Evil Werewolf Novels & Stories

But danger lurked around every corner, waiting to strike. My heart pounded in my chest as the echoes of our footsteps reverberated through the cavernous passages. The air was charged with a sense of impending chaos, and my senses were heightened, attuned to the slightest disturbance. Victoria, a formidable werewolf and witch hybrid, moved gracefully by my side, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of determination and caution. Gerald, the alpha of the dark Wand pack, stood tall and commanding, his presence radiating authority. Eric, the young son of our alpha, had fire in his eyes, eager to prove himself.

He was right there before we realised he was. My wolf jumped back, trying to get away from him, from the King she had summoned. King Hades of the Underworld. He stood huge and majestic, the biggest wolf I had ever seen. And his dark blood red eyes watched us intensely. My wolf whimpered in fear, trying to run but there was nowhere to hide.. This was the first and only time for as long as I could remember that she was ever afraid. The huge wolf leaned down to where she huddled on the ground and gave her a long sniff. Then I looked up and growled, it was the most intense thing I ever heard. It was a howl of claiming.

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

Turning to Giovanni, Isabella mustered the courage to pose her question once more, her voice trembling with uncertainty. "Giovanni, did I... Did I just have intimate relations with a wild creature, with a wolf, and not a human?" Giovanni's gaze softened as he met Isabella's fearful eyes. After a brief pause, he nodded slowly, acknowledging the truth. "Yes, Isabella. The creature you encountered, the one we shared that intimate connection with, was indeed a werewolf."

I wrinkled my nose then turned my attention back to the tv screen in front of me, although my brain was still thinking about Alex's words. Iris violets. Lycan. The first lineage of werewolves. Everything sounds crazy. 'Maybe I'm wrong." Alex exhaled and opened his eyes again, He looked at me with a half smile. "You are wrong Alex." I gave him a small nod then returned to staring blankly at the tv. ***

Zayden. He was a titan among them. He didn't just fight; he dominated. With a single, powerful snap of his jaws, he sent the grey wolf tumbling across the clearing. But the other two wolves didn't retreat. They circled him, their eyes glowing with a feral, subordinate hunger. "Enough!" a voice boomed—not from a mouth, but seemingly from the very air. Kaelira watched, her knees knocking together, as the three attacking wolves began to... change.

“ Then please tell me what I can do to fix this problem. I am willing to do anything, Emily.” “ They will come for us, Eva. They must have sensed the energy-field created by you. Some of them might have even sensed the presence of the second Alexart. There is nothing you can do to prevent them.” I shuddered at her fearful tone. Emily was not the one to get scared easily. I asked her in a wavering voice, “ When you said they what did you mean?” “ ‘They’ indicates everyone Eva, the vampires, werewolves and any other evil creatures that are thirsty for power. They will be drawn towards the Alexart like bees to honey.

Her powers can manipulate the wind and air. Neal Oki: A werewolf mated with Everest. In wolf form his fur is a dark russet. He also has golden eyes. His scent has a sweet honey aroma that matches how his blood tastes. He also smells like the forest floor. His inner wolf is called Rusty. He nicked named Everest; Evie in his sleep. In human form he has Black hair & bright green eyes. He also has light freckles on his nose & under his eyes. Neal likes to keep his fur messy but doesn't mind a bath. In his pack he is training to be a hunter & on the border patrols.

WEREWOLF A werewolf or lycanthrope is a mythological or folkloric human with the ability to shapeshift into a wolf or a therianthropic hybrid wolf-like creature, either purposely or after being placed under a curse or affliction. -Wikipedia Werewolf usually lives in packs. The pack will be organized by some wolves that are stronger or have more superior abilities than the others. There will be Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta, Hunter, Sentinel, Elder, Scout, Guardian, Omega, and Pup. But, in this story, not all of the wolf rank will be mentioned.

Were werewolves real? “Remember the picture?” Ellie continued, “Two full-grown grey wolves, The Timberwolf is Mom and the Irish grey wolf is Dad. Then three a bit smaller, that’s me, Eddy, and Elsie. You can tell which one is Elsie because the strawberry birthmark on her right leg grows a different colour fur than the rest of her, her one hind leg it’s reddish brown instead of grey, Eddy and I are just grey and white. Obviously, he’s the one with the dick showing. He was too proud of that thing to stick a leg in front for the photos.” Elsie gave her sister a nudge to get her back on topic. “Okay. So then the smaller ones are the pups, Felicity, Freya, Kassie, and Kevin. That picture was take