Filthy Rich Werewolves Novels & Stories

Erin couldn’t be more proud of her father. “And that ends the senseless war started by my step-brother, Nikjin Whitehound,” Vak Smallchief announced when all of his enemies were finally dead. “Today shall be remembered in our history as the day regained my honor and my status as your supreme leader, the Prime Alpha, and the Alpha King of all werewolves. Now, to honor the memory of all those we have lost in this fight and as a salute to every survivor here tonight, we shall howl seven times to the moon. It has provided us with the light we needed to see and defeat our enemies.”

Darin frowned at Peter on hearing this but Peter gave him a reassuring smile that he knew what he was doing. “West is a very powerful which under the influence of the most dangerous werewolf, the alpha of the blood moon pack. He is well known to be greedy and treacherous, I believe he wants something of great value from Darin. Peter dear, you don’t want to get involved with him, just steer clear of his path or you would be begging for your life.” Wendy said. “Please, help me find out what West and his werewolf want with Darin. It would help in convincing me.” Peter said.

Headline says: “Lord Erin Marrock attends supernatural summit with brother King Lucian…” The words blurred together. King. Brother. Lord. "No no no no no" I was shaking my head like that would make it not true. "That's not... he can't be..." "Lora, listen to me." Maya's voice was urgent on the phone. Erin Marrock is werewolf royalty. Like actual honest to god royalty. His brother is the King of all North American werewolf packs." "That's impossible." "And according to this article from Forbes—because apparently supernatural politics make regular news now—he's worth about twelve billion dollars. With a B, Lora"

The golden pup’s fur began to crack with glowing lines, radiating a blinding light that made it impossible for anyone to keep their eyes open. “A true Golden Werewolf! I can’t see!” “It’s coming! It’s coming!” Everyone craned their necks and kept their eyes wide, trying desperately to catch a glimpse. Damian laughed loudly. “A Divine Werewolf descends! All shall bow before me! I am the King of the Werewolf Alliance!” As the light began to dim, the pup’s form started to shift. The crowd held its breath. “What is that?” “A black werewolf?” At the very moment everyone expected glory, the golden pup transformed into a grotesque, malformed Omega Black Werewolf.

It that from where the pee comes out? Happiness covered Elsa’s face upon her new discovery. “I am going to fuck this alpha bitch so hard she is going to beg me for mercy!” Elsa giggled like a maniac. The other women latching on to Maya’s skin were unaware of her madness. They were happily sucking on Maya like bitches and biting every inch of her like it was their last meal Some women were happily watching Elsa’s work while rubbing their own clits and boobies. Some were pleasuring each other and fighting and struggling to overpower each other. As they were all werewolves, it was their nature to be dominant and animalistic.

Djdksjnd jdijdn The Sangue Lupos (Blood Wolf) Pack is a small pack of around 200 werewolves. Among them is the Pack-warrior Valentina Ivy Black, daughter of Enforcer Jonathan Black and pack wolf Kristin Black. Valentina stumbles upon some confidential information of a rogue pack who is working on the genetic morphing of the werewolf and temper with DNA to create volatile hybrids. What happens to her when she stumbles in trap herself while discreetly trying to find out about this rogue pack?

He’s not using his power meaningful! How could he play dirty right after burning the university?! Just when I am about to reach the high window to break out, I heard a loud noise coming from the door, like some chain is being unlocked. My heart race, this is him. I stood in the middle not wearing any expression. The door had finally opened up, the first thing I saw are two gray furry animals; werewolves, I gulp. But I didn’t let it faze me. They walk circulating me while greeting their teeth in hunger.

“Yes, and prove yourself you have. Tell me about your charity.” “Werewolf Liberation Fund helps displaced werewolves build skills, gain knowledge, find jobs, and homes. All at no cost to the wolf. Every penny that our workers made has been invested right back into our charity. We’ve been lucky to have many professionals donate their time and expertise to helping the wolves in our care.” “And what about the rumors that the Werewolf Liberation Fund is behind the massive werewolf exodus from Oconee.”

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

“Coming right up.” She walked off smoothly between chairs and barstools, like someone who knows exactly which floorboard creaks and which doesn’t. Erik rubbed his hands together, like someone about to rework a puzzle. “Okay. That video you sent — I watched it three more times. Sam looked good.” Of course, Erik had to end with a joke. Hunter tapped the table, clearly annoyed. “The last part. That staff member listing the names.” Erik cleared his throat.“Yeah, exactly. Fenric Moon as the first werewolf, Killian Duchesse as the first Lycan. I called Moonshire Park. They confirmed that the story is based on real, handed-down history — not just tourist poetry.”