Bts Werewolf Au Novels & Stories

What was this duo up to? Their house was beautifully decorated, but the colours were not the best. “How are you finding the place so far?” aunt Zora asked while we were eating. She turned to Zach whom she had strategically put next to her. Either she had great maternal instincts or she was so used to playing games and manipulating people. “Do you like it here, Zach?” “Yes, I want to see the werewolves,” he said, excitedly, making aunt Zora go pale. Bonnie gasped. “Emilia thinks there are many of them in this town. Werewolves are so cool.”

“Don’t take it personally, baby girl. Vampires, overall, tend to look down on wolves. We’re natural enemies.” “I love my nephew and all, but I don’t know how Rhapsody stomachs getting it on with him.” Auðr wrinkled his nose. “I wouldn’t be caught dead with a wolf as a lover.” “You’re already dead.” Agustín laughed. “I don’t mind wolves. Tía Isis and Tío Kurt are cool. Plus, some cute gays in Silverclaw have been down to keep my bed toasty when I visit.” He winked. “Yet you keep coming back to mine.” Auðr rolled his eyes.

I scanned the trees in front of us and my eyes fell into the grass with rash movements, just near a chir pine tree. “Quinn, East!” I shouted as I felt something from the east running in our direction. Quinn nodded and immediately positioned her bow to release the arrow with poison. With a bolt, Quinn calmly let go of the arrow when a big brown werewolf appeared. This is our first time to see a brown-haired werewolf, most of the hunts we’ve been to have black or grey fur. “Brown?” Rendall asked as we saw the arrow hit its leg and growl in pain.

Those four words perfectly describe the sound of Aurelia’s voice as goosebumps spread over my body. “I’m Aurelia Seer King, Alpha of the White Shade Pack. I’m Aurelia Seer King Flockhart, Luna Of Dark Moon Pack. I’m Aurelia, your nemesis.” Aurelia said in one breath. My eyes widened when the realization hit my core harder than anything I had ever felt in my entire life– Aurelia is a W-white Wo-wolf, a special breed– heck, the only breed of werewolves that could actually kill me or drain my energy as a witch.

Despite the fact that he was the son of my adversary, I felt a spark when our flesh met. I introduced him after hauling him up, and I heard some voices chanting Devon's name. At the same time, rain began to pour, allowing me to flee the area. Devon's gaze shifted to the opposite side. Devon's eyes was drawn back to me as I reverted to a Werewolf. When he returned his focus to where I was standing, he was perplexed as to how I had vanished. His family came up to him and gave him an anxious embrace. I was hiding behind the bushes and could clearly hear their voices.

The looming threat of the rogue werewolves, now more organized and dangerous than ever, had forced even the most rivalrous clans to unite under a common cause. Alex Robert Macrobat, a 30-year-old werewolf and mother, stood beside her son, Prince Kai. Alex’s journey from a human to a werewolf had been marked by tragedy and transformation. She had embraced her new identity after her mother was killed by a werewolf, leading her to the United States where she met her werewolf clan and learned to control her werewolf form. Alex eventually gave birth to Kai, who inherited her werewolf genes and bore a striking resemblance to his father, Kim.

Maya and Vishous were madly in love with each other. Mostly because of the satisfaction they received from their various s*x adventures. Both of them were werewolves. Maya was a beautiful nineteen year old girl, turning twenty in a week. She was going to find her mate then. Everyone in werewolf world was supposed to find their mate once they were twenty years old. Maya was a little shy but adventurous when it came to sex. She was is personal s*x doll. A toy that he could lick and f**k however and whenever he wanted and she would still beg him for more.

“You won't see the full moon again. "Don't kill him." Pietra's voice penetrated my anger. “Please, you're not a murderer, Josh. The wolf inside me surged, begging for meat. Derek's wild eyes met mine, begging me to finish him off, to give him the dignity of a true werewolf kill. But behind him was Pietra, her back pressed against the Mini. Her eyes wide with fear, her hand clutching her heart. The pain in his voice ripped through my soul. Her whole life had been death, she couldn't take it anymore.

Audrey’s POV The matches were nothing but unapologetic blood baths. Goodness… It began with the lower-ranking packs. Each werewolf representing the smaller packs had something in common. Their fighters were grey or black fur wolves with incredibly scary physiques if they were to be in their human form. I saw the most gory I have ever seen in my life and the worst part, people cheered. They cheered like it was the best thing that ever happened to them and it would never not be normal to me.

I could see pains flash in Aurora’s gaze as Vivian’s fist slammed into her stomach, bringing tears to her eyes. Then, Aurora dropped to all fours, as her joint cracked and elongated. The snapping sound echoed, light brown furs sprouted rapidly, morphing into a wolf. Her eyes shifted into a sharp, glowing yellow. She howled loudly before launching herself on Vivian’s throat. Vivian ducked low, but the sheer force knocked her balance off. Immediately, she locked her legs around Aurora’s waist to prevent her from any fatal bite. But Aurora was relentless, biting and clawing. Vivian’s eyes ignited with a fierce, primal red, earning a collective gasps from the crowd.