Female Deathclaw Novels & Stories

She wielded her claws with lethal precision, her every strike seeking a vital point. Fen, the embodiment of primal savagery and the leader of the werewolf god destroyers stood tall and imposing, his crimson eyes gleaming with a predatory hunger. His fangs dripped with an otherworldly venom, and his claws, capable of rending the earth itself, twitched with an insatiable bloodlust.

"The only way you'll take her from me is if I stop breathing." Claw mopped the blood from his busted face as I circled him, kicking up dust from the dirt-covered ground. "If that's how it's has to be," he agreed. "I'm gonna enjoy fucking your bitch up." He snapped his teeth at Gia, and she remained steadfast like the tiny little spitfire she was. "You're a fucking monster," my girl bit back with contempt. She glanced at me and mouthed the words, “Kill him.” The animosity she had for Claw seeped through her narrowed eyes like fiery slits of fury.

She knelt beside the cub. “Those claw marks—do they look like something a female who can’t shift could make?” In this world, only males could transform into beast form. Females were human-shaped from birth. She continued calmly, almost coldly: “These are rodent claws.” “And look.” She gently pried open Black Panther’s jaw. Clenched between his teeth— Fur. “He bit his attacker before dying.” “If we check which rat beastfolk is missing a patch of fur, we’ll have our killer.”

Dalziel barked, breaking into a stalk toward me. Kael snarled and made to move. I grabbed his wrist at the same time Izar yelled someone's name. That someone—a muscular, black-haired female in her human form—burst from the throng and launched herself at Dalziel. He twisted out of the way. She somehow anticipated that and slashed her claws—they raked across his face. He yowled in pain and stumbled, but he was down for only a moment. They locked in a fight—and it was brutal.

I extended my hands trying to grab the little girl but the woman came charging at me, I had no time to spare as I dug my claw into her chest, plunging out her heart. The little girl shrieked as I advanced towards her, my eyes grew darker, my claws getting longer, I walked closer to her raising my claw.

The name rattled inside my skull like a cruel joke, one I didn't understand. There was no Luna Deathclaw. There had only ever been one Deathclaw in all the territories, the infamous Zordon Deathclaw, known for his ruthlessness. But I was sure he was yet to find a mate, neither did he have a Luna, so everything seemed absurd to me. I forced my expression to remain calm, but inside, I was burning with anger. My eyes flicked toward the stage, searching for a face. The organizer stood tall, his voice steady as he called out the name again, Luna Deathclaw, inviting her forward.

My hands, no, my claws were stained with her blood. My body was no longer that of a man. It was something else… Something monstrous. Towering, grotesque, a beast of nightmares. I loomed over her, my breathing ragged, my golden eyes glowing with pure, unhinged fury. “Kaiden…” she whispered, voice fragile, broken. And yet, I lunged at her. With a feral snarl, I slashed my claws across her chest. The sound of ripping flesh. The way she gasped… The way her eyes widened in shock, in betrayal… The way her body gave out, collapsing to the ground… The way her blood pooled around her, so dark, so endless.

It was wonderful. "Incredibly excited! Those bears won't know what day it is by the time I'm finished with them," Lila said as her belly rumbled. I grinned and we both laughed. "The females always get the first kill. Veronica will go first, since she's the Alpha's daughter, and then you, since you're technically the Beta female. I'll go next and then the other girls will take their turns. Some girls like to pair up with others so that there can be three wolves onto one bear," Lila explained to me. I nodded at her and realised that I'd never taken down anything that big before.

He still saw a flying female! This time, however, it wasn't the skinny Lavana that he'd earlier seen. It was a lady with much more meat on her body and taller. Her red hair was ankle-length, and she had really long claws. These were wolf claws, but he'd never seen anyone with such kind of claws, not even in his dreams or the records! Just then, Phoenix and Zehelina rushed in. Zyair, Mel, Dante and Oliver came in seconds after. All were shocked at the sight.

"One path is to become the Alpha Female, the strongest force of destruction. The other is to become a Moon Blessed, the one who carries on the bloodline. Between you sisters, who will rule through slaughter, and who will rule through reproduction?" Beneath the Moonfall Sanctum lay a desolate continent, ravaged by curses. The land was gray and barren, not a single blade of grass in sight. In the distance, shattered packs barely clung to existence. The werewolves were gaunt, skeletal. This was the world we were about to descend into. Memories from my past life surged forward like a tidal wave. Camilla hadn’t hesitated for even a second. She chose Alpha Female. Back then, she glanced sideways a