5 Quotes by Kyla Stan

She smirked and felt the familiar pain of her fangs elongating and piercing through her gums. She inhaled the night air deeply and smiled at the intoxicating aroma. Multiple scents hit her nose at once. They were thick and rich, mixed with booze and teenage pheromones. Her leather jacket fluttered slightly as a night breeze swept under it.

The morning sun filtered through the curtains and into Violet’s room, awakening her from dreams of wolves howling to a full moon. Her body felt different…changed somehow, but she was unable to pinpoint exactly what was new.

He turned his attention towards the previous speaker and mumbled again in a language Violet could not understand.“It must be a sign from the Creator. The prophecy… it has come true.

Violet, wake up! You are not in some pre-colonial, pre-internet hellhole. WAKE UP! But no matter how many times she rubbed her eyes or pinched herself to the point of almost bleeding, she was still there, on that same dirt floor, on the same animal pelt, still trying not to look at that one boy.Was she a captive to these people?Was she some sort of prisoner?

You do not understand what has happened to you… what I did to you.” he said sternly. Cold fright swelled in her stomach. What happened after she felt the pain? It was all blank.“What did you do to me?” She whispered.“You are a wolf now, Violet. A part of our pack.”“What? What the hell do you mean I’m a wolf?” She demanded.“You are half wolf, a Skin Walker. In human words… I believe you say werewolf.