Black Wesker Novels & Stories

I have heard that this is not a Gamma you want as an enemy. Lastly, Tenebris the Delta, sitting with his back to the door. Long, black hair, piercings in his eyebrows as well as his ears and lips. Basically a walking fucking Goth werewolf, but I wouldn’t fuck with him either way. Apparently, his claws contain poison dangerous to his own kind due to something in his blood. “Kai,” Ryker says when he spots us and walks over. “Thank you for having me.” “Thank you for coming,” my brother responds and shakes his hand. I watch as everyone stops what they’re doing when Kai calls for their attention.

I've known it my entire life. I've seen it across the dinner table. In old photographs. In the few good memories I have from my childhood before everything went wrong. "No," I whisper. "No, that's not possible." But it is. It's him. The man in the white coat. The leader of Project Apex. The scientist who's been orchestrating the capture and extermination of enhanced wolves for three decades. My legs give out. Alexei catches me before I hit the floor. "Maya?" His voice sounds distant. Underwater. "What's wrong? Who is that?"

Kim shouts with tears in her eyes. Paul looks to each of us and takes in a deep breath and sighs. "I am what is called a Visionary, I have been here for centuries guiding the wolf shifters. I have been tracking the blood lines for a very long time" We all looked at him with questioning faces. I myself never heard of his kind,I just may have to have a talk with my parents to see if they might know of anything. . . . . Paul then continues.

His grandpa laughs, trying to ease off a bit of tension felt in the air. Blake sighs. He closes his eyes and puffs his cheeks as his hand comes over his nose and pinches it. "There is one other thing that is lethal to a primordial vampire Blake." His grandpa lowers his head. His eyes water and a lump forms on his throat. "Well!.... spill it gramps... what is it? I'll do whatever it takes." He sighs and looks melancholic towards Blake. "The pure blood of a primordial werewolf. But, just the same, the blood of a pure Primord vampire is lethal to a Primord wolf."

GINGER "How are things going?" Tyler asked after I'd been doing my job for a couple days. "Really good, actually!" I replied cheerfully. "So you don't mind all the tedious data entry?" "No, not at all, actually! The stuff I'm learning is so interesting. Like, I always thought werewolves were immune to almost anything, but there are all these crazy things that can happen to them. Like one doctor observed a werewolf that stopped being able to heal quickly, except when there was a full moon. The doctor decided the guy had bad blood, and they actually ended up chopping off his balls so he couldn't reproduce and pass on the defect."

The big guy seemed not to be an easy enemy. " Vieira, " the healer said from the door," remember, the reason we are here is not to put up a show of strength. He is an alpha. A special one at that. We both might not even stand a match against him let alone now that all he knows is rage. " " Do you think I love this?" Vieira said, pacing the room carefully with Derek. When he lured Derek through a circular walk , he spoke to the healer. " Your turn."

Quantico Marine Base, Virginia. Colonel Harlon Morgan was a career military man stationed six and a half hours from Huntington, WV. The distance could have been worlds away. He didn’t know his daughter existed. Doc had set up a meeting explaining that his lab had important findings to share. Dr. Sawyer was a bigger deal than any of us understood. He had a visiting physician’s permit at several area hospitals as a disguise to collect genome samples from enhanced humans for his lab, a lab known for its groundbreaking techniques and scientific research.

The room was filled with roars and disgusts once again. "I knew it! That fucking gay is a manwhore!" "So that's why he didn't plan up the whole operation. He was too busy fucking up someone's dick for him to abandon his duties and responsibilities. Gross." "He disgusts me. He's a fucking disgrace to the authority and the White Wolf's Clan!"

“Thanks.” “Too perfect. You military?” Jake raised the sleeve again. “SASR. Sniper First Class.” A grin flickered. “Who dares wins.” They said it together, a laugh cracking the tension. “This is Zak,” Jake told Kim and Jane. “Zak—Kimberly. Jane.” “Pleasure,” Zak said, crisp. Then to Kim, lower: “Keep it quiet for now, but… werewolves have overrun the city.” Kim held his stare. “You’re serious?”

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male