About Werewolves Novels & Stories

Both of us wide eyed and confused, Did he know something? Long ago,” he began, “when wolves were first created by the Moon Goddess, there were two types. The Lycanthropes—what you know as werewolves today—and the Spirit Wolves. The Lycanthropes were gifted to certain bloodlines, and over time, they found each other, forming packs and growing stronger together. But the Spirit Wolves—those are a different story.”

The town was quite small and the three siblings were outside the biggest supermarket in it. They were in a car coming up with a plan as they had been watching the supermarket for three days and they'd mastered the workers' routines. The only problem so far was the skinny girl and her friend who were always patrolling the supermarket. It seemed they were after something in particular and the siblings hadn't figured it out yet. "How doesn't anyone in this town notice that these girls are acting weird?" The girl, Kyla asked her brothers.

,I asked,my voice shaking. “I..I killed her through the help of someone,I can’t quite remember everything but someone approached me and promised to help and …. I quickly stood up trying to add everything together. “Are you okay,my child??your hands are shaking” “I’m fine grandpa,I just need to get to my room”,I said as I stood up. “Is there a reason for asking?!” “I’ve never heard of a werewolf before”,I said,completely lost in thought. “You should look it up,my child,they are very dangerous and when you come across one,let me know,I always know how to deal with them”,he said.

It was as if I was transversed into another universe as I was clearly hearing what was going on, the words were entering my ears at a faster pace. "The werewolf is a mythological animal and the subject of many stories throughout the universe, which could lead to diverse nightmares, Werewolves are, according to some legends, people who morph into vicious, powerful wolves. Others are a mutant combination of humans and wolves. But all are bloodthirsty beasts who cannot control their lust for killing people and animals. One of the legends states that a fair maiden whose name was - Gilgamesh, jilted a potential lover because she had turned her previous mate into a wolf.

she said, her voice a low whisper. I nodded slowly, knowing that it sounded stupid. “It’s just a thought, but-” “Well, you can definitely not be a werewolf,” she added, giggling. “But maybe you were part of a people who liked calling themselves a pack.” I highly doubted that. “Maybe. What’s a werewolf?” She gave me a surprised look, then sighed, remembering that I also had partial amnesia with words. “They're a fictional bunch- meaning they're imaginary- of people said to be able to transform into wolves. They're very popular in fiction novels. I also heard...”

“I shift when I want to. The pups that just started shifting, they don’t have so much control. That’s why they get kept home, where it’s safe. And if your wolf gets mad enough, they might try to take over, but I’ve gotten pretty good at not letting that happen. Anyway, you’d be safe. My wolf knows you’re friends. He wouldn’t hurt you. He’d protect you.” Tala is looking very quiet, and a bit pale. “You okay there?” I ask her. “Then, you are like them? The ones we fought?” she asks. Her hand is fiddling with the crucifix pendant she wears. “Vampires?” I wonder why she’s so nervous. I don’t think there’s anything about werewolves in the Bible. Not that I’d know m

She’d piqued my interest and, at last, my canines began to pull upwards, and the aching in my jaw settled. “Werewolves, for instance, are forged from pure aggression. They are expert at winding lies into their own mythology – the Curse of the Moon, for example, made people believe that they needed a full moon to shift. They will say anything they can to get what they want. And what they want is… death. Death and destruction, vengeance and power and tyranny.

Katie Clyde furrowed her eyebrows, she knew werewolves usually have mates that they are bonded to, she have read novels and watched movies about it. She hesitated before asking "who is your second chance mate?" Pascal looked at Katie Clyde fondly, before opening his mouth to respond.

"What do you think you'll transform into this time?" His two friends laughed loudly. "A flea wolf!" "A forest rat!" "Hahaha!" Raven gritted his teeth. It hurt. Not from the push. But because they might be right. Tomorrow was a very important day. The Blood Moon Festival only happens once every five years. On that night, the moon's energy reached its peak. Teenagers who had turned eighteen would undergo a ritual to awaken their true powers. Some became Betas. Some became Gammas. A few talented ones might even become Alphas. It all depended on each werewolf's abilities.

“So, where do we begin?” Jake replied, “At the very start—let’s talk about what werewolves really are and how our community works.” He pulled up an extra chair, turning this into a serious conversation that felt like it could change everything. “First off,” Luna began, “werewolves aren’t magical or supernatural. We’re actually a branch of evolution that split from humans about fifty thousand years ago, so think of us as different but related to Homo sapiens, not as humans cursed to transform into wolves.”