Canadian Werewolf Show Novels & Stories

"I want to ask you a question and I expect you to be honest. I've been watching you and your best friend for a while. I have to admit I was shocked when I realized you just steal keys for the sake of it. You don't use them. You just wanna mess with people's lives, huh? Do you know how that affects them. You may think it's just keys but losing a batch of keys can ruin a person's life but you don't care about that, do you?" Liana looked away. She'd always warned Gina that her obsession would cause them trouble. Gina's love for keys was normal in the beginning. She bought and collected them and it was fun. Then one day, Gina had seen a woman holding a very unique and beautiful set of keys. She'

Three Nora Connolly “I’m sorry, you saw who on the subway?” Winter Jefferies squealed at her; her wide, blue eyes filled with excitement. Nora sighed. “It’s not that big of a deal.” Winter laughed. “Yes, it is. That’s Roman FUCKING ELIOT. The Prince of Werewolves. He’s The Werewolf Prince of New York.”

“Believe me, Mom, I’m fine. I just need to understand what is going on. What’s this place? Where are we?” With a sigh, her mother said, “Very well, I will explain everything you want to know if it will bring your mind back to the present. We are in Quandagh, our village. Your father is the head of this clan which consists of four packs of werewolf families. Presently, our supreme leader, Vak Smallchief is here with his family to witness the mating ceremony between his middle son, Danshak, and you.” “And the mating ceremony happened last night?”

"Connecting to Family/Bloodline" aired every full moon night, sharp at 9 pm, from the Pack’s territory broadcast station. It streamed widely across all social media. The guest wolf in the latest run had shoved Lady Cassandra down the pack’s spiral cliff, stirring the air with heavy whispers. The scent of curiosity spread across pack lines even before the show aired. Another story, that of a youngling born of an abducted she-wolf trying to trace her mother’s whereabouts, tugged hard at hearts. This story had the blood of watchers pulsing with the need to know more.

"Don't be scared. I will not hurt you. I am the moon goddess." "What do you want with me?" My voice was trabbeling. I was so scared that I couldn't move. When I found the strength to move again I walked backwards, but I came with my back against what felt like a wall. thé woman came closer and I saw that she was pure withe even her skin was. I felt her power and I knew she was not from this world. She was neither a ghost. It was like she was something in between. I know now she was really thé moon goddess. I had heard from it from Ava. I learned that she made all wolves and werewolves on earth. She was the first one of them all. "I was your mother in your first after live."

I tell them as bring Ash onto my lap. "Myself, Chris and also Nate here are known as Lycans, Ash here is a werewolf shifter, and is pretty much the last of her kind." I say as Kim and Toni both look at me with wide eyes. "So, it's true then." We hear Paul say as he walks over to me and Ash and puts the back of his hand to her fourhead. A low growl slips mast my lips as another male is touching my mate. "What the hell are you talking about?" Kim shouts with tears in her eyes.

"As I mentioned before, there were seven werewolf packs before Andrew and the Queen ruled together. Lycans are the strongest, essentially the royalties of our time. Elemental wolves are the offspring of a werewolf mating with a witch. Crescent wolves only shift when there's a full moon. Cursed wolves could have been normal shifters if it weren't for the fact that they lose self-control over their wolves during a full moon, red moon, or blue moon. Pack wolves, like your previous pack, live under the rules of an alpha. Rogues used to live together but without following the pack's rules. They don't follow an alpha and prefer to be individuals.

Inside was something blinded by the light and being disturbed by the noises. It is alive. “The werewolf shifter!” Announcing the last creature for auction, Maynard is disgusted at how they treated his race. “It is a young cub obtained during a hunt in a certain province, its location is kept a secret in order to preserve their habitat. This is a male one, the ears and the tail are clearly not a disguise but it's real.” It was the first time that the Joker left on his platform, he went near the cage and grabbed the tail which was protruding outside and pulled it hard.

“So a few days ago I went over to Prisha’s and Ishaad’s house to interview them. It’s kind of weird since she is jury as well, but well you are the lawyer while you were badly hurt, so it’s just how it is. Ela was outside in the sun and well. You know how she just turned eighteen last week?” “Yeah, she met her wolf and she shifted with Ishaad. Prisha told me, it was a whole fucking thing.” Easton scratched his stubble. He honestly looked like that guy from Grey’s anatomy. April got me to watch the show, she tricked me by showing me a fucking episode with a bomb. Turns out it’s mostly just drama and sometimes a bit of action, but fuck it. I am hooked now. But Easton reminded me of that Avery

“Oh yes, the Golden Clan. In general, two clans stand above all werewolves: Golden - their flock is located in Canada and Diamond - live in northern India. The Golden Clan, they are, roughly speaking, politicians. Resolve all issues between humans and werewolves. Economy, division of territories, diplomacy, they do a lot of things. And the Diamond clan is engaged in religion. All sources of power werewolves under their control. Tell me, - she looked at me, narrowing her eyes, - what planet did you live on if you don’t know such banal things? It's in the third grade, they probably teach. - Aline, I can't tell you. - Noticing how in her eyes it goes out, only the trust established between us,