Wolves Books Fiction Novels & Stories

The Wolves reside in a dense, ancient forest that lies on the outskirts of Greiner, far from the prying eyes of the Fairies. Here, they have lived in seclusion for the past years. They had numerous tents filled with male werewolves as the fairies were able to get rid of all female wolves and they can't mate with a fairy because the power of the fairy can't allow a wolf grow. And all fairies had power. However they've been surving hiding from the fairies in the woods but they refused to grow weak. Their Alpha, Conri was ruthless and dauntless, but he cared alot for his pack. He was just a little child when the fairies took his mother away and has strived to keep the pack together.

He loved coming to the casino, not to gamble, the supply of liquor, always managed to put a smile on his face. Wolves who had an issue with shifting or who haven’t found their mate, tended to drink. Sex wasn’t good enough for them because the only women they could fuck were humans, and their holes were too small to accommodate our fat cocks. Frustrated to the point of madness was not an understatement. No, we needed mates. For some reason their holes were bigger and could satisfy us completely. Yet, Winter never had this issue. In some ways he was the perfect one out of us three.

“Remind me to fill you in on the rest of them.” “I will,” Kenton said as he visibly grew more at ease. “Now, back to the meeting.” He pulled up a chair so that he was sitting amongst us. “Wolf Mountain can be a complicated place. Centuries ago, it was primarily populated by fairies and elves. Then, the wolves came. Since fairies are a delicacy to the wolves, they began to hunt them. Being a peaceful people, the fairies chose to relocate, rather than battle with the wolves for the sake of a mountain. That’s when things changed and the wolves took over.” “You’re fairy,” I said.

As I closed the distance, the smell of decay blew my way, and I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Whoever was on our land was close. Just as I was about to grab Maddie, a scrawny and sickly wolf skidded around the house, foam dripping from its muzzle. My eyes burned as I felt my beast come forward, needing to protect our baby. Maddie stumbled with surprise as I jumped over her head, shifting mid-air into my wolf and colliding with the rogue. I could hear her crying behind me as I bit and clawed at the intruder.

It was a life that was not worth living. It was when I turned sixteen and became permanently confined to a hospital bed that I discovered web novels. Limited to a hospital bed awaiting death, I became a voracious reader of werewolf romances. There was something about being a wolf with impeccable health, a pack that is family and a mate that comes and sweeps you off your feet, that got me addicted. It was a life I could never have so I experienced it through fiction. The storylines were repetitive but for a girl like me trapped in an awful life, they let me dream of being healthy, beautiful and surrounded by people who were like me – a pack. Through these books, I experienced love with fated

Too quiet. Rosa, Dickson, Lycan, and I walked side by side, weapons drawn. “No birds,” Rosa said. “No tracks either,” Dickson added. “That’s not normal.” Lycan sniffed the air. “They’re here.” We stopped near a clearing. That’s when we saw them. Three dead wolves. Not killed by humans. Not by blades. But torn apart. Clawed. Bitten. “We need to go back,” I whispered. “Now.”

' he replied then I ran forward and he protected my flank and we did a perimeter check . We were almost finished with the circle we were running in when I caught a scent . Blood . Alastair ran forward this time . We saw the Epsilon . A she wolf but a very big one with a complete black fur and she had blood trailing down her mouth . Five wolves were in the snow wounded . She already infected them . She looked up at us and when she caught sight of myself and Alastair, she ran .

Mom, Dad she called out slowly to them moving close in their direction. By the time she found them they had already transformed into werewolves it's wasn't easy, controlling them as wolves, to make them go under the basement, she tried all she could but failed then she said to them, "I don't care how aggressive you are towards me, you know you can't hurt me because I am also a young wolf, just like you are a werewolf from one pack, I can control you, as been a young she-wolf, I will do anything to make sure you don't cause any harm to others."

No one survives to tell this And they feared that they will have a similar fate. Past will repeat itself and they all will die. The two wolves were now fighting on the edge of the fire. The Red eyed wolf's eyes were akin to balls of fire. They were no longer red but were burning red with yellow flames. Soon his black fur got surrounded by flames of fire. It looked like he was burning in fire but the truth was that he was actually controlling it. He was an elemental too. With the emement of fire.