Best Werewolf Romance Audiobooks Novels & Stories

I am Catherine Brooks, mate to Arthur Brooks, the lone surviving witch-wolf. For centuries, I have loved a werewolf of unparalleled strength and unwavering determination to protect our pack, regardless of the cost. The loss of our first daughter, Aliyah, in the great war devastated me. She was brave, beautiful, and fiercely strong, yet she never returned from her final battle against our enemies—the vampires and the black witches who betrayed us.

My hands fly to my neck as I struggle to breathe. Fuck. It was a dream. And I finally understand why Adrian Raven is strange. Why this place feels strange. Adrian Raven is a werewolf. And I’m trapped in his world. ***

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

" I can't answer that question because you just lied. I guess you have forgotten that the sound of your heartbeat can reach my ears. " Sophia felt the chamber crushing against her. She had just messed up. She totally forgot. Werewolves did not just have the ability to hear. It was a special ability. Even the faintest of sounds could make a perfect sense to the person beside you. So, it was very normal that the beating of her heart could be heard very clearly by the alpha king. " Urgh.. " she recoiled. " I must have told a lie. " " You told a lie to an alpha king. " Derek said. " Do you know what that entails? "

And I was starting to have hard breathing as I could smell the stinky scent of the black powder. "Okay, let me lecture you for the last time before your wolf's strength and power disappear. And eventually, you'll die," he shifted back to his human form and put a smile on his face. "That black powder is referred to us as the magical mountain ash mixed with wolfsbane. Those were two of our werewolf weaknesses. When they're combined, their effects become worse and stronger to someone weak as you." "We better get going, Denver. Joshua's boat is waiting for us at the tail of this wooden boat. Marcos and the rest were also heading in our direction." One of them highly suggested that made my wolf e

His promise and his words made my flesh tingle but I refused to believe this was desire. “We’re mortal enemies. Werewolves hate Vampires and vise versa, so why me?” “Prison rules are different and I know Vampires have an excellent sexual drive, it matches my own. Look, I’m not looking to make a Luna out of you, it’s just not going to happen. But I want you to belong to me.” “What if I say no? You will take me by force?” “I don’t think that would be necessary, female creatures can hardly resist my charms.”

Immortal Desire - vampire, werewolf, witch - a fantasy-based story with dark romance and erotica (you can take a peek at this if it suits your genre taste) - completed 2. Midnight Feast -werewolf - this is a little dark. I don't know how to say it. See for yourself (I like this so much) -new book/on-going 3. The Deserted Wife -TDB book 2 -Romance/drama -new book/on-going

The golden pup’s fur began to crack with glowing lines, radiating a blinding light that made it impossible for anyone to keep their eyes open. “A true Golden Werewolf! I can’t see!” “It’s coming! It’s coming!” Everyone craned their necks and kept their eyes wide, trying desperately to catch a glimpse. Damian laughed loudly. “A Divine Werewolf descends! All shall bow before me! I am the King of the Werewolf Alliance!” As the light began to dim, the pup’s form started to shift. The crowd held its breath. “What is that?” “A black werewolf?” At the very moment everyone expected glory, the golden pup transformed into a grotesque, malformed Omega Black Werewolf.

“That’s all.” “Ah.” I feigned indifference, trying to ignore the appearance of her pale shoulder, and closed the metal clasps on my briefcase with a snap. “Well… I’m sorry to hear that. You two seemed to like each other.” “Liar,” my wolf growled angrily. “You wanted her this whole time. You—” “Not really.” Audrey shrugged. “He’s a good friend, but there just isn’t much of a romantic spark.” “With him?” my wolf asked. “Or with anyone?”

she says sternly. I inch my head forward, nuzzling her neck. I wish I could talk in my wolf form. It is said that after fated mates make love, they can communicate telepathically. But there's no chance of that happening with Ava and I. She can't be my fated mate. Whoever heard of a Venusian Witch and a Werewolf being soul mates? The very notion is ridiculous. "We've had enough excitement in these past two days to last us a lifetime, haven't we?"