Does Stiles Become A Werewolf Novels & Stories

“Don’t you understand? I’m doing this for you.” Just when Jacquelyn was about to hit me again with the wooden plank, the front door suddenly opened. The door slammed against the wall creating a loud booming sound eventually stealing everyone’s attention. The moonlight coming from the doorway shone brightly that it took a while for our eyes to adjust and from there, for the for the first time ever, I finally saw a werewolf. A real-life werewolf. It was Mr. Lykaios. I couldn’t tell it from his appearance but I could clearly smell his scent. His face was covered in gray hairs as well as his chest and arms and he had hairy wolf ears. He was snarling and I saw fangs instead of teeth.

Seeing how I wasn’t ready to cooperate, Zavier abruptly gave up and let go of the door which I seized the opportunity to shut the door very hard. I could gave almost taken his hands if I could. His heavy defeat sighed almost got to me but I refused to be deceived by him any more. I put the car to life and zoomed out of his premises, looking through the rear view mirror at him until he was out of sight. Throughout our time together Zavier has tried to be nothing but a gentleman though we have had our series of misunderstandings but overall he was good. Just getting to find out that he was a werewolf broke me more than I care to admit, it was a bridge between finding out that all my nightmares

Unfortunately, It's apparent that during my summer vacation, I will live in the very place that has impacted my life more than words could fathom alone. The dream... the reality of what occurred one fateful night many years ago is bound to become a reality again, but there is nothing I can do besides cross my fingers and hope for the best. Hoping that night was really a dream, after all. The night where it all began. The night when I was attacked by a monster... The night I was attacked by a man shifting werewolf. With my legs snuggled against my chest and arms wrapped around them securely, I yawn for a bit then tilt my body closer to the window, wincing at the slight pinch of pain that pull

How could he do that? “Stiles wants Kael destroyed… He wants the throne, and I get to experiment on you… At the end of the day, everyone gets what they want,” he shrugged. I tightened my jaw. Is that bastard really so dumb to trust this asshole? “You’re a werewolf hunter. You're not going to spare anyone, even Stiles, would you?” I asked after a long silence, and colors drained from his face. Hmph! I knew it!

Drew said in a playful tone after seeing that Kyle had ended the call. About two hundred years ago, a war broke out between the rogue Vampires and Werewolf's. Kyle's past self, Duke Kile Chen was among those who fought in the war. At that time, the Werewolf's defeated the Vampires and soon, they seemed to coexist without any troubles. But now, it still seemed like there was bad blood lingering in the air because of Grey Jang the vampire who seeked revenge. Unbeknownst to Kyle, there was another creature who seeked revenge also. War awaits...

he finally answers with a predatory smile. The bloodsucker is about to open his mouth, the wry smile on his face proving that he doesn't care about the werewolf's recklessness, however he has no time to do anything but Ryley, resuming its lupoid form in an instant, throws itself on him. At a bewildering speed, the canider catches in its huge mouth the arm of Stéphane who, surprised, does not have time to protect himself.

I turned to the other traitor, Stylo, a lean and wiry werewolf with black fur. His eyes were flashing with intensity, and he was glaring at me with all the power left in his pale body. I moved closer to him, with a mocking smile on my face, and I playfully cupped his bloody chin.

Mitch's ears were ringing and his vision blurred. “Get up Mitch! Get up!” Gus was shouting in his head. Mitch was hanging upside down in the driver's seat. He groaned in pain as he unhooked the seatbelt, then he fell to the roof of the car. He crawled on his belly as he tried to crawl out of the window, but out of nowhere, a muscular man came and tore the car door off like it was made of paper. “Who the hell is that? How comes we didn't smell him?” Gus was confused. He saw the man’s eyes and he knew he was a werewolf.

Trixie Point of view It has been two days since Jerica mother shifted into a wolf in front of me and told me that my current boyfriend was not only a werewolf too but the Alpha of her pack. Together they believed that I was also one too. Trevor said they could smell my wolf and know I was one because I did not smell like a regular human like my adoptive parents. I might be a werewolf like them.

We had our own life to live and our own problem. I too was now worried about my mom, praying that Bazaar doesn't hurt her because of me. I know she will not have an easy life now that everyone believes I was truly a werewolf witch after being saved by one. Everyone will scorn her and pretend as if she doesn't exist now. The blood-eyed beast finally moved. He rested on his tummy while two of his feet stretched out before him and the other two stretched at his side with his bushy tail laying across them.