Novel & Cerita Gay Werewolf Stories

It's a sign that you want to see me. - I like talking to you and learning things from you. Like how to kiss. Lucifron smiled, but he had a different plan for that day, now that he knew it wasn't a dream. - Do you like stories? – Lucifron asks. - I don't know. I do not remember. - Do you want to hear one? - What's the story about? – Gary asks, again. - About a werewolf and his mate. - What is a werewolf? – asks Gary curiously.

"Then I'll start from the beginning." "When I was younger," my dad said, "I fell in love with a human woman. We were together for a while,but my pack was against it and most of the times,she would be in danger and I had to risk it to save it but months later we got seperated and then we found out she was pregnant." He paused, taking a deep breath. "But there was a problem. I'm a werewolf, and she's a human. I knew it was impossible for her to give birth to a werewolf baby." I felt a chill run down my spine. I knew where this story was going, and I wasn't sure I wanted to hear the rest. But I had promised to listen, so I forced myself to stay silent.

Caroline put her foot ahead then her mind said, " Hey! What are you doing? How can you believe in a stranger and that also in a guy." She again put her leg back. "Why are you thinking so much? Just get inside before he changes his mind to give you lift and leave you here alone. You're already a werewolf, brave daughter of a strong alpha of a pack." Her heart persuaded her. "So what if you're a werewolf? Nowadays, humans are more monsters than werewolves. " her mind warned her. "Oie.. Caroline flustered and uttered, " both of you stop fighting." She said so loudly that he got confused too and muttered to himself, " Both? " and he looked around out of the car from the window, " who's the other

“Fine. I’ll leave the cooking to the men in the house.” “Thank you,” Jimmy said to his sister. I gave Jimmy the baking instructions, and set the timer for him so all he’d have to do is take the chicken out. Then, I went to my room to shift into a wolf. Werewolves aren’t anything like what you read about online or in classic literature. We stay our selves, just change into a wolf whenever we feel like it. I exited my room, and Jimmy opened the apartment door for me. Gayl University and the town of Gayl are places where werewolves can be as open and free as they wish. It’s relaxing knowing I could shift anytime or anywhere, and nobody would bat an eyelash.

He told her. “Downworlder hunter.” She corrected him. “I’m not just a vampire hunter, I also hunt werewolves but sure, I’ll just change clothes.” Cassadie agreed as she decided to wear her yesterday’s clothes. “Should I buy you new clothes?” Yomiel asked as he went on wearing his usual suit. “Nah, no need. We can wear this for a week.” Cassadie told him. “Eh, what about the underwear?” He wondered as he tilted his head as he looked at her.

I hate stories that start with that," I complained. It was more like I was bored of it. This was the exact way my grandmother would start her stories, and for hours they wouldn't end. "Okay! How about this?" She clears her throat. "A long time ago." "That sounds better." She sighs at me and continues.. "The werewolves and Lycans once lived in the same territory. Although with different pack leaders. They did things together and even are mated to each other." I was surprised. It feels like I am watching television at the moment; her words got power and became alive. I could see them! ..

Amethyst POV "They've returned," Nyka stated as she reverted to human shape from her Werewolf form. "I've been looking forward to this day for the past 21 years. Let them all return to where their deaths were predetermined," I said, fists clenched. She stood behind me, holding the photographs of my parents. My parents were a couple of royal Werewolfs. Yes, we exist in today's world, but we must remain hidden. Simply because there are people who are dangerous because they are selfish, greedy, and unthankful. They would either kill us or poach us because of our abilities. My parents once controlled the Kingdom of the Werewolfs. However, it was their responsibility to protect the priceless gem

Leslie groaned awake as Tara and Zak dragged a table across the shattered window and braced it with chairs. “Tom? You can’t be out of bed,” Leslie said, pushing up on her elbows. “Jakey, what’s happening? What are those animals?” “Werewolves,” Jake said, eyes not leaving the hall. “They’re real.” Tara peeled a slat of the front blinds. “They’re everywhere,” she whispered. “Sniffing. Hunting.” Zak joined her, jaw tight. “Can we make the car?” She checked—froze. “They’re ripping the W.R.X. to pieces.”

Junior asked me curiously. I gazed at him knowing if I should tell the truth I would be in danger. He and everyone would think I'm a witch and I would be burned alive. Bazaar believes werewolves were caused by witches somehow awakening a very dark vicious animal spirit to take over man's soul that's why a werewolf is able to shift within a human form. He believes that the evil spirits had managed to create more creatures like him in populating the world just like us humans and other animals. "You should be happy I fought hard to escape because I could have died!" I shouted at him hiding the truth that it was the blood-eye wolf who had saved me.