Wolf Scar Novels & Stories

The Solar Eclipse Pack was a small pack that consisted of about 500 wolves and 100 of them were warriors. they were located in the rural parts of Virginia, more specific closer to Marion, Virginia. They have been fighting other packs around them for months,because they were the smallest pack of the packs around them. Those fight were more for territory over anything else. The strongest of any of the packs around them was the Blood Lust pack. All they cared about was power and territory.

Film images of bloodthirsty animals with huge fangs and claws, tearing people apart, came to mind. “Just don’t faint, mistress,” the guy said worriedly, observing her shocked look. - I think you will be against me touching you. And it is unknown how long you remain unconscious. And I’m not eager to touch you. He pointed his hand at her, and his tone was serious, without a hint of amusement. The thought of being touched by a werewolf made her dizzy. Anika took a deep breath, trying to keep her sanity and calm her anxiety. But this guy didn't look like the bloodthirsty beast from the movies. Quite a cute dog, or rather a wolf, with silky fur. The ideas about werewolves did not add up to the ex

Frozen in place, she watched as only half of the men on their side shifted and were terribly outnumbered, but they dove forward, nonetheless. Wilson's face appeared in front of her, shielding the view of the fight and he ushered her towards the cars, ready to escape. Her head turned back anyway, seeing a darker wolf jumping into the brawl and she assumed it must be Gil–the realization giving her a flicker of fear. He jumped over another wolf in an arial attack, slashing down at the enemy's face and preventing him from biting.

They are large and menacing, but their eyes betray an undercurrent of desperation, as if they fight not for conviction but for the fear of retribution. I let out a fierce growl, feeling the fur on my spine bristle as my inner wolf fights for control. My eyes catch sight of Kayden and Jayden, their powerful wolf forms ripping through the enemy lines. My wolf, demands to join the fight. She's an intimidating force, her fur a radiant, almost luminescent white, her eyes a piercing ice blue—she's the epitome of elegance but with the ferocity of a warrior.

I think she didn’t know the humor about me because she recklessly continues to run meeting my incoming move. Her eyes are oozing with excitement as she’s so proud to attack me. When I am in my calculated distance, I throw my sterling daggers straight to her forehead that shocked her up. The silver dagger being buried almost half of its size. As she was trying to get the dagger out of her system. The black rune changes into a clear crystal, as I saw how her forehead melts due to the wolf's bane mixture I experimented with. My dagger contains my H1N1 Wolfs Bane and Venom making the rune turns black. It will only activate as it quickly hits the body of the Werewolf. “Awooooo….Awooooooo” I curse

I didn't question my father's obsession with wolf artifacts and legends, I didn't question why she wore a protective necklace against something that only existed in my books. I didn't question how my father died, I didn't question anything. I just let life go with me, I let it heal from all the things that were left behind to move on. Soon we were ready, I left the house with the feeling that I should go back but still I went. The Hall was crowded, everyone surprised to finally see me out of my shell, out of the cave where I had been holed up since the day of the great pain. - I don't think I even know how many times that day I heard that phrase pounding in my mind.

He took a seat on the step and signaled for Clara to sit next to him. "You haven't asked who bit you yet." Clara automatically grabbed her calf, the pain felt like a distant memory now. She felt the less she knew the easier it would be to forget. "Wolves are pack creatures. We live for the pack. Without one we will go crazy. Without one you will go crazy." "What are you talking about?" Clara was confused.

Apart from the teeth, the fur and the yellow eyes, it was still Oscar. "Karen!" He growled, and I tried to grab on to him, but he was too big. Realising his size was too big, he shifted back to himself. The fur teeth and yellow eyes were gone, and I grabbed him and turned him to lay on his back, but he sat up instead. I began to ride his c*ck. I watched his eyes shift from yellow to blue. His wolf was going crazy. He suckled my n**ples and licked them. I bent backwards slight and turned my head up with my eyes closed to make the feeling more intense. I was in a different world. I was dripping wet all over him, and he was helping me grind him.

Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly. Burhan came over and helped his adoptive father in one shot. At that time Burhan's expression looked so shocked by Hugo's change. The type of wolf-shifter that Hugo has is so different from other wolf-shifter. The size of the red wolf's body is also larger than most wolf-shifter. On the forehead of the red wolf, a star in a circle was drawn. When Hugo growled, his mouth and muzzle dripped with disgusting saliva, like the image of a werewolf version of the human belief, which in Indonesia is called Aul. Burhan gulped his own saliva as he stared into the red eyes of the Cursed. “What is that creature?” Burha