About Werewolves Novels & Stories

The land was sharply divided between two dominant and unforgiving species: the fierce and untamed werewolves, guardians of the moonlit night, and the elegant, immortal vampires, lords and ladies of the eternal darkness. The werewolves, bound by the lunar cycle, roamed vast, dense forests and jagged mountain ranges, their society structured around the pack, loyalty, and primal instincts. Their eyes, aglow with the primal fire, bore the untamed essence of the wilderness they called home. The moon, an ever-present celestial witness, governed their existence, dictating their transformations and guiding their communal rituals.

Zeno said a little louder while hiding his wife behind him. "We have something to say, Zen." "Yes, the werewolf squad wants to join us," said another. Werewolves or werewolves are warm-blooded creatures with ambition. Their relationship with the Lycan nation is good, but not worthy of being called an ally. They are also as ferocious as the lycans when they attack. It looks like it would be great for allying.

In fact every so called myth or chimera does exist and in closer proximity to humans than most would care to know. I felt shivers trot down my spine. The hairs on my arm and the back of my neck started to rise as goosebumps formed on my skin. I swallowed and scanned through the second search result about Werewolf legends from a site: History.com... what i read wasn't exactly promising either. What are werewolves?: Werewolves are, according to some legends, people who morph into vicious, powerful wolves. Others are a mutant combination of human and wolf. But all are bloodthirsty beasts who cannot control their lust for killing people and animals.

He replied and I laughed. "I don't know much about werewolves, according to the book I read about werewolves, in European folklore, they're humans who turn into wolves at night and devour people, animals or corps but returns back to their human form by day." I explained. "What? is such things real?" He asked. How I wish I could see his face right now, sadly he's a mask guy. "Hold on, i'm not done with my explanation," I scolded. "Fine...go ahead i'm listening," He said.

Their dwellings are just below, others are on the side of the stairs to and down the shrine. As they passed by the pack’s houses, every werewolf bowed to them. Well, all of them know about the tragedy that has happened 18 years ago. When Fenris and the others arrived at the shrine earlier, the altar was almost full of flowers. It must have come from his pack. Until they get to the end where the big house is, where Alpha, Beta, Gamma and the Fenris’ family live. Fenris approached his father and mother and rest each of his arms on their shoulder, as he gently caress their back.

"The word 'werewolf' originates from Old English, where 'were' means 'man' or 'human' and 'wulf' refers to 'wolf.' It signifies the combination of human and wolf, the duality that defines the essence of a werewolf." With a graceful sweep of her hand, Freda continued, "Werewolves can be classified into different types, each possessing unique characteristics and traits. There are those who inherit their lycanthropic nature through bloodline, passing down the werewolf lineage through generations. These are known as 'pure-blood werewolves,' and their connection to their wolf nature runs deep within their very being."

Allison and Tyler. “Ew,” I spit out before I can catch myself. Jake laughs at my reaction, holding the door open for me. “It is actually a natural thing among the packs. They do not care whether they are caught or heard. It is the way of nature,” Jake says with a tone of sarcasm. I enter the cabin, still disgusted at what Jake said. I do not care if it is natural, there is still mutual respect and human decency. Perhaps werewolves do not have the latter.

Despite the stereotype, werewolves do not run around killing humans and howling at the moon. For the most part, they are peaceful creatures, surviving and packs and keeping the peace. The pack system has been around for thousands of years, helping werewolves to evolve and expand. Packs range in size, but they all follow a hierarchy of command; with the Alpha at the top.

A long time ago, a story about werewolf and vampires resounded in various human stronghold. A legend that every humans would never forget in their life, some of the children walking on the street was afraid of darkness, thinking that vampires lurk there waiting for ambush. They are also afraid to go out and have activities in the forest afraid to be abducted by crazy werewolves. It was how they tell stories, depicting a certain species into that of malicious and brutal beings. Some people thought that it was exaggerated and that they didn't exist at all. Scholars also give their piece, stating that vampires and werewolves were humans too, they just awakened the potential hidden in their bodi

"It's the only night we can't change." Andrea didn't say anything so he kept talking. "The short version is: a long time ago the first werewolves were cursed to act like beasts under the full moon. They only figured out that they could turn into actual beasts some time later. Then they figured out they could pass the curse on to others. And so now, thousands of years later, you have people like me…And you." "Like beasts?" "Fighting, fucking, the fun stuff. It's like being drunk almost."