Worm Romane & Geschichten

Peace begins to make some sneaky move making me realise she's about to leave me alone with these random guys. Ah! this idiot would do anything to get some d*** inside her. she waves her stupid hands at me signifying her disappearance. Great! I mutter to myself. I suddenly begin to feel bored having no familiar face around sucks pretty much. "Hey, a guy greeted." "Hi" "I'm Andrew." "Vivian" "Nice meeting you Vee, I've heard a lot about you." "Guess you are one of Peace's friends then." "Yeah, she flaunts about you every time, saying how amazing you are."

We were talking in an undertone, the men were quietly talking about their own, and I, taking advantage of the moment, while they were not listening to us, asked Alina: - Aline, werewolves can't drink alcohol. How then are they? - I shook my head towards Maxim and Alexei. She turned lazily, looked at them, and, turning away, also quietly answered: - So this is not an ordinary cognac, specially developed - for werewolves. By the way, in our flock they let him out, - she yawned, - A very expensive pleasure. - Why?

She lost consciousness again and woke up sometime later to the sound of loud screaming. “So, you found her on accident but what were you doing there in the first place?” Noah asked angrily. Lola recognized one of the hunter’s voices that was answering, “Some organization is giving out 10.000-dollar rewards for anyone who can kill a wolf that is twice the size of a normal wolf.”

by the time the sun shimmers at the horizon behind me and the crescent moon dips below the horizon before me, I have thought of every word I know of to describe really, really, really boring walking. There is absolutely nothing here. I think of the stories we told each other when we were pups. About wraiths that lived beneath the sand of the Barren that would pull you down into their nests. They would paralyze you and then their grubs would feed off you, slowly eating you alive. That was a favorite. There are the roaming packs of wilder-scorpions, creatures that are half beast, half scorpion. Where the beast's tail should be is a scorpion's sting that will cause your skin to turn black and t

Gigi instantly followed suit, doing the same thing. I barely processed what had happened when a scream left my lips at the monster that emerged. Her form was that of a wolf that had begun decaying, skin eaten away by bacteria, exposing the bones and organs inside her on her chest and legs. Her eyes switched to night vision and glowed a terrifying red. It was as if a zombie had climbed its way to earth in order to feed on all our pups.

“Hebe, you go get ready. I'll go get the other girl's information." "Yes, Sir" After Hebe left, Wolfgang frowned. Hebe had a unique scent on him, the smell of blood mixed with the sterilizer. Not only that, but the smell was a bit like the smell of a wild animal. But the scent was very faint. It only appeared briefly and then disappeared. Wolfgang stood silently in the hallway as if thinking about something significant. Suddenly a girl came up behind him, then spoke up. “What are you thinking so focused on, captain?”

“Wulfric?” I nodded. “Fuck, man, I didn’t realize this was your pack. You look like shit.” His eyes darted upward, in a mindlink, then he shifted back into his wolf form. Another wolf came sprinting over—a female one. And that was when I realized that the scent of the wolf that was able to survive in cold water was this other wolf’s. I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t realized it was a female scent at the time, too concentrated on figuring out the pack it was from.

“How could the witch and Barbara get here this fast? If they managed to save Barbara before midnight and got here at five, wouldn't that be the time it took for the witches when they used Body Transfer?” Rokan Allegro took a step forward, stopped at the door of the Healing Room and looked at Barbara, who was lying weakly through the glass. “Barbara is another type of immortal besides the witch who can use Body Transfer.” “How could it be?” this time it was Aryadi who said. “She's just a wolvire, someone who can be said to be a hybrid!” Rokan Allegro turned his head. “You don't know your own daughter's secrets, do you?”

Some people had a hawk placed on their hands. "This here is a Red-Shouldered Hawk, did you know that they eat mammals and can eat something as big as a rabbit!" We continued over to the insect part of the zoo. A group of teenage girls squealed as they held a tarantula. "That there is a red knee tarantula. They are one of the most docile breeds of tarantula but their bite is equivalent to a bee or wasp sting." The tour continued, we pit stopped at every animal. I was falling in love with this job more and more every day. But, every tour came to an end. Each one ended with the wolves.