Are Werewolves Real Novels & Stories

I have a question I gotta ask you about something,” I had to think of a way to put this that won’t come off too strange, “I have been really into SCI-FI here lately. What do you know about werewolves?” He coughed a little like he was choking on his own spit or something, “I know a lot actually. What do you want to know? You been watching the wolf man or something?” I smiled and put on my other boot, “Actually, I’m in the middle of this book and something stood out and I just thought for shits and giggles that I would would ask you if you thought that they exist.” The line got silent and he coughed again. I think he is smoking his herbs. I rolled my eyes. Good thing he has a license for that

He says. I laugh a bit before answering. "I find it odd that you have to ask that but anyone past the age of 12 doesn't believe in those right?" I ask passing glances at every one else in the room. "Well, they're very much real. Werewolves have always existed, and so do vampires and witches. But our focus right now is werewolves.." I furrow my brows at him, not knowing what to say. I don't want to be rude and tell him he sounds crazy so I just stay silent, waiting for the thirty minutes to be over so I can out of here.

Everything I thought I knew about reality, about my best friend, about Knox, all of it is wrong. Werewolves are real. And somehow, I'm connected to one in a way I still don't understand.

"W-What?! Parents, secrets?! What are you informing me in the middle of my confusion?! Damn, this is all just some crap, or play! Werewolves, don't exist—" "But you see already saw one." It shut me up. Casper "I am dreaming..." "It all happen in your own reality. What you saw last night wasn't a dream, Gina. Can't you puzzle it out? Werewolves does exist, back then and even now. We are alive." I remove her hands on my shoulder. "W-What do you mean, we?" I am starting to dislike the topic we're heading to. And once I confirm the enigma in my head that's connected to the scene.

"Totally, Lex, I got it. But why does he does that? You think werewolves are perhaps real?" "From my experience on the medical fields, I know that. . . Wolves exists, even werewolves may exist. . . And quote the word 'may' but werewolves who actually belongs to a particular pack that lives in human ways and shape shift? And search for mates so they could have sex with them and procreate?" "Hush, Lexy, I don't think it's appropriate to use "sex" for it. I think 'mate' is the accepted and mostly used word"

Some call it a curse; others call it a gift. A chill runs down my spine as I read a comment that says: “Are werewolves real? My grandma used to say they once existed and they leave traces when they visit humans.” My breath catches. The scratches on my sheets. I close my eyes, feeling the weight of the dream pressing down on me again. Why me? I scroll through more posts, some saying they still exist and probably lives among humans. The more I read, the less sure I feel about what’s real and what isn’t.

Maybe I didn’t give him enough credit, he really did love me and he was always a strong man… Still… to just be willing to step aside and watch someone else bring a light to my eyes that was never there for him… It would be hard for anyone. “Sure, we can start there. Yes and no. Yes, there are really werewolves. No, they do not go crazy under a full moon, like witches, they enjoy it with celebrations or small parties.” I made it sound like a commercial. “The basics? Yes, there are packs, no they aren’t very large, we have good healing abilities, strength, endurance. We typically live for 200 years or so. Oh I will be shifting the next full moon.” I laid out.

DANTE POINTED TO A couple of wolves fighting. "Those are usemi. Also known as werewolves or lycans. There's a lot of myth and lore about them, some true, some not. The bare bones version is that they are real, but very rare. I don't know how far back they go, but I do know that their population has been dwindling. If humans knew of them, they'd put them on the endangered species list. Akharu, too."

Great! I started to count and there were less than a dozen wolves left, I gasped in utter shock as some of the furry bodies in the grass began to turn … into naked men!! “Ohh fuck it is real. That’s them! They are … they’re … it’s … oh shit,” I yelled, obviously to no one. Werewolves. They’re real. They’re real and they’re about to capture me!! What if … what if I tell them I have an STD?

“Werewolves are real.” “You’re still on about all that nonsense. I told you to drop it. Plus, you should be studying for your finals, not wasting time on these.” I pointed at the bunch of pictures and articles of werewolves scattered on her bed. “Girl, are you alright? You don’t need all this.” “Why won’t you believe me?” Her voice had no hint of wittiness in it and that made me swallow hard. “I did my research and I found out that werewolves say ‘mate’ when they find their mates.”