Do Werewolves Exist Novels & Stories

Elena asked me. I shook my head. Only werewolves still existed, while witches and vampires had been exiled for reasons that were still a mystery to most. “Yeah, and maybe vampires exist too,” I said, and I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows when I saw her nod seriously. “Stop fooling around, Elena. Witches and vampires don't exist. As far as I know, they disappeared a long time ago.” I wasn't going to let her inject those ideas into my mind. My mother had told me the stories, but the mystery about their fate remained.

Then he leaned forward, his eyes dark. “Vampyer,” he said. The word chilled the air between us. Not vampire, not the softened fairytale name, vampyer. Older. Raw. A word that carried rot and the monster in any legend stories. Why I believed him? Werewolves do exist and maybe the vampyres too. I swallowed hard, my throat burning. “That’s-no. Those don’t exist. They’re stories. Folklore.” His stare didn’t waver. “You asked me if I believe in werewolves. I said yes. And if they exist, why not their predators? Why not the things that stalk even them in the night?”

Six didn’t say a word and instead he kept his cold green eyes right on me. She coughed awkwardly before smoothing out her short black dress. “Well humans aren’t allowed to know that werewolves exist because of what happened back in the dark days. Back when humans knew that we existed they had hunted us down and burned us alive, selling our skulls and pelts as talisman and good luck charms. It wasn’t until our species was on the verge of extinction that the humans finally stopped hunting us. As time passed our kind repopulated but we are only known to the humans as legends.”

He looks over to me before continuing, "The Vampires, the Werewolves, the Witches, and lastly the cat shifters, known as Werecats." Okay, this guy is on drugs. He seriously needs some help. "Jason, this isn’t the time for jokes. My mom is kidnapped, and here you are telling me that Vampires and Werewolves exist. I wasn’t born yesterday, okay?" I say, angry that he’s taking this as a joke. "I know it’s a lot to take in, Alex. I understand. If I were in your position, I would react the same way, but what I’m telling you is true. The supernatural world does exist."

He placed his arms on the table and looked me in the eyes, "Histories of special wolves are always concealed, Hazel. Common werewolves like us don't know or talk about them until we meet one. Because for us, they are a myth. You heard of dinosaurs, right?" "Okay, I got your point. So what do you think I am?" I asked him while gazing at the page that I just read. The page had a paragraph stating all kinds of rare wolves that used to exist in ancient times. White wolves, silver wolves, hexen-wolves, lycanthropes, and red wolves. According to the book, three of them disappeared over time because of hunger for power by some werewolves or other supernaturals, but lycanthropes and red wolves still

Another screams. Werewolves. I look back at Raven. “What are werewolves?” “Humans who can shift into wolves,” she answers in a tired tone. “Rogues are werewolves who lose touch with their human side and let their animalistic side control them,” Werewolves exist! The realization makes my eyes widen. So this isn't some Twilight shit, as I thought when that office asked me if I knew about the existence of werewolves. Did he ask that because he thinks Shane was killed by one?

While they were unable to get a good look at the creature, they reported that it had a human-like face and seemed to be staring at them before disappearing into the trees. Since then, there have been numerous other sightings of werewolves in the woods, with people reporting everything from strange howls in the night to encounters with ghostly figures. Many of these sightings have occurred during the full moon, leading some to believe that the werewolves in the woods may only transform under the light of the moon. Despite the numerous sightings, there has been no concrete evidence that werewolves actually exist in the Greendale woods. However, this has not stopped the townspeople from believi

“Well I have my reasons to believe they might be in existence but I would like to know your opinion. Do you believe they exist?" “Well...I don't think so. I mean I don't know much about them. All I know is that vampires kinda drink human blood and werewolves. What do werewolves even do? Eat human flesh?? I don't know. I know they are some kind of wolf and beast-like creature. Aside from that, I know nothing much about either of them." “Then I suggest you learn more about them then," he said. “How??" I asked, then he picked up a book.

need to hunt for food. But could someone tell me why you would need to hunt wolves? It’s certainly not for food. They aren’t bothering cattle, because there have been no reports of any cattle being hurt or killed by them. The wolves in this area eat small game and deer. How do we know this? You also have a couple werewolf packs living amongst you. You never knew that. Did you? Werewolves are the same way. We don’t die easily, but when we do, our bodies go back to being human. That’s also for the werehawks and the werecats in your area.” Then a child, around the age of ten asked, “Is my cat a werecat?” Chloe laughed, “No. Werecats are never the housecat variety. They are usually bobcats, lyn

Danica suggested anxiety beginning to grow. Nodding Mason smiled, "the existence of werewolves." He repeated. "We have always existed Danica. It is just that we have always made sure to keep our identities secret from the prying eyes of the world around us. If normies discovered we existed we would most likely become science experiments. Each US state has a pack residing in it. We usually meet as a whole once a year." "What about the pack here?" Danica questioned cutting Mason off earning herself a look from him. "Sorry."