Novel & Cerita Gay Werewolf Stories

After five years in a world ruled by werewolves, I still haven't found a way back to the human world. So I did the only thing I could. I married my fated mate, Ryan Darcy, a devastatingly handsome Lycan Prince with a towering frame. The night we sealed our mate bond, we traded secrets. Leaning close, I whispered in his ear, "The truth is, I'm not from this world. Treat me wrong, and I'll disappear back to where I came from. You'll never find me again."

‘She is my mate, now leave her hand’ stating the fact, that he had felt he yanked Isaac’s hand once again and this time he didn’t grab again because the shock was too much for him too just like it was for me. ‘Mate?’ Ethan yelled at Noah, trying to confirm, his gaze flickered on me with concern before returning back to him. ‘Yes, she is my mate. Why are you quiet? Tell them we are mates’ he was now angry with her because of her continuous silence. ‘Stop the rubbish Noah, she is witch and witches can’t be mated with werewolves’ Ethan scolded him, he was right. Witches and werewolves never aligned very well and that was the reason our ancestors draw a line between us, and none was allowed to s

The room echoed with skin slapping, moans, and filthy words. “Fuck your stepdaughter harder,” Sarah urged him while fingering me. “Fill that tight pussy.” Jake finally lost control. He had me on my back, legs over his shoulders in a mating press. Sarah sat on my face as he pounded me mercilessly. The angle hit so deep I saw stars. I licked Sarah frantically while my stepbrother destroyed my cunt. “I’m gonna cum inside you,” Jake warned, thrusting faster. “Do it,” I moaned into Sarah’s pussy. “Cum in your stepsister!”

the glowing and fun loving aunt was gone. “Why do you say that?” I asked politely. “Oh dear don’t you know the prophecy?” Hannah’s mom approached me and caressed my back. “What prophecy?” “A Lycan and a werewolf can never have a happy ending. Only misery, pain and blood will follow. The weak one always ends up losing their life in the marriage. And we all know that between a Lycan and a werewolf whose wolf does not obey her, who is the weak one.” “I know that prophecy.” I stated.

"This is where the only place on earth where their scents lead us. So, better tell us anything, or else I'm gonna rip off your throat." "Even if you are going to kill me, wolf, you'll get nothing from me. I know nothing about what you accused me of," he replied despite having difficulty breathing. "And I will be the happiest man if you end up my terrible life." "What?" I furrowed. My voice hesitated and my grip around his neck began to loosen up. "What did you say?" Everyone in the cave also felt the same way as my wolf. We were all werewolves apart from Alex and his friends who are vampires. But we also have something in common - the ability to determine if the person is telling the truth o

Emily's mother replied: "I don't know why, but I have this intuition. And don't you find it strange? Why is our daughter always bringing up stories about wolves lately?" As soon as he heard this, Emily's father stopped in his tracks, astonished, and said: "That's right. And she even mentioned..." He suddenly remembered the day when Emily was watching TV with them and said: "Don't judge a book by its cover. Although wolves may look ferocious, there is a creature in the world called a werewolf. Normally, they maintain their human form, but during a full moon, they transform into werewolves. But they are very friendly to humans and hope to live peacefully with them."

[Gia’s POV] Damen started his story by telling me that the world around us is not the whole picture. He told this fantastic tale about how werewolves (AKA shifters), vampires, demons, angels, fae, witches, warlocks, and just about anything else that one could imagine are all real. They live among us, work at many of our businesses and governments, and for hundreds of years they have kept themselves cloaked with help from witches, warlocks and other spellcasters.

He found it hilarious that I was into werewolf romance novels. “So you have a thing for hot werewolf alphas?” He chuckled. “You know some of those stories are stupid, don’t you? Especially that one. What’s it called? Yeah, The Alpha’s Destiny. Werewolves don’t have powers nor do they live until they’re ten thousand. That author must be on some crack.” He shook his head. “Well, it’s better than the zombie comics you have stashed under your bed,” I retorted. “If you don’t stop making fun of my reading materials, I will show Valko your nerd stash,” I warned.

"To be able to bring meaningful change, I need to understand all sides of the issue. Right now, I only know the narrative propagated by us… by my side." I can tell he wasn't expecting that. His dark brows shoot up his forehead in surprise. The surprise is gradually replaced by respect. Knowing he respects me makes me giddy with happiness and gives me the courage I need to have this difficult conversation. He shrugs, and starts telling the story that's been passed down from generation to generation in his pack. "You already know that Werewolves aren't native Altairian inhabitants." I nod. "We have always been told the Cursed Ones… sorry… the Werewolves gained entry into Altair by deceitful me

Rain asked me, wiggling her eyebrows. I nodded. "If you are planning to give it to Zaiden....." She continued. "You don't have to do anything like that, dear." Zaiden interrupted Rain, giving me a reassuring look. Though, he looked a bit flushed. Rain just shrugged. I had concluded by now that werewolves were very sexual beings. They were not shy about displaying their love for their mates. Their threshold for nudity and public display of affection was also pretty high. However, it was always consensual. Unlike those rogues, this pack was civilized. I was slowly getting comfortable with them. I remained quiet while others talked and discussed the raids. A few times my knuckles became white a