Something Wilder Novels & Stories

I need to find her fast. The smell leads me to a clearing, a small feminine body crawled in the middle. “Wilda!” I shout. No answer. Her heartbeat, though erratic is there. I run to her and kneel beside her. She lays on her side with her hand twisted at a weird angle beneath her. I shake her. “Wilda,” I whisper. Still, she does not stir. She only twitches in her sleep. Her eyes are closed tight and her forehead is creased by a frown. She must be dreaming… probably having a nightmare. Who falls asleep in the middle of the woods at this time of the night?

Leaves and twigs crushed beneath his weight as he sprinted through the underbrush, the wildness of the wilderness matching the untamed fury in his heart. As he raced deeper into the woods, memories of the encounter with Alpha Drake and Amanda, coupled with what happened at Jane's home tore at William's heart. He had heard stories of lone wolves seeking solace in the embrace of nature, finding peace amidst the untamed beauty of the forest. In his anger and confusion, he hoped that the wilderness would grant him the clarity he so desperately needed.

“If you don’t know why should he? Blessed? He is just trying to learn who he is now, he has no wolf, He has no pack, he has lost everything, he lost his mate more than once.” “He could have had everything if he’d done things differently. If he would have had some faith in me.” I take a deep breath and sink onto the hard bench and look around the empty gym that I was just training in privately with Olivia. Olivia stops and stands right in front of me. “I want you to listen to me, good Spencer and don’t interrupt. I know better than anyone that my brother can be annoying and a bit of an asshole but you're not looking at the big picture.” I look at her questioningly. “Wilder wasn’t born as a go

Chase furrowed his brows, recalling that Wyatt had mentioned bringing back a helper for the Brennans. Could this be him? With this thought, Chase heightened his vigilance. "Chase, I've heard of your strength," Wilder said in a calm tone. "But before me, you're nothing more than an ant." Chase remained silent, his eyes narrowing slightly. He sensed something peculiar about Wilder's energy—it seemed to incorporate some sort of unique technique. "You've trained in some kind of secret art," Chase observed, his gaze sharp and penetrating. "Oh?" Wilder was momentarily startled before breaking into a delighted grin.

Chapter 3 “ Honey! calm down…!! Think about your blood pressure!!” There were shouts and screams and lots of yelling that evening in the fox household, the news of Piper running away from their home enraged Nicholas to his end. Piper was rebellious since she was in her teenage years, Winter wasn't surprised with her sister. She was applauding in the corner for doing something fearlessly like she had 'actual balls'. “I can't calm down! What if she gets kidnapped!? What if she dies While driving or travelling?” Nicholas' voice breaks at the end, it's not a secret for Nicholas to be overly sensitive at the word 'travel'

what was happening to me. He then called me over to a couch and we sat there, it was a minute of silence until he decided to break it by saying, “so you white furred huh?” All I said was and yes, and he said, “you know white fur werewolves are very rare, even rarer than the golden furred ones” okay that was something I didn’t know. There was silence again until Preston said, “can I take you somewhere?” I nodded and he brought me out of the warehouse, only to lead me to this beautiful lake and by the it was dawn and there were this beautiful flock of swans and flamingos and couple of ducks, it was an incredible view.

It wasn’t every day I got to see the Savage himself at one of these races. I tilted my head skyward, spotting rows upon rows of werewolves lining the rooftops of the buildings–the onyx sky dappled with the brilliant glow of their eyes. It was a kaleidoscope of color as they peered around, leaving warped, mystical shapes in their wake. My attention snagged toward a woman standing a few people to our left, raising her candy-red blouse and flashed her chest toward the bikers. Her shrill voice carried over the crowd despite the noise as she shouted, “Savage! Hey Savage! Look here, baby!”

Even the so-called beta didn't try to reach out as much as his son did. 'Raymond wants to rut with us.' 'Everyone knows that.' my wolf added when I ignored her first comment. I rolled my eyes. Even his sister was scared shit less of me. One time I threatened to chop off her liver and feed it to my wolf and it didn't take long before she cowered and ran out yelling that i was a Wildling and the name stuck in the mouths of others. "They are people who had to be excommunicated from their packs or covens because they could not conform to the rules. With us werewolves, it means they have lost their minds to their wolves and cannot function properly. They are more dangerous and wilder than normal.

Besides going to basketball, the gym, and the computer shop with cousins, Photography is also one of Redrick's passions. He positions the lens along the seashore, where the woman is. as Red increased the zoom of his camera. The face he could see became clearer. when he clicks the button to capture that moment. When Red lowered it to look at what he had taken, that's when he asked him about it. The reservation girl from the boutique

I’d admit that I wanted him to touch it…more. Clearing my throat, I said, “Of course, why won’t I be? I just wish the rain would stop soon.” From the corner of my eyes, I could see Manny scowling at my words. I wanted him to leave and maybe then I would get my fucking fried hormones in order and get the key for the preacher, the boss of the Motorcycle club. Without warning, I felt his fingers trail up and unzipped my pants, flittering underneath to grab my cock that was as hard as steel for both him and Stephanie.