Gay Werewolf Novels & Stories

she whispered, her voice barely audible. Adam's voice lowered as he revealed the truth, the words resonating with a sense of wonder and secrecy. "We are werewolves, Isabella. Lycans. Giovanni is one, and I am an Alpha, the leader of our pack." A moment of silence enveloped them as Bella absorbed the weight of this revelation. The world seemed to shift beneath her feet, and a kaleidoscope of emotions surged through her. Disbelief, curiosity, and a strange sense of exhilaration mingled within her heart.

“Well, we can make her beautiful. Girls! Let’s do everything we can do!" The Gay guy pulled me. He's obviously gay because of how he moves his hips. And I would also assume that he's a human. That's probably because I haven't seen a gay werewolf so far in my life. Well maybe there is someone out there, but I don't know. But I'm not against gay people, they're fun to be around. Mia followed us, until they made me sit in front of a mirror. Then he took out the clothes they plan to put on me. He shook his head. Wait? Is this a wedding gown?

Chapter Twelve: A meeting with his lips In folklore, a werewolf[a] (Old English: werwulf, "man-wolf") or occasionally lycanthrope/ˈlaɪkənˌθroʊp/ (Greek: λυκάνθρωποςlukánthrōpos, "wolf-person") is a human with the ability to shapeshift into a wolf (or, especially in modern film, a therianthropichybrid wolflike creature), either purposely or after being placed under a curse or affliction (often a bite or scratch from another werewolf). Early sources for belief in this ability or affliction, called lycanthropy/laɪˈkænθrəpi/, are Petronius (27–66) and Gervase of Tilbury (1150–1228).

You'll understand this more as you read the book! In addition, I only use the term 'werewolf' in this story but they are not the traditional lore that is 'cursed' or a 'beast'. They are more of shifters, like of lycans who can control their transformations from humans to wolves or vice versa. To put it simply, they are like the 'wolves' of Twilight with special gifts so I call them werewolves in this book. Thank you and enjoy reading!

"As I mentioned before, there were seven werewolf packs before Andrew and the Queen ruled together. Lycans are the strongest, essentially the royalties of our time. Elemental wolves are the offspring of a werewolf mating with a witch. Crescent wolves only shift when there's a full moon. Cursed wolves could have been normal shifters if it weren't for the fact that they lose self-control over their wolves during a full moon, red moon, or blue moon. Pack wolves, like your previous pack, live under the rules of an alpha. Rogues used to live together but without following the pack's rules. They don't follow an alpha and prefer to be individuals.

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.

Geran spoke, not at all hiding the delight he felt as he ran his fingers across his chest in a teasing manner with a pleased smile on his face. It was obvious that vampires saw nothing wrong with getting pleasure wherever they could find it, regardless of gender but werewolves were a different story. They had mates, which meant that most of their relationships were usually heterosexual. The instant Geran spoke about the marks on his body, the first thing Darun did was put on his shirt before he exploded in anger. “What the hell are you sprouting from your mouth?” Darun hissed, doing his best to keep his voice down, the second he noticed that it was early enough for most servants to be awake.

The competition soon started some werewolves have already bet who and who will not qualify to in the top ten , Tyson could feel gazes on his body now and then it like they were guarding him so that he will not run away , Everytime he felt a gaze on him he will smile provocatively which will anger some werewolves some were even praying for the competition to end and teach this arrogant guy a lesson then take the mythological creature , some wanted to eat him and see how he tasted like ,some wanted to keep scorch as a pet they can brag about.

George leaned back in his armchair, his expression filled with both fondness and sorrow. "My late wife was also a werewolf. She belonged to a pack—a close-knit group of werewolves who had learned to harness their powers. Before her passing, she left a note and I discovered the truth about her and her pack. I reached out to them and explained Jamie's situation."

I heard footsteps as Jeffrey got closer to where I fell, he got down on my back and growled as he subdued me. I could see his eyes change from blue to red and back again, losing control, Fear gripped me. The hierarchy in every country of the world was the same, we had royal wolves born of true Alphas and Omegas, then Betas that had only true Alphas blood or true omegas blood, never both. Then at the lowest were half Betas who were descendants of the children of Betas only on one side. The level of wolves was a truly confusing concept and even I got confused at times.