Best Werewolf Books For Adults Novels & Stories

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

The alpha king glared at him. " You dare stand before me and speak of my death. Do you know what this place is? This was where I killed the old lady. Sophia witnessed it and ran. This place was where you had your first meeting to dethrone me. " He paused and smiled. " And this is where I will start clipping your wings. I let you fly too high. " " What?" Ruckus smiled. " Try and see." " Do you know how strong a werewolf can become after killing?" The alpha king released his claws and started walking to the oak tree.

‘A pile of war strategy books’ to be precise. ‘Could you be any more pathetic and boring? Your fate changes to one filled with luxury and the only thing you can think of is boring books,’ Aria, my coldhearted werewolf chides as I flip through the biography of the first Alpha of the Red Moon Pack even though it is written in ancient Werewolf language and very difficult to read as the alphabets look like runes. “These books are more fun to me than romance books,” I defend with a smile because I feel proud of myself for being able to read such a difficult book with ease, haven taught myself with the materials from the Silver pack when I was much younger.

“The Blackwood pup is about to awaken! A stage has been set up at the Sacred Ridge so everyone can witness the birth of a Divine Werewolf—a once-in-a-century event! If you don’t head over now, you’ll miss it!” The Beta tore free from my hand and disappeared into the crowd. “This isn’t right!” Kaeren scooped me up with ease and flew toward the Sacred Ridge. An Omega Black Werewolf shouldn’t be able to fly that high, but Kaeren could.

Curious, I pick up the top one, and instantly feel my eyes begin to water. "The Comprehensive Guide to Werewolf History," I read aloud, my voice barely above a whisper. I flip through the others: "Global Pack Atlas: Locations and Territories," "Lycanthrope Biology: An In-Depth Study," "The Social Structures of Werewolf Packs," "Lunar Cycles and Their Effects on Werewolf Physiology," there are many others in the stack.

I asked. “It’s just a suggestion, Your Highness. But if they knew that you are now dating the most influential entrepreneur around the world, they must be doing their best to hide and clean all the evidence that they left,” he whispered. “But I’ll try to locate them, Your Highness, since the amount of the money they stole is huge and I can’t let them be happy while we are having a hard time because of the budget that they stole.” “Execute them right away, then burn their body using the gold fire,” I commanded. Gold flame differs from blue flame. The blue flame is for wizards while the gold flame is for werewolves that can kill them right away. For the vampires, it’s a silver flame.

Somehow the desire and need still hadn’t left his eyes. I signed, turning back to the now drained mojito. Apparently I’d finished it and not even noticed. This shouldn’t have happened. With humans, yes, it was possible that one bite could lead to desire and in extreme cases, obsession. Con of being a succubus. But it had never happened with another werewolf before. Is it possible what he felt was genuine? Maybe. Who really knew? It’s not like there were loads of other wolf-succubuses around to talk to. In my 300 years, I’d met one other, and she met an unfortunate end thanks to a couple vampire hunters and a stake in the 1870s.

All his careful planning for the evening seemed to have evaporated. He braced himself as he approached the door. Something was off. Lil didn’t seem to have noticed the mate-bond. She couldn’t sense it, couldn’t scent him the way he could her. What was she? Wolf, Lycan, witch, vampire? It didn’t matter. She was his, even if she didn’t know it yet. But could she sense him as an 'Other’a supernatural? He needed to know.

Mom, Dad she called out slowly to them moving close in their direction. By the time she found them they had already transformed into werewolves it's wasn't easy, controlling them as wolves, to make them go under the basement, she tried all she could but failed then she said to them, "I don't care how aggressive you are towards me, you know you can't hurt me because I am also a young wolf, just like you are a werewolf from one pack, I can control you, as been a young she-wolf, I will do anything to make sure you don't cause any harm to others."

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