Demon Wolf Novels & Stories

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

Kenji explains. "Also, if we are right about you being a Kazakh wolf, then theat would also explain the Demon's sudden interest in you. Demon's are attracted to power. The more powerful the host, the more powerful they become." Darius adds. "That would also explain what happened when the demon came in contact with you. I believe that was a reaction from your kazakh wolf. Kazakh wolfs are pure at heart, making them natural peacekeepers. They would rather avoid a fight then start one." Kayden says.

Nyles said helplessly. Anastasia shuddered inwardly. She had heard all about that man. The demon wolf who had an insatiable taste for blood and death. They also said he had connections to the human world–a place her people have been forbidden to go because it was a place where they were worshipped–humans worshipped Faes whom they call Fairy. Offerings were given to them by these humans and the Faes thrive on this offerings. The people of her kingdom was highly protected, for they were the highest species in the Lorea Empire. Faes were also not allowed to step out of Vilinski for fear that the demon wolf was lurking around. And a

“My twin brother has a demon wolf. I’ve done a lot of research on it. Demon wolves often die young, and I want him to be able to have a full life.” “He’s your twin, and he’s the only one with a demon wolf?” I ask. “Demon wolves in females are rare.” She explains. “I’m super hungry; can we go to the kitchen for food?” I ask. “Yes, anything you need, I can bring it to you, or we can go eat together.” I quickly change and take my morning nausea potion, and we head to the kitchen. When I get to the kitchen. Melanie is making lunch. “What time is it?”

“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 follo

But when I came out of the house, I suddenly fell and screamed when a giant frog jumped in front of me. "So you're the delicious food I smell," the giant frog said and smiled at me. It stick out its tongue and lick its mouth as if it wanted to eat me now. But it wasn't just an ordinary big frog because I could see dark smoke coming out of its body. If my guess is right, this frog is a demon frog. "You're very delicious! You're all mine! I'm going to eat you now!" My eyes widened when the demon frog suddenly stick out its tongue to get me. But before the demon frog's tongue could touch me, Linux suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Trojan jumps over him and quickly turns then sunk his canines on his back leg. Demon, my father’s wolf whimpers then shakes Trojan off his leg. Trojan lets go and Demon looks at us with his bloodshot red eyes. My father’s wolf is very evil just like its human side John. He lunges at me once again, his canines bared and Trojan waits for him. Just as he was close enough to attack, he moves to the side easily avoiding the attack.

His squarish face was angular, and his eyes were as keen as lightning. There were more than a dozen bodies lying in front of him, all dead Demon Clan experts. Not far from him stood a Demon Clan expert with a wolf head and a human body. The hair on the Wolf Demon's head stood on end like steel needles, glittering darkly. His lupine eyes were as red as two pools of blood, with bloodily ripped flesh and bleached bones still dangling around the twirling cold aura, gleaming sharply. His wolfish claws were clutching the torn arm of a Human Clan expert, as blood dripped to the ground.

“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.”

Every day seemed bigger than the last. Everyone was in their wolf form today. Miriam and I stood opposite, with beautiful giant wolves on each side. My father’s salt and pepper wolf was the largest. Magnus and Ghost’s black wolves were just as muscular but less bulky. Diesel’s brown wolf was the smallest but the most spry. “Using your powers, I want you to neutralize the situation without causing harm to each wolf,” Miriam’s voice cut through the tense air, setting the stage for a challenging training session.