~Tonight the wolves are running,
Through the snow delight.
Black, grey, and white are the souls of night
Blue, yellow, and hazel all gleam back so bright,
Brown thrown among them.
The wolves are running tonight.~
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Stories by Makayla
The Pact We Made
Eighteen years ago Wolfram Mikaelson Salvatore-Kenner was orphaned before he was born. His father was killed...
The Wolf & The Raven
Everyone knows that both of the Salvatore brothers fell in love with Katerina Petrova in 1864. But, what if t...
Losing Faith
She had so much faith in him. He was supposed to be a protector, a friend, a shoulder to cry on, the leader o...