Demon Werewolf Novels & Stories

Averie was taken aback as she recognized him as the same man she had seen in the restroom before losing consciousness. Startled, Averie flinched when the man tossed his jacket at her. "Put it on and come with me if you don't want the demon werewolf to devour you when it strikes again," he said, ignoring her question. "Demon werewolf? Is the monster that attacked me really a demon werewolf? Does such a creature actually exist in this world? And why did it come after me? What does it want from me?" Averie found it hard to believe what the man was telling her. While she is aware of werewolves as a fo

A few break through, pecking at her skin before burning into ash. But the effort drains him. Step by step, he is dragged closer to the demon, losing the battle of strength. Dagar growls, ravens swirling at his command above him. They gather into a writhing mass. He hurls the mass against the ground, darkness swallowing the room. From that darkness, a massive black wolf bursts forth. Freed from the demon by his werewolf shift, Dagar lunges. The witch, distracted by the ravens, cannot react. He slams into her with such force that the wall cracks on impact when she hits it. I cannot tell if the sound is stone breaking, or her bones, but she falls lifeless. The abomination she summoned sinks bac

“The witch is coming our way. She is coming in hot and anger. Braces yourselves for her. If you have any trump cards I suggest you pull them all out now because you will need everything you got to survive.” They chorused ‘yes’, rushing tents to get through weapons. I took her chance to get to high ground. I looked towards Zulu’s group with the telescope. I flinched immediately something can to my view. It wasn’t like any wolf I was used to seeing. The marks on this beast told me that it was a demon wolf. I grinned. That boy has one hell of a Trump card. I watched as he handled the witch’s men well enough to get the wounded Zulu away. That rest of his men following.

“That’s insane. I don’t belong to anyone.” “You belong to the prophecy,” she said. “To balance. To the survival of our kind.” I narrowed my eyes. “What are you saying?” She stepped forward, crouching beside me. “Derek must die, Lisa. I saw it in the bones. In the blood moon’s reflection. He is a demon wolf.” The cave went silent. I blinked. “A what?” “A Demon Wolf,” she said again, slowly. “One is born every thousand years. They rise when the world is shifting. Their sole purpose is to end the werewolf bloodline. One by one, they kill all the werewolves until they're extinct.”

Marcus, driven by an instinctual rage, sunk his teeth deeper into the demon's flesh, his claws rending through its sinew. Yet, the demon's supernatural endurance continued to frustrate him, as it thrashed and writhed, desperate to dislodge the relentless werewolf from its back. Derek, with his preternatural senses, detected the demon's vulnerable points and exploited them with deadly precision. He darted in and out of the shadows, his ethereal form evading the demon's powerful swipes. With each strike, he siphoned the creature's life force, weakening it from within.

That person was the only woman amongst the few captured people… Rather, a female because these were not actually humans but demons. They were wolf demons, same as the one that had transformed back into its original form! The female wolf demon woke up. Upon waking up, she saw Ted scratching her body with a sharp dagger. Even though it did not hurt her, the sense of sharp dagger scratching against her body was very unpleasant. “Speak! Who are you people?” “Why did you poison the people?”

Which means her generation carried a lot of power. Legion knew Devon wanted this power so he could possess the power of a real werewolf, but legion needed that power for himself because he was dying. He saw Nimueh as an opportunity to infiltrate her family and killed them all including Devon . But instead of turning into a pure real werewolf, he turned into a demon wolf. Making him more deadly than any other werewolf there is but there was a curse upon him, he was unstable and would have nightmares and vivid dreams. And during full moons he would change into the true beta he is and bleed till the moon passes, that’s why none of his alphas have seen him change on a full moon.

Our demon magic originates from Haures himself, so not having control over it would be catastrophic. What documented history there was on my demon side was minimal. When Mom contacted my grandfather about me, her father explained that 1500 years ago, our ancestors ruled over a small kingdom that was under constant attack. Eventually, it got so bad the kingdom was going to fall. So my however-many-great-great-grandfather summoned Haures to ask for his wife and unborn son's salvation. They received salvation, but the price was his soul. Not much was said other than when his wife gave birth to his son, he was a demon-werewolf hybrid. The demon gene was only passed to the males, while any female

I wasn't prepared for the fact that the sight of his cock would make my mouth water and that the size of his cock would make my thighs tighten together involuntarily in response to the concept of how massive it must be. I really want him to be able to see me. I hope he feels me, smells me. And I really, really hope that the weird attraction that we share is driving him as crazy with need as it is driving me. An acolyte, who is a thrall that has been schooled in our rituals and ceremonies, moves forward with a shallow silver dish that is holding a glittering human heart. It's necessary for the change, and it's how Lycaon got turned into a wolf in the first place: he pissed off Zeus by giving

I asked, directly to the point. "Yes, we are. What can you do about it?" The werewolf in the middle replied. I shushed him. "You are a werewolf now. Werewolves do not speak in the first place. All you have to do is nod or shake your head," I mocked. "People will faint if they hear you talk, so do not." I added. "So, you are Steven Rendezcah's older brother." He said that stopped me. He knows Steven. "What do you want? Why are you guys killing people now?" I asked him since he looked like the leader of this group.