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It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

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It just breaks my heart to see her like this. "Well, I am a Lycan, Chris and Nate are also Lycans as well. We are like you, but a little bigger.You, my little mate are what is called a werewolf shifter. To my knowledge, you are what we believe to be the very last of your kind." I hook my finger under her chin so I can look into her eyes, and slowlybrought my lips to hers. She gasped as soon as our lips touched with an explosion of sparks between us.

I admired some of the old classics and new books as my eyes wandered over every title. I had gathered a stack of books in my hand, picking ones I wanted to read and taking them out. So far, I had five books that I found would pique my interest such as Alice in Wonderland, Pride and Prejudice and the Maze Runner. All of these books were human and I admired the wide selection of books that this room had. I tried to find one that was all about werewolves like the library back at my pack had and only seemed to find one that was labelled 'As Old As Time Will Tell' written by none other than one of the eldest werewolf alive which was 'Herbert Vanderlin'. In the blurb, it states his life as an old

My fingers trailed along the silver molding until we came to a halt. Standing just a few inches shorter than the door frame, Azrael lifted one of his leather covered shoulders in a shrug. “Lycan’s are a bit wilder than your average wolf. Their favorite prey is the one that fights back. Trust me, if he didn’t find you interesting, he would’ve ripped your throat out for that comment alone.” Pretty sure his eyes sparkled when he said that. Me, on the other hand. I was busy trying not to wet myself.

How he thought I was delicious after he had a taste of my blood. But wait, I had sparks where ever he touched me and his scent nearly drove me mad. But it can’t be, werewolves and vampires don’t get mated. We can’t stand each other, we are sworn enemies. It has been that way for as long as our history books reach back in time.

You'll understand this more as you read the book! In addition, I only use the term 'werewolf' in this story but they are not the traditional lore that is 'cursed' or a 'beast'. They are more of shifters, like of lycans who can control their transformations from humans to wolves or vice versa. To put it simply, they are like the 'wolves' of Twilight with special gifts so I call them werewolves in this book. Thank you and enjoy reading!

It is too soon! Admittedly, Tatyana was far more familiar with the ways of a vampire, even if the ones she’d lived amongst were mutants. She’d listened to enough conversations and snuck enough books out of Wadim’s library to read in the recesses of the den when no one was around to make her a fairly proficient resource where vampires were concerned. The werewolf, which was also known as the lycanthrope, or lycan for short, was something she knew very little about. Now, she was locked in a motel room on the outskirts of Middletown, New York with a man whose human side hadn’t yet allowed the lycan side to take complete control, but it was a daily battle with him as the cycle of the moon prog

I let out a breathless laugh, tension coiled tight in my chest. We raced through the city, the skyline flashing past the windows like a blur of steel and glass. The streets were starting to empty. Werewolves were strongest under the full moon. It gave them speed, stamina, rage. If they attacked during the day, without that advantage, either they were desperate... or they knew something we didn't. Neither option was good. After giving Gabriel a few directions to one of my contacts to get the gears he pulled into a side alley near a rundown building.

There's nothing quite as invigorating as introducing a one-shot full of conspiracies and, because I'm a horror expert, and Werewolf Apocalypse isn't just a fighting game, there's a lot that can happen. Including a Black Spiral Dancer against the appearance of a real White Howler. “Let the games begin,” I said, starting to tell the story. ************ Note: Don't forget to like, comment, and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform