Wyo Chi Novels & Stories

"Hey! That's my toy!" I watch as the kid cries for her toy, being bullied by older kids. I stood up from the roof and walked away, I hate seeing such scenarios. I walked towards the Grymkin's forest, my clan's forest, this is where my clan moved after someone had spread a hideous rumor about us, which is true. Our clan controls fire. The kingdom has given us the title of "Grymkin's Protector" when in fact we can burn this forest down into ashes.

This decision came on the recommendation of Lloyd Wright, the owner of the Billings Wolves and Jeremy's close friend. Chris Wixson's credentials were nothing short of legendary. As the greatest player in Wild West Indoor Football League (WWIF) history, Wixson had led the Billings Wolves to the first OK Corral Bowl and secured the championship in style. His career saw him guide the Wolves to the OK Corral Bowl seven times, claiming victory in six of them. The records he held—career completion percentage, passing yards, and touchdowns—were a testament to his unparalleled skill and leadership. When Wixson expressed his interest in coaching, Jeremy saw an opportunity to bring his wealth of knowl

ZION I strolled into the house, my dad already busy correcting the blueprints of the house according to my mom's wishes. My mom was at the hospital, the only hospital this town had. It wasn't really busy there. In the small town, hardly anyone became sick or met into accidents. It was weird in a way. My mom was the one who took care of Brady that day. I tried my best not to think about the situation so she wouldn't know it was me who did that to him.

“Nothing’s wrong, Sola. I was just wondering why everyone seemed to be so busy today.” Lunarys perked up from Valery’s other side. “Oh, I know! Cousin Astoria said that important people are coming from Astanza next week.” Valery frowned, “From Astanza?” Astanza was a kingdom to the north. It was a member of the United Kingdoms Alliance alongside Vesperia and the three other wealthiest kingdoms in the world; Luminara, Zhurin and Kholand. Queen Astrid herself was an Astanzan who used to be a Civilian Knight before being nominated for her uncle’s Courtship. So visiting dignitaries from the Astanza were commonplace in Vesperia.

Uncle Peter told me something that made my legs go numb. The meeting that was about to happen was to discuss the future launch of a Five star hotel in our town. Uncle Peter was to join the meeting and be a part of this discussion as the representative along with our Mayor Mr Paterson. He was worried that the future of his resort was in danger and so was the nature and landscape of our town. He wanted me to accompany him as his companion to represent his side of the things in the meeting.

Chicago declared. Fiona kissed her twice, despite Chicago's protests about being sweaty. Suddenly, a tall shadow loomed over them. Fiona turned and froze. "Chelsea," she greeted Wyatt, who looked unchanged and still carried a playboy air. "Chelsea?" Wyatt was briefly confused, then smiled. "The Wall Street star, right?" Fiona downplayed the compliment. Wyatt, surprised to see Fiona alive, softened when he saw Chicago. "Good morning, Chris!" Chicago greeted politely. Wyatt crouched down. "Good girl, come here to Chris."

“The whole pack?” “Except the elders and the unmated women. They are at a safe house, enchanted by the witches. We have ten packs from up and down the coast being managed here. It seems hunters west of the Mississippi River aren’t as organized. Some had crossed the country when they learned Bowman had the white wolf.” Magnus gave me more details. “Bowman?” “Piers Bowman, head of the New York Chapter. He has the biggest following.” “The man with the cowboy hat? They are a misguided cult.”

The great hall of the human’s community building was alive with sound—laughter, deep voices, and the faint hum of dominance rippling through the air like static before a storm. Every Alpha from all the territories had gathered at Cheyenne’s invitation. The long oak table stretched nearly the length of the hall, carved with sigils of every allied pack—symbols of loyalty, strength, and the uneasy peace Cheyenne had fought so hard to keep.

"Bright, they can make the saddest of souls happy, just like you, when you want to, that is." "I never thought you'd really ask me on a date." I said despite the butterflies in my stomach. "Me too, but I wanted us to have this night, I might be away for a couple of days." My heart dropped, and I felt coldness spreading through my veins, "Why? What happened?" He let out a breath, "My pack is under attack in Jamestown." He gave me a pointed look, "A few wolves aided by a witch are on my pack members. Separate kills as it seems…"

All they cared about was power and territory. The Alpha of the Solar Eclipse Pack, Alpha Jacob Williams and his Luna Kathy Williams Have been together for a little over 10 years. They have been running and protecting there pack risking their lives for there pack for 5 years. Jacob and his mate Kathy were thrown into the Alpha and Luna positions when Jacob's parents died fighting off rogues that attacked the pack. Jacob being of Alpha blood he was next to run the pack.