Wrecker's Cave Novels & Stories

“Now, now, Ivy. Don’t be rude. Stick around for a while.” He knows my name. Adrenaline courses through me. I’m sweating. Saxon was right. Ishould nothave come here. “I’m Viper.” He smiles sickly. “Leader of the Smoke and Skulls. How’s your day going?” I try to dart around him and get to the door, but he grabs me easily by the arm. His fingers dig into my flesh like his hands are vises. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, there. Take it easy, girly.”

he whispered, but there was something terrifying in his eyes when he looked down at me on the ground — a flicker of excitement that made my blood run cold. I could see his erection in his pants, like seeing me the way excited him. That’s sick— Hunter’s sick. He turned away for a moment, then his gaze locked onto my drawer. Before I could stop him, he kicked it hard. The wood cracked and splintered and the cans rolled out across the floor. Hunter snatched one, cracked it open, and drank like a man dying of thirst. I watched in horror as the alcohol took hold again, dulling whatever brief remorse he’d shown.

he added. Well, Zhukre was dancing while walking to go to the car's location. It was hidden in a cave that was forbidden. It was covered by a waterfall and had a secret tunnel pathway to the humans' place. Choven and the old pack's created it a long time ago, and only a few of the packs knew about it. Zhukre, Old Khram, and the others. Well, all of Choven's human materials were almost in that cave, and also his parent's things that he cherished the most.

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I feel Conri settle, a deep, satisfied hum that she’s moving with us, not against us. We find Weiland and Dexter at the top of the rickety staircase leading to the tunnels and caves that snake beneath the mansion and, eventually, the glacier where the first wolf still sleeps in the ice. Dexter is almost as tall as Weiland, and both of them are shorter than I am. Dexter has deceptively kind, soft, honest brown eyes that make you trust him instantly, set under a shock of bright, unruly red hair that looks almost unnatural. My Gamma is chomping at the bit, ready for a fight. He’s been stationed at The Towers too long, growing fat and bored. Usually nothing happens at The Towers, but when shit g

We were never going to be a thing. Jane holds up her hands. “Hey, we’re sorry if we crossed a line. Wren didn’t send us. We just thought you were his ex, that’s all.” Before anyone else can speak, a girl comes sprinting toward us, her face flushed with excitement. “Guys! You have to see this! Luca just gifted Wren a custom Maybach! It’s parked outside!” They all scramble up, squealing, rushing toward the entrance. I force myself to follow, my legs moving on autopilot.

Marlena pointed at Walker, “She’s sorry she ran off.” “Is she in danger?” “Yes.” “What?” Walker’s heart dropped, “Where is this cave?” “It’s a bit away,” Marlena told him, “It’s a dark, wet, cold cave near the mountains. It’s got some vampires in it,too.” “Just Roxie, right?” “No, two others right now,” Marlena said, reaching out to grab a teddy bear and cling to it, “Two girls—I don’t know who they are, but they aren’t nice.” She shook her head, “No way. Not nice at all!”

On the coffee table in front of him lay a pile of premium burn and scar ointments. When he saw me enter, his eyes hardened with venom. "Where have you been?" "Caenya Island," I replied calmly, walking to the chair opposite him and exposing my sun-damaged, peeling face without shame. His Adam's apple moved, and in his eyes—beyond disgust—there was a flicker of something more complex. "Audrey, what are you trying to do?" "I want you to care about me," I said, smiling innocently like a wife genuinely seeking her husband's affection.