Ava Werewolf Novels & Stories

A book suddenly got my attention, the title was written in a different language that's why I can't understand it but its content is written in English. I don't know why this book got me, the cover is just a plain black but it really feels different, like I need to read this. The most powerful creature, that's the words that are written in the first page. Vaewolfves, a werewolf-vampires hybrid. Pale skin, red lips, and has an ability to change its appearance in either vampire, werewolf, or human. It often doesn't show in an early age, the creature will stay in a human like appearance until twenty- five, where they discover themselves in a blood moon.

Unfortunately, It's apparent that during my summer vacation, I will live in the very place that has impacted my life more than words could fathom alone. The dream... the reality of what occurred one fateful night many years ago is bound to become a reality again, but there is nothing I can do besides cross my fingers and hope for the best. Hoping that night was really a dream, after all. The night where it all began. The night when I was attacked by a monster... The night I was attacked by a man shifting werewolf. With my legs snuggled against my chest and arms wrapped around them securely, I yawn for a bit then tilt my body closer to the window, wincing at the slight pinch of pain that pull

Her Dad and the rest was fuzzy. “Dude, what the…” a male voice was saying from the living room, when a sound that seemed like a punch, shut him up. In one swift motion, she was up. She looked at her dressing. She was still in her skinny jeans and leather jacket. The one she wore when she returned the previous day. Werewolves were blessed with super hearing, super speed, fast healing. In another swift motion, she was at the door of her living room. The room was a mess. Broken furnitures, broken glasses, splatters of blood. Some fractures of woods sticking out from the wall.

He had two cups of black coffee in his hands. He set one down in front of her. "Stop reading that stuff." Adrian’s gaze flicked to the tablet screen, his tone low. Ava picked up the coffee and took a sip. Bitter. No sugar. "They’re not lying." She looked straight into his eyes. "I am an Omega. I don’t have a wolf spirit. I can’t beat a single full-grown werewolf in a fight." Adrian came around the desk and stopped beside her. Then he pulled her up from the chair and wrapped her in his arms. His chin rested lightly against the top of her head.

“Zeev, please –” “Zane is a werewolf!” Those words froze Tyr, and he robotically turned his head to Zeev. “What?”

The looming threat of the rogue werewolves, now more organized and dangerous than ever, had forced even the most rivalrous clans to unite under a common cause. Alex Robert Macrobat, a 30-year-old werewolf and mother, stood beside her son, Prince Kai. Alex’s journey from a human to a werewolf had been marked by tragedy and transformation. She had embraced her new identity after her mother was killed by a werewolf, leading her to the United States where she met her werewolf clan and learned to control her werewolf form. Alex eventually gave birth to Kai, who inherited her werewolf genes and bore a striking resemblance to his father, Kim.

Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly. Burhan came over and helped his adoptive father in one shot. At that time Burhan's expression looked so shocked by Hugo's change. The type of wolf-shifter that Hugo has is so different from other wolf-shifter. The size of the red wolf's body is also larger than most wolf-shifter. On the forehead of the red wolf, a star in a circle was drawn. When Hugo growled, his mouth and muzzle dripped with disgusting saliva, like the image of a werewolf version of the human belief, which in Indonesia is called Aul. Burhan gulped his own saliva as he stared into the red eyes of the Cursed. “What is that creature?” Burha

"What you two are saying is unclear to me. You spoke of a beast while she mentioned werewolves. I don't have any contribution to anything." Scarlett rolled her eyes. Why did she even inquire about it with Cornelia? "According to the legend, if you get bitten by a werewolf with red eyes and black skin, it was the alpha who bit you." Avery added. Scarlett narrowed her eyes. "What is an alpha?" she asked. Still, she struggled to accept what Avery was telling her.

She finally started. “Lord Javier was the man in charge of the downtown then, the mafia man that everyone fears and when he heard what mother did, he rushed to where you kept, took you to another place where you kept hidden.” “At that time, the werewolves alive in the downtown weren’t much and he was looking for more army, to fight for his selfish desires. So for him to bring you back to mother, he had to take our elder sister, Aurora to be his wife and also mother and father had to become werewolves.” She stopped taking in deep breaths.

Garrit comes into the lobby. “Didn’t you say the girl is living with three boys?” asks Carl. “Yes.” “Who is this third boy who you didn’t see around the house very often?” “Blonde hair. Not a vampire.” “Of course, because he is a werewolf.” “So, how do you plan to get to him?” Asks Luther. “Kidnap someone from the house again?” “Yes, because that worked out so well last time,” Carl says irritably. “I can do it this time,” says Garrit.