Are Werewolves Real Novels & Stories

"My father claims I'm delusional. That I believe in things that don't exist. He's partially right—I do believe in things most humans think are fantasy. But they're not fantasy. They're real." Murmurs rippled through the crowd. "Werewolves are real. Vampires are real. Many supernatural species exist alongside humanity, and they have for thousands of years. I know this because I am one. I'm a werewolf. An Alpha Queen, specifically." The room exploded. Reporters shouting, cameras flashing, chaos erupting.

“You are the first of your kind. You have Warren magic… and the Hallow’s magic. You are the One.” Her eyes widen. “Okay, hold on...back up. Did you just say werewolves?” Emily snorts. Grace chokes on a laugh. Liam mutters something like “here we go.” Even Noah cracks a smile. Raven throws her hands up. “I’m sorry, but if we’re doing magical genetics, I need to know if werewolves are actually real.” I can’t help it...I laugh. “Yes, sweetheart. They’re very real.” She stares at me. “Like… howl-at-the-moon real?”

I shook my head, still smiling and said, “That's ridiculous. They are made-up creatures by humans.” I could tell by the look of Sara and Kiara that they were kind of disappointed hearing my reply. But what else was I supposed to say? I couldn’t tell them werewolves were real and not break their bubble. How can werewolves exist in real life? Werewolves, vampires, zombies — these were only fictional. Period. ###

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.

"No, Del, you know what you're going to do is very wrong." "Delaphine," Junior again called her. "I'm coming, give me a sec," Delaphine told him. "You don't have to come, Delaphine," said to me. "Werewolves can kill you," I tried to talk her out of going. "Werewolves don't normally come out during the day time there mostly out during the night," she told me. Werewolves truly did mostly come out at night to hunt us. During the daytime, it seems they rested saving their energy for the night.

His hair was dark and thick and wavy and beautiful. He let me off early again today and by the time I was back in the apartment I was now sharing with Olivia and Kat, I pulled up my laptop, powering it on and logging into chrome, typing into the search bar: Do werewolves really exist? The first reply I had found was from Quora. A reply to the question: Are Werewolves real?: Yes unfortunately. In fact every so called myth or chimera does exist and in closer proximity to humans than most would care to know.

Emily asked in disbelief. “Yes. Do you read werewolf stories?” Brian was rather surprised by her interest in werewolves and he found it funny that, she still didn’t know she was one. “I thought they were just stories” Emily hugged her knees and shrank her body. “Every myth has some reality in it. Every story originated from somewhere, Emily. Werewolves are real!” Brian replied in calm voice. Emily nodded but didn’t look him in the eye. Her eyes were glued to the ground.

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.