산적 Novels & Stories

“I'm not belittling you, young man. I just can't think of any reason why I should be afraid of you. You look like a nice young man and harmless,” His eyes widened as he heard what I said. I took a deep breath and introduced myself. “By the way, my name is Dane Steele, and I am the Alpha King of Lotus Pack. You are here in our territory, Greenwoods Village,” I said, offering my palm for a handshake. The young man looked at me suspiciously, as if he doubted my words. Even though his body is numb with pain, he avoids my hand offer. “D-Don't come near me!”

Herbert said, patting her shoulder "He was here!" Karish hissed and slapped Herbert's hand "Rogue!" My eyes became large, I tried to use my werewolf senses and I could distinguish a faint but disgusting smell from the direction of the other flocks. I got the smell of soil, rain and forest Karish's flock and Herbert smelled like pines Somehow, the smell from the other wolves did not feel threatening. thought this is how werewolves can distinguish friends from enemies. I could not understand why Karish was the only one affected by this scent, the others could definitely smell it too but showed no reaction to it. Then I remembered what Karish said to me the day I was attacked by the villains, t

I almost feel like I could fall back to sleep, but I want to spend time with my mate today. “Tell me about your pack,” she says. I turn and look at her because I can. She really is exquisitely beautiful. She glances over at me and raises an eyebrow. “Your pack?” “Sorry, I got lost in your beauty for a moment,” I tell her honestly. I pull my eyes away from her and look at the road in front of us so I can concentrate. “My pack is set in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado. I have just over two hundred pack members. The pack is set on the secluded side of a huge lake that partially freezes over in the winter and reflects the forest and the sky like a mirror in the summer.”

River Crap! Crap! Crap! Zach was glaring at me angrily. My blood began to boil, “Stop! I was here last night.” I knew what he was going to ask, his judgy eyes giving it away. “Then why did he ask if your name was Raven? Raven is your bike’s name, Riv’s. How could he possibly know that?” He said, his jaw clenching roughly. Ugh! It’s true though, on the side of my bike and helmet, I have ‘Raven’ spelled out. I composed myself and tried giving him a stern look with a tone that matched.

But hopefully, this would just be the standard, run-of-the-mill, confused rogue. We followed the scent to a rocky hill that turned into a mountain, continuing up some rugged terrain. We dug our sharp claws into the stone, making our way up quickly and efficiently, stopping at a plateau partway up. Resting on the ledge, looking over the forested land, was a she-wolf with thick, dark-brown fur and icy-blue eyes. The three of us instantly surrounded her as she got up onto her four legs, turning to face us. She slowly moved her head, making eye contact with each of us one by one, her face emotionless.

"not when I don't leave your side. We must stick together. In fact let's proceed with the game and keep watch too. If you sight them, trust me with the observations and please pretend not to have seen them" "Okay. Um..the next on the list is the..the...whoa! This is creepy" she said showing him the leading note they had found earlier amongst the debris. "We will need a way to cross the lake to the other side. Don't worry, I will make it happen" he said and squatted " hop on" "Huh?" "Piggyback ride"he grinned. She hesitated at first but after noting the men hiding some distance away she obliged. "I'm scared, I see them" She said in a whisper but he had to assure everything would be fine. He w

He made a prayer in second bracing himself, he saw a path in the bush and continued. Along the path he trudged, there were hundreds of huge bare shadowed trees deprived of leaves and fruits. The trees could be assumed dead but the black hard trunks puttered with cracks that released some brown slimy substance. He walked through and came across a stream, it extended further into the land to its opposite side like a delta. The land had mountains of its own, it was vast and dense. Suddenly, a herd of catamount strode towards the creek. Their heads were round and their bodies were covered in tiny black spots leaving the tops of their ears, long tails, and their noses bare-skinned. The alpha that

Santo may be wearing Don's ring, but no one is fooled about who has the authority in this house. Santo clears his throat and explains himself as he adds a hellish mountain of cream to his pancakes. "I was expecting cornetti... You always make me cornetti in the morning," he grumbles. He holds the liquid chocolate in one hand, and the caramel in the other. He hesitates between the two and ends up pouring it all over his cream. I return to my seat, but I still have to stand for a few moments.

Then landing in front of the cave where he lived, Aranjo jumped down from the Griffin's back and saw the scenery in front of her. The atmosphere here is very different, this place is not the same as the fog forest. The trees here are green with colorful flowers and there is a small river along the eye view containing very clear water. "Is this still part of the fog forest?" asked Aranjo. 'Yes!' Aranjo ran towards the river, with both hands taking water and washing her face. Very fresh, Aranjo can also clearly see the fish swimming in it. Aranjo ran around happily and then approached Griffin.