Novel & Cerita Gay Werewolf Stories

That had been very close. "Have you heard the legend about the wolf with the white hair?" He asked me after a while. My eyes rose to the ceiling as I rolled my eyes, why wouldn't he let this topic drop already? "Yes I heard. It is just a legend though, don't let it get to your head" I said as I thumped him on the back of the head. "No it's not. I heard from Joshua the other day, and he heard from his father that they have a book about these things.

Emily and Adam traveled through untamed wilderness, seeking out individuals who held the key to dismantling the barriers of prejudice and fear. Their first stop brought them to a secluded cabin nestled deep within the woods. Here, they found an elderly woman named Agatha, a wise and revered member of the werewolf community. She possessed ancient knowledge and a deep understanding of the human heart. Agatha welcomed Emily and Adam with open arms, recognizing their shared purpose. Under the guidance of Agatha, Emily, and Adam learned about the forgotten history, the untold stories of werewolves and humans coexisting harmoniously in times long past. They discovered that fear and mistrust had gr

Kevin answered, “do you remember the ones I’m talking about? Do you know the stories?” “Yes I do. But they are just old bedtime stories.” Alex shook his head. The old Gods didn’t exist. They were just night time stories told to children. The only Goddess was the Moon Goddess. The one who destined each werewolf with their destiny and their mate. Surely this Kevin and his father couldn't be serious.

Their gazes lock, “It means that fire wolves are the most dangerous werewolf created, and that’s why they must remain pure.” She cracks up. “This sounds so much like a fairytale, and I’m not surprised. It’s the kindergarten book along with that one as well.” “Hey! Do not make jokes, Jac, these are the only books so far that graze over who you are. There are over a thousand books written about werewolves lore and none is written about fire wolves except these two and it was very hard finding them.” he frowned at her. “I’m sorry then for making fun of them and disregarding your effort.”

"We're pretty sure we located the place, some abandoned house, but forget finding any clues. The place is a raging inferno. Jaxon almost lost his pretty face when the windows blew out." In the background, Jaxon piped in, "Chicks dig scars." Gavin bit back a grin at Wyatt's retorted, "We don't scar, dumbass. Werewolves, remember?" A disgusted sigh preceded Wyatt's next words. "I swear I'm going to get me a silver blade and give him a scar one of these days." Silver was the only material capable of leaving a lasting mark, other than the mating one. "You guys headed back to the motel?"

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.

Birdy nodded in agreement, "It is time for the ghost stories to begin and be spread. Stories of a pack of wolves that live nowhere but everywhere, who rescue the weak, broken, and unchampioned, taking those they rescue away with them and disappearing with no clues to who they are or where they came from." ​Three gods and one vampire nodded in agreement. "Let the fun begin. Go lay the groundwork to make the stories true when our wolves awake," Hyperion ordered. ​Cronos snickered, "This is going to be so much fun. I am glad Gaia is letting me loose to help lend credence to the stories." ​"What good are the stories without those needed to make them come true?" Bob wondered out loud.

“Well, I got orphaned at a young age and Eli and his wife took me in. I lived with them until I left to go to art school in Vermont, and after graduation, I never looked back. I went wherever my art took me, and the rest, as they say, is history.” “Hear, hear,” Gary said encouragingly. “And about my mate… I did mention that to the Chief this morning because I was excited about finally finding my lifelong companion. However, I now realize that announcing her identity tonight may not be such a great idea after all.” There was a murmur of disappointment among the werewolves who had been eagerly awaiting Devon’s announcement. There is nothing more exciting than a surprise mating ceremony during

*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.

Bushes, trees and plants surrounding them with an open path filled with dried leaves where Lyra and the chauffeur drove on. Unlike humans, werewolves loved to live in dense forests. After all, they were still part animals. As he drove, she noticed the scenery getting less dense. It was like they were getting to the city. She could see houses surrounded with minimal trees. Tarred roads. It seemed like she was entering the Crescent Pack, the one she had just left. “Woah...” she muttered breathlessly. The high buildings and modern life was a shock to her. She never thought her pack would ever get this civilized. Well, at least not in her time.