Best Werewolf Romance Audiobooks Novels & Stories

She looked like a goddess, and she knew it. Lola, Jemma, and Alec were already down by the water, shrieking every time the waves caught their ankles. Thorne squealed, trying to leap from my arms to join the chaos. “Not yet, buddy,” I laughed, adjusting him on my hip. That’s when I saw him. Roman. Walking down the boardwalk in swim trunks, a beach bag over one shoulder, and his mate. A tall, beautiful werewolf named Tessa holding his hand. She handed him sunscreen to rub on her back, and he did it immediately, without complaint.

"I see why Emma wants to stop you but I do not know what you really want with her." "Emma is my daughter, a very foolish and defiant one if I may add," Grimkeeper replied casually. Sarah almost passed out from shock as she heard the revelation. "I did not see that one coming," Sarah muttered. Grimkeeper smiled slowly as he enjoyed her discomfort. "How is that even possible?" Sarah asked. "When a god of the dark and a healer werewolf love each other..." Grimkeeper sarcastically began. "I know how sex happens!" Sarah snapped curtly. "I am just trying to wrap my head around the fact that someone would willingly want to be with you."

Those words seemed to bite physically into Westin. He took in a deep breath. That charismatic smile on his face was completely gone now. “Fine.” He said darkly, crossing his arms, “I need a werewolf as Queen.” Aurora rounded her eyes. That was his big reason? He needed a werewolf wife, so he abducted her?! WHAT THE FUCK! “There are many she-wolves who are crazy about you. Like those maids in the Grace Ruin, even some girls in Ever Moon Pack! You can very well find a woman who is willing. Why the hell does it have to be me!” she cried angrily.

“You can speak now.” “L-let m-me whisper it, A-Alpha.” He said with much difficulty. I gave in to his request. “Fine.” I leaned close to his face and brought my ears close to his lips. “T-the wolves that attacked are called Shadow Wolves and they are very powerful. They possess so much power that normal wolves do not have.” “Are they rogues?” I asked quietly. “No. They are…” he was about to speak but I heard the hesitation in his breathing. He seemed to become much more heightened than ever.

Alpha Liam was the king of their pack, the ruler of all werewolves, and his word was law. Cruella’s mind was reeling, too stunned to move. She barely registered Liam’s strong grip on her arm as he pulled her to her feet, lifting her from the ground as if she weighed nothing. The bond that had just been torn by Enzo now flared to life again—stronger, sharper, and undeniable. Her wolf reacted instantly, accepting the Alpha’s claim with a force that made her knees weak.

Good thing he hadn’t changed much since high school. I kept my phone on the floor before standing up from the bath. I dried off silently, careful not to wake up the kitten. I wondered what I’d tell Emma and Mia. I was more worried about their opinion than anything else. Will Emma know I’m with her brother just for some money? Will Mia find out that I’m just pretending? Shaking my head, I started my paranormal romance audiobook. It had a reverse harem trope with four vampire lords and one human girl. The plot was thrilling, and it kept me on the edge of my seat. I hummed and applied body lotion.

"I want you as you are, little wolf." Her lips parted on a sigh. "For a really old guy, you do know how to sweet talk to a girl. But"-she shook her head-"pretty words don't mean I'm going to jump into bed with you. Not to mention, I've also got this whole wolf thing to deal with." Her fingers curled around Marc's. "As attracted as I am to you, I am also drawn to Marc. It's the oddest thing. I feel like I have a connection to both of you, and I'm having a hard time figuring out if it's because of the whole Roderick thing or something else."

Something feels… wrong. *Werewolves*, I think suddenly, shivering. Stories my grandmother whispered… they were real once, people said. But not near the city—no one has seen one here for decades. Just stories. I push the thought aside. Don’t be ridiculous, Aurelia. It’s just the wind. Just your imagination. I don’t care. I don’t care about anything anymore. I just keep moving. Then I hear it; a low growl carried on the wind. My stomach flips.

“So, about this mind speak thingy…” “Ah, that’s a type of communication magic that all werewolves have. It lets them talk with their pack members,” said John, who finally chose to speak after watching the two in their awkward situation. “Anything you say using that magic can only be heard by those you consider part of your pack. In this case, it’s Young Master Nico and I. Your parents would probably be able to hear you as well, but since there’s a considerable distance, they would likely not.” “Oh, okay…”

At college, meeting Liam and Zain and having Wren… He was just himself. Never again. Never. After this, he was done being anything besides who he wanted to be. After today… He was done. He wasn’t going to wait until the end of break. They were done with this entire country after this day. “Oh, my wolf is coming up. You remember him from the auction, right?” Warrick sounded vaguely interested. Like whatever happened with his wolf was of no concern.