Gay Werewolf Novels & Stories

She staggered backwards in fear, her eyes and mouth wide open as she tried to make sense of the scene. "Mum, Dad..." She called out and tried to make her way over to them but was immediately pulled back by Kristen, whose grip was insanely tight and hard on her, nothing like the hold of a lover and her heart dropped as suspicion clouded her mind. "Did you do this?" Gaytor's smile widened, and he walked over to Alpha Reid's chair at the table and occupied it. "I always knew this chair was comfortable." "You bastard! How dare you!? How dare you!? This is treachery, you can and will be beheaded for this!" He stared at her with a stoic look on his face before he burst out into laughter. "Do you k

Is this a strategy to shoo your weakness or is this your care for me? The ugly man started laughing even more evilly. “We can do that too. After all not everyone gets to kill a Lycan every day.” Lycan? It was like the ground beneath my feet had been swept away and all of a sudden I did not who Gabriel was. All these months of knowing him, all those good times we spent together, all seemed to fade away. It was like I was an open book and he had locks in his. I knew he was a werewolf, but a Lycan? How can this even be possible. A Werewolf and Lycan?

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

He was no longer merely a man consumed by anger but a werewolf driven by an animalistic fury. Gideon's reaction was instantaneous, a mix of determination and recognition. He knew that he had no choice but to match Yorgan's transformation. His body began to shift as well, a process that was both painful and exhilarating. His eyes glowed a vibrant gold, his muscles rippled and expanded, his bones realigned, and his skin was replaced by thick, dark fur. His face elongated into a powerful muzzle filled with deadly teeth. He too had become a werewolf, the Alpha, a majestic and fearsome being, a symbol of power and dominance.

He motioned to the Council member and Jeff who stepped forward. They stood together at the front of the room. Jeff looked uncomfortable as he started to speak. "Well, one of the things that I know you've all wondered. Why was Gary looking for women no younger than forty five?" He saw the nodding of heads. "Human females who are changed into Werewolves usually take some time to go into heat. Sometimes it's years. However, when they're closer to menopause they go into their heat almost immediately. Also the Wolf Moon contributes to fertility."

I hesitated to tell her more, but it would be better if I got it all out. “Hope, there’s more,” I said. She immediately looked wary. “I know I said I was ready for your secrets, but I’m not sure I really am,” she confessed. “This one is a good one,” I said with a smile, praying that she would see it that way. She looked at me expectantly. “Werewolves get their wolf at eighteen. After that, their wolf is always looking for their mate. We mate with just one wolf, someone that the moon goddess picked for us. It’s called fated mates.”

Algernon cautioned, and she responded with a solemn nod, fully attentive. "Thousands of years ago, Lycans were known as werewolves. They could only shift into their wolf form under the full moon. However, Lycaon, the great and mighty Lycan King, became the first werewolf to shift into his wolf form under the sun, without needing a full moon. This granted him greater power, strength, and agility than any other werewolf. He used this newfound power to lead his kind to victory and free them from enslavement during the Full Moon Liberation.

" That would have been true had it been Sophia was not a special born. " The words hit everyone. Special borns were werewolves who possessed double of what others could have . They always had the strength of alphas running through them. " Special born?" Vieira asked. " You mean that bitch is a special born. " Nadia said. " Watch your words, Nadia." Derek growled.

Liam asked. Jackson gestured at the framed picture that sat on Wren’s desk. “Best friend. It didn’t matter how many times I reminded him that I’m gay, he was positive we were having sex whenever that was turned on.” Liam reached up and pulled the picture closer. “She’s a wolf.” He glanced between Wren and Jackson, then back at the picture. “You weren’t…” His voice trailed off. “Nope. Just friends. I’m gay. She’s gay. You can see how that wouldn’t work out.”

I backed away from him, until I was resting on the wall of my room, and with a perplexed voice, I asked, "What are you?" "I'm a werewolf, Hillary." "Werewolf...as in movie kinda werewolf?" I asked. "Sometimes, movies tell true stories, Hillary, and our kind are one of the true stories." "Wait....you said 'our'. You mean...Ava?" "Yes, Ava is also a werewolf and... so are you." "Excuse me. What!" "I don't know how to explain this to you." His eyes went back to normal and he drew out my reading chair and sat down. "The connection you and I felt, simply means that you're my mate."