." I smiled. "There was something else, though." His gaze returned to me. "What?" "I found another book." I hesitated. "It was about wolves who had been exiled, banished, or killed because they were considered dangerous. It was almost like a collection of old stories about packs that had committed terrible things."

Author's note *** This book is totally a work of fiction. The characters, events, and everything in it, are absolutely my imagination. It is not based on actual events. It is solely penned by me. Enjoy your reading. Comment, support, and follow. You can also follow me on my F* account “Guddy pearl” Thank you Chapter 01 In an open field between two packs - blue moon pack and shadow pack, growling sounds of giant wolves fighting filled everywhere. The members of each pack sat in their houses waiting for their fate - whoever wins rules the supernatural world and takes the other pack as slaves.