Wolf Fantasy Novels & Stories

James would rather lock a wolf up than let them choose to become an outcast. "I will do whatever you ask. I have a master's degree in art restoration, I don't know if that's practical for a wolf pack but it counts for something, right? I can also run really, really fast. I'm learning how to fight too, I'm pretty terrible, but I'm trying. Please I promise I will do whatever I can to be the best addition. I can't stay here, it's too dangerous for me. Please." Clara looked at him with pleading eyes. He thought about when he first spotted her this evening. She didn't look like she belonged.

The wolf jumped again towards the Cursed until they were slammed into a tree. Hugo's breath jolted out, his gaze turned angry. Aryadi grunted in front of his enemy's face while sticking his claws into the man's chest. Hugo shouted out once. His body trembled for a moment before yawning and quickly turning into a wolf in red fur. Aryadi the black wolf gave a startled voice. Hugo took advantage of that split second by throwing the wolf Aryadi's body. Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly.

Moments later there was nothing but the heavy breathing of my wolf. "Ssshh...you're good now. I will find more crawlers for you." Ranulf pulled my wolf into his embrace, his wings spread and engulf us in his scent. He let the blood of the crawlers smeared onto himself, until my wolf finally sighed and started to purr under his embrace.

Cerridwen tried to explain, tried to pull back away from the terrified youngsters, but Melody was beyond her reach, her beautiful golden eyes turned blood red as she bared her fangs that now dripped with her venom. Her golden coat was covered in their blood, her ears lay flat against her head and her powerful back legs tensed as she prepared to finish them off. Loki knew what he had to do, Melody was going to kill the youngsters and he had to stop her, mind-linking Othello he said

As it rushed over, it could already spot Rudy and Grayson carrying the man into the spirit vessel. The hungry wolf, suddenly angered, looked up to the skies and let out a long howl, and Rudy turned to look back at it. That one glance caused Rudy to almost kneel on the floor in fear. "A one-eyed frost wolf! It's a mature one-eyed frost wolf!" Fane inhaled sharply at this; it was just as he had thought. The fur they had encountered before this belonged to the very wolf right ahead of them! This wolf had already matured, and a matured one-eyed frost wolf was already at the spring-solidifying realm. It was a being that could kill Rudy with one swipe of its claw!

“Ah, she’s not hurt that bad. Walk it off, blondie, and get your ass back in the game. It’s all cosmetic, anyway.” Feeling Ziva’s presence swing our way like the damn exorcist I quickly said, “Let’s not talk about the uh, cosmetics. I don’t want to upset my wolf.” “…why would I be upset?” Ziva whispered. Our breath fogged over as the ice wolf stepped from the forest along with four more wolves. The air around one rippled and waved. That could’ve meant they had anything from an elemental ability to one that manipulates soundwaves. Both were going to suck to fight against.

She began to fade with the darkness until no trace of her was seen. Lucia jerked away to earth, panting heavily like she had just run a marathon. Strange, she could remember everything she discussed with her mother. In almost all cases, she barely remembered what took place in the dream. That was a sign... The Witch-Wolf is about to be born... "And where are you headed, Jackson?" A voice trailed him as he sauntered through the thick forest after the meeting of his pack in the forest. He felt heavy because like all other times, he had been frustrated, insulted, and used.

“I’m not sure why you’re being so difficult, Wulfric, but the rogue you're housing in your pack is my fated mate, and as she's my mate, I’d like to take her back to my pack. I will not leave until I accomplish what I came here to do. I think you can understand my predicament. And if I have to break the alliance and start a war over this, I will. Not that I want to, as I, until this point, have seen you as a friend.” “First of all, Adalwolf, the rogue is not just property that gets handed over from person to person. So if that’s what you fucking think, then I am definitely not bringing her anywhere near you. Second of all, that rogue you are speaking of also happens to be my sister. And you a

Danger alarms wailed, but the sound was immediately drowned out by a far more terrifying roar. A black wolf of impossible, gargantuan size lunged through the thick black smoke. His pitch-black fur glistened against the raging flames. His silver eyes glowed with a primal fury capable of freezing the blood of anyone who saw it. Vardan had discarded his human side entirely. He no longer cared for diplomacy or business secrets. He had come as a pure monster to retrieve what he had marked with his own blood and life. "Grrrrrr."