Yuuri X Wolfram Novelas e Histórias

Girl meets boy. The boy turns into a creep. The girl is saved by a handsome stranger... The handsome stranger turns out to be a werewolf... Violet Duffy's summer turns into a nightmare when she is attacked by the seemingly sweet boy she meets on vacation. Luckily for her, Toby Wolfe was there to save her. Over the following weeks, Violet and Toby form a close friendship, and soon, the unavoidable happens; feelings develop. Unfortunately, Toby already has a girlfriend and a deep, dark secret that Violet can never know about...

He was lost in his thoughts when he heard the voice of the old man in his head, "Iron bath, that is the receptacle. What are you waiting for? She might look beautiful and all but never underestimate the amount of evil that lives inside her. Destroy her now, that is your duty as the Iron Werewolf- the fang of the Oracle. Perform your duty!" Maybe it was the girl's beauty or the dilemma of choosing whether to perform his duty by destroying her or follow his instincts and kidnap her to be his mate, but he was distracted enough to miss the trap in front of him.

“Step away from her.” “I'm sorry, Alpha, but my wolf is drawn to her,” Kristoff whispered. Jim briskly walked over to him and took Kristoff by the wrist. “I can't have you looking at another wolf's mate like this.” He yanked Kristoff to his feet. Kristoff growled and shoved Jim. “MATE!!!” He rumbled. Jim's eyes widened. “MY MATE!” “Kristoff get your wolf under control!” Jim ordered as he grabbed Kristoff by the jaw. "Get yourself in check and that is an order!” Jim roared in his Alpha tone, sending Kristoff dropping to his knees.

Yuri froze, then burst out laughing. “Interesting! It’s my first time seeing such an ignorant fool after being in the world for so long You want me to grovel and cut my tongue off? Are you dreaming?” “Why would I need to dream about killing people like you? You don’t even have a right to be in my dream. Stop being disgusting.” Harvey shook his head disdainfully. “How dare you?! Die!” Yuri’s face darkened instantly, and shot Harvey a deathly glare. “Since you don’t know what’s best for yourself, I wouldn’t mind killing you right here!

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

She was Xavia, the goddess he would never be able to get in this lifetime! “Okay!” Gerald replied with a bittersweet smile. At this time, a white BMW 3-series roared in front of the campus. As soon as he rolled down the car window, Yuri looked at Xavia with a smile on his face before he glanced coldly at Gerald. “Hahaha. Gerald, I know that you were trying to make a fool out of me last night. Unfortunately, you didn’t succeed in doing so. Did you really think that I wouldn’t have money to pay for the meal?” Yuri asked as he glared at Gerald.

These are the words bouncing through my innermost vision and thoughts. There are so many loose dots to fix. Maybe it’s my pity for Rain that pushes me to start checking up on Rain's mother, Yulia. In one of the pictures she took on the town’s beach with her bikini, I see a tattoo drawn on her ass, just a little above the valley of her ass with the name Wolfer. That name again? What the hell does it mean? Yulia's bio shows she's a good mythology researcher. I see some of her published works on supernaturals like Wendigos, vampires, and…

And right after the doctor of Hati had tended to their injuries, with Tohya screaming bloody murder because the doctor wasn’t exactly gentle when removing the bullet from his arm, and not to mention the fact that he didn’t even use anaesthetic, all three have looked forward to a nice warm bath before falling into bed. Yuri frowned as she turned on the switch of her hair dryer before blowing her hair dry. Yoshiyuki’s last words… What did he mean by that? The wolf of the night will never prevail over the raven of thought! And just how did he even know about Hati’s existence? Yuri turned off the switch of her hair dryer before setting it back in its usual place on her table, and walked towards

The mere thought of that was unbearable to Slav. Jokingly, he remarked, "Who knows, I might even stumble upon a Luna." Standing watch atop the highest peak in the woods, as he did every full moon, he observed the human world from a distance. Another remarkable aspect of this fierce and bloodthirsty Alpha was that, despite being alive for 28 years, he had never found a mate. He had never experienced the intoxicating pull of the mate bond. He had searched and waited, but as the years went by, he had given up and embraced a life as a lone wolf.

Inviting Jason and his mate Thalia in, I politely asked her to take a seat. Thalia's presence brought a sense of calm to the room. Her confidence and poise were evident as she began to speak, elucidating the complexities surrounding Amara's true nature. I listened intently, absorbing each detail she shared, and it became clear that Amara was no ordinary wolf. She was a hybrid, a remarkable fusion of wolf and witch, destined for greatness if unbound appropriately.