Get You A Werewolf Boyfriend Novels & Stories

My beautiful werewolf boyfriend. "Take me home hot stuff," I yell. My beautiful boyfriend who's stuck with a human girl who's drunk at the moment. He runs over to the other side to see if I need help but I don't cause I'm already in the car. I rest my head on the door. Whoa! What a great night. Nathan gets in and he smirks at me. "Had fun?" "Ugh, werewolves are way more fun than humans," I say but then I press my lips together so I don't end up spilling my plans to him.

“Mom, dad, Jelena’s here, and her boyfriend is a giant!” My mom’s the first one to step into the living room, and like my brother, her eyes round with shock as soon as her gaze lands on Traeger. However, unlike my brother, she recovers quickly. “Oh, honey, I’m so glad you’re home.” She wraps her arms around me and rocks me back and forth as she whispers. “And you brought a gorgeous man. Good for you, babe.” My eyes meet Traeger’s amused ones from over my mom’s shoulder. Considering he’s an alpha werewolf with superhearing, he definitely heard what she said.

I spit at him angrily, completely overwhelmed by outrage and hurt. “Don’t play with me, girl,” the werewolf growls lowly, suddenly too close, grabbing me by the waist. “No guys!” Tears of hurt roll down my cheeks. The injustice suffocates me with its claws, not letting me breathe. “I already have a boyfriend,” I say, my voice trembling but firm. “He’s kind and caring, and would never betray me. He deserves to share with me my first kiss, my first warm feelings. And what do you offer me?” I ask painfully, looking into his eyes. “You promise me, ‘Everything will be ours! Just hold on and wait a couple of years, grow up! But don’t be upset! Because in the meantime, I’ll be going after love with

Some people looked jealous; others looked happy. "You're back from out of town? Why didn't you tell me?" Callista said spoilingly, and she looked up at Orion's face without letting go of her hug. "I wanted to surprise you on purpose." "I missed you." Callista buried her face in Orion's chest again. She breathed in the scent of his body deeply. The scent of his body was able to calm Callista's slightly messy heart. At the end of the street, Caspian was waiting for Callista. He was forced to pick up the girl by his father; fortunately, he had injected a vaccine into his body before sunset, so he wouldn't turn into a werewolf tonight.

Fear gripped my entire body, he had a cruel grin on his face that made my heart skip. “I’ve been waiting for you since.” He said. “What do you want from me?” I asked him, calling forth my wolf. “You of course. You’re coming with me.” “No, I’m not.” I answered. “You definitely are.” He took out something from his bag while still maintaining eye contact with me. Wolfsbane. My wolf took over at the moment, but I was still in my normal form. I managed to fight off the wolfsbane in his hand, but he was way stronger than me, he knocked me out after I had kicked him in the balls.

I asked because I didn’t think he should be standing yet—I heard the cracking sound last night when he hit the car, protecting me. He flinched. “It’s—it’s fine.” “Jude.” I squeezed his arm gently. “There’s no need to feel nervous. I won’t reject you or scream or run away screaming up the mountain.” I paused, then added with a small smile, “Although the thought of having a werewolf boyfriend is pretty exhilarating and exciting.” I could see his shoulders visibly relax, some of the tension bleeding out of him. “Though I’m quite disappointed, actually,” I continued, trying to lighten the mood. “I thought you’d be an alien with all my calculations and theories. But a werewolf boyfriend is better

Zayden stepped into me, not touching yet but close enough that I felt it. Not just the man. The wolf. For the first time since I stepped into Stromhaven. he wasn’t holding it back. It wasn’t buried under control. It wasn’t fighting itself. It was there. and it recognized me. not as a complication. Not as a solution. as his. The bond reacted instantly. Not sharp. Not violent. Inevitable. My wolf answered. Without hesitation. Without permission.

Arayah yearned for the connection they had once shared, the warmth of their friendship that had blossomed into something deeper. Unbeknownst to anyone, including Arayah herself, the bond they shared had endured even in their separation. During her captivity in the vampire clan, Arayah had always strived to protect the werewolf princess, driven by a faint memory of a young werewolf boy who had shown her kindness in the depths of the dungeon. That boy, unbeknownst to her, was Prince Amareux.

“What about you, Jessica.’’ Emily turns to me and I can still feel the discomfort in her voice when she said my name. “I have a boyfriend.’’ I answer in a heartbeat. “What’s his name? Tell us about him. Tell us about your human boyfriend.’’ she emphasizes as she rolls her eyes. “He is sweet, and he is kind. he's gentle with me and he takes care of me. He loves me correctly and he…’’ “Booo!’’ the rest of the girls say in unison as they begin to laugh. And I can't help but stare at them, confused. “That’s a boy, darling!’’ Riley chips in. “What?’’ I let out. “We are werewolves. That's not how you're meant to be loved. Have you not had the kind of rogue ripping love that makes your legs shake a

LORA I will need three shots of espresso and a mild sedative to get through the next part of my life, which involves scheduling playdates with werewolf royalty. God, when did my life become a supernatural soap opera? "He wants to meet Alex this weekend," I told Maya over the phone while stress-eating my way through a bag of chocolate chip cookies. "At my apartment. Because that's how custody arrangements work for the werewolves." I could hear Maya pause whatever she was doing—probably organizing another one of her legendary parties. "Girl, you're about to let the corporate boogeyman into your living room to meet his secret werewolf son. Do you realize how insane that sounds?"