Dr Jekyll And The Werewolf Novels & Stories

Roger walks over to her and goes down on his knees, "Jessica I need to tell you something, I'm not a normal guy, there is something different about me. Fifty years ago, I was hiking in the mountains of Romania and got attacked by an animal, I lost a lot of blood and was in the hospital for weeks on the edge of life, then suddenly I started healing fast, the doctors were at a loss and couldn't explain it. I left the hospital as if nothing happened. That night I was visited by a strange man who told me it was him that attacked me and that he was a werewolf, I laughed it off but he transformed in from of me and told me that soon I will be able to do the same. That moment I was scared out of my

A few hours later, my sobs subsided, leaving me with a sense of calm. Drake walked closer to me and tried to touch me. “Don’t touch me!” I yelled once again, my eyes glowing with fury. He gulped hard retreating his hand as he lowered his gaze, shame clouding his eyes. I sighed biting softly on my lower lip. How could I not have figured it out all along? How could I not have known that these while I was dating a half werewolf, half vampire. A hybrid considered to be abomination by both of our kind?

Bazaar yelled hitting his sharp sword at the edge of the stage. "Let us not have a panic attack over this werewolf, he warned us. My men had been investigating him. So far, we found out that he's the leader of all the werewolves, they do whatever he howls to them to do, and he seems to be the most powerful of his kind because of his supernatural powers and his blood-red eyes that make him look like a devil werewolf." The description of the new werewolf leader hit me hard, knowing who exactly he was. Suddenly, I felt like I couldn't breathe. My heart was beating too fast, my feet were becoming weak, and my head felt dizzy. I felt like I was going to faint.

He was going to show the werewolves that they couldn't mess with him or his kind. Finally, the seer handed him the potion, and Draco took it with a grin. He could feel the power coursing through his veins as he held it in his hands. This was going to be the start of something great. He turned to his men, who were all waiting eagerly for his orders. "We're going to take down the werewolves," he declared, his voice full of conviction. "We're going to make them pay for what they did to us. And with this potion, we're going to do it without being seen."

My head was on the verge of crashing with all those mysteries that my Dad has left. I, Debra Hemlock, the daughter of the Drake Hemlock(Alpha) and Druisilla Hemlock(Luna) detest the entire rules and order of my father’s Pack. I know I m one of their kind. Ya their kind which they proudly represent as werewolves whereas I m ashamed by my own kind and somehow they are ashamed by me. My grandma was a kind-hearted woman, and she would be with me if only my father hadn’t declared war against the vampires from Goldenwood.

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

Lori and Jessica were still asleep, so I slipped out without having to interact with anyone and made my way across the quad toward Edward’s office. Edward let me into his office and had me lay down on the sofa. “More nightmares?” he said. I nodded and explained to him what I saw last night. Edward sighed after hearing about my encounter with the talking skeleton and Enzo and sat in his chair across from me. “Close your eyes… Good. Now I want you to repeat after me. There is no such thing as werewolves.” “There is no such thing as werewolves,” I repeated. “There is no such thing as talking skeletons,” Edward said.

"Forget it..I was just zoning out.Don't get me wrong.I wasn't trying to kiss you— I tried my best to convince him or perhaps myself when a water droplet fell on my cheek.I blinked before looking up in the dark sky.A couple more drops fell on me then soft rumble of clouds reached my ear. And just like that, rain started pouring. "We are going to be sick now!" I winced, pulling myself up on my feet before looking around to find anything that could be used as shelter. "We are werewolves.We don't get sick easily" Drax says, standing up as well.He stops in front of me and reaches for my hand.

Suddenly, the vampire appeares in front of them again. "I couldn't help but notice that you're a werewolf. I've never met one of your kind before," the vampire says, eyeing Jennifer curiously. Jennifer tenses up, ready to defend herself if necessary, but the vampire surprises her. "I'm Dracula," he says, extending his hand in greeting. Jennifer hesitates for a moment, but then she shakes his hands tentatively. "I'm Jennifer, and this is Tyler," she says. Dracula and Jennifer exchange stories of their pasts and the struggles they had faced. Jennifer tells Dracula about how she and Tyler had been chased out of the Moon community, and Dracula shared stories of his battles with vampire hunters.

It was easily twice the size of the werewolves that had been chasing her, and it moved with a grace and power that was almost supernatural. Drakken. With a fierce snarl, he leaped at the werewolves, his massive jaws snapping shut on their necks and crushing their bones with a sickening crunch. One by one, the werewolves fell to the ground, their bodies limp and lifeless. Drakken's heart was still racing from the intense fight he had just endured with the pack of werewolves. He could feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins, but his focus was quickly drawn to Eleanor. She was still kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down her face as she gazed up at the moon.