Novel & Cerita Gay Werewolf Fiction

Brown fur glossed in the glow, matted with dirt and old blood; gold eyes fixed on them with a terrible focus, head low, nostrils testing heat and fear. Tom lurched up, wobbling on the bad leg, snatched the silver steak knife from his tray. “Leslie—behind me.” “Don’t be stupid,” she hissed, backing anyway. The werewolf crept forward, shoulders rolling, breath fogging in the cold. Tom threw. The knife flew clean and buried to the hilt in the creature’s right hip. It screamed—rage and pain braided—staggered back, clawing at the silver, then whirled and limped into the tent maze, swallowed by canvas and shadow.

I stood silent, I couldn't think of what else he might be talking about. "You see--My side of the family are a different species from average Human's." Garrett opened his mouth, and I struggled to comprehend the nonsense that flowed from his lips. "My side of the family are werewolves. Now--Half-blood's don't always develop that wolf side, but sometimes they do. Which brings me back to you, Aurora." Garrett went silent for a minute, no doubt giving me time to process what he had just said. Werewolves. Fuzzy winter dogs that roamed the woods and ate animals.

3: Waxing Storm Elara’s lungs burned as they raced through the ancient forest, Kael’s massive hand gripping hers. Her body was changing—bones aching, senses sharpening with every stride. The waxing moon pulled at her emerging wolf blood, syncing with Kael’s growing rut. “They’re close,” Kael growled, golden eyes scanning the shadows. “Your coven wants us both drained.” A distant spell blast shook the trees. They dove into the ruins of an old lunar temple, collapsing behind fallen pillars. Dust settled around them. Elara’s heart pounded, fear mixing with unbearable heat between her thighs.

I'd nodded, breathless and loyal, sealing the secret with a vow. A soft creak at the door pulled me from my reverie. I turned, water dripping from my fingers, and smiled when I saw Garrick leaning against the frame, his broad shoulders filling the doorway. His dark eyes fixed on me, intense as always, the faint scar along his jaw catching the morning light filtering through the small window. “I heard you have been touched by the Alpha,” he said, his voice low and edged with suspicion. “He usually only ruins Omegas for the mating ceremony.”

Heath closed his eyes and imagined what it would be like to stroke his hand down Cameron’s chest, over the tightly packed stomach muscles, to Cameron’s c-ck, to close his fist around it, and for Cameron to arch back into him, groaning in pleasure… He pressed his face into Cameron’s shoulder and suppressed the ache within him ruthlessly. Werewolves were not gay, he told himself. Alphas did not want to f-k other alphas. They found female mates, and f-ked them instead, and when the mating urge rose after they turned eighteen, they f-ked human girls until they found the right she-wolf, because human girls were nothing, didn’t count, didn’t matter…

*makes sobbing noises* Thank you for your time and patience and for diving into the world of werewolf stories that I created, where sometimes it’s best to accept that not all love deserves a second chance (or a third). Just like the common saying that says "The grass is greener on the other side", in my werewolf stories collection you can also find that sometimes, the moon is brighter on the other side—and that pertains to the idea that a brighter future can be found in someone else’s eyes. Anyway, keep reading more books (even if it’s not mine). Also, if you’d like to read a sneak peek of my next werewolf romance fantasy collection, just scroll down.

He released me and almost turned into ‘The Flash’ with how speedily he went back to the packhouse. I crossed my arms again and breathed a sigh of relief. “Seriously, I should put up a love clinic for all these unguided werewolves and lycans in the kingdom. I thought they are already bold when it comes to their mates?! I guess I was wrong? Or are these werewolf romance books on Earth stereotyping them too much?” ***** Aero Waking up to find Serena gone didn’t surprise me. She had been expressing what she thinks to be her calling with regards to Alpha Aaron’s love life and wanted to help. I allowed her because I was curious about the outcome.

CHAPTER 32 LINK WARNING! EXTREMELY SPECIFIC AND DEFINED AS HELL !!!! SEXUAL !!!! CONTENT !!! HANDLE YOUR OWN EMOTIONS AND REACTIONS. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! JUST BEWARE! Werewolves are sex-driven maniacs, every chance that they get, they would take it and have sex with their mates. Especially those who have an Alpha’s blood running through their veins.

A sudden pain washed over them, and suddenly heard a growl on their minds that seemed to shake and rattle their bones. That just lasted for a second, but it is enough for them to have a thought of it. They haven’t even spoken yet, when someone connected a mind link to Gamma Zayev. “Gamma Zayev, some of our warriors suddenly got unconscious at their posts. We concluded that it is after we felt some fort of great mind link by some wolf that sends a sudden pain on all of us,” said one of the warrior werewolves. “Send some mind link to the warriors near the pack house. If there are any that are not affected, send them to the areas guarded by the fainted warriors. And bring our unconscious warrio

I don't really mind telling them about my wolf problem, but when it comes to family-related problems, I don't want to drag them into it. "Even so. It only happens on rare occasions. The wolf spirits remain dormant at a werewolf's birth. The magical core of the werewolf is the vessel of the wolf spirits. When the werewolf comes of age where their magical core is mature enough, that's usually when young werewolves reach sixteen to eighteen years old, a werewolf spirit will merge with their magical core. Sometimes, this can happen forcibly and that's when the werewolf shifts into a full wolf. To prevent that from happening, the shifting ritual was created. This is why there are steps to the shi