Glamrock Wolf Novels & Stories

My heart hammered against my ribs, almost overshadowing the pack's shouts and the furious growl of the Alpha. “Secure the perimeter!" Alpha Romano roared. "I want eyes on every corner of these grounds, now!" A collective howl echoed from the pack members. His eyes met mine for a brief moment, assessing the minor impact of the rogue's claw, before he quickly looked away. I watched, breathless, as his body contorted. Bone snapped and shifted, muscles swelled, and in a flash, a massive, stunningly beautiful wolf stood where he once was. I had never seen a wolf quite like his. His fur was a rich, dark ebony that seemed to absorb all the light around him, and his eyes, a piercing shade of amber,

He just figured it was an ugly and disfigured man, but no ghost or monster. Shane continued from port to port searching for the location the White Wolf called home. He was determined to find this ghost and restore his name on the high seas. Shane grew more frustrated as he searched and came up with nothing. His crew began to think he was chasing ghost stories. He was like a mad man searching and couldn't figure out who it belonged to. There was a rumor that a ship named The White Wolf was owned by Kevin Reddick, but he was known to be dead, which is where the ghost stories came from. They said it was Kevin looking for Pierre to finish him off for what he had done and people tried to stay awa

This is what they wanted, and now I gave it them. Waiting for then to plunge their canines into my neck any second, I waited. But it didn't came. . . . . Instead I heard a loud painful cry and the rogue on top of me is thrown off me with a force that made him fly a few feet in the air to go crash with another rock behind. I look up to see a big jet black wolf standing on top of me, growling at the rogues. His growl loud enough to shake the very base of the rock on which we stood. His aura emitting power like I have never felt before.

I spoke with a flat tone and watched the colour drain from his face and fear take over. “Kill him.” He shouted as he shifted into a muddy coloured brown wolf. One that was no match for my own. I ran straight for him, shifting mid air into Khaos' huge black wolf. One of the other wolves came at me from the side as Jack went in for my throat. Both were nothing, as I kicked my back legs out at the unknown rogue and heard the snapping of bones as I shattered his jaw. Followed by his yelp of pain. Jack, seeing that he wasn't going to get my throat veered left and jumped onto my back, sinking his teeth into my shoulder.

Fucking hell I did it I shifted. Shame its been her who got me to finally achieve it. I knew she would take the credit though, anything to keep the praise and attention on her, but first she had to put me in my place. Not physically anymore, the surprise of the size of my wolf form reflecting in her eyes, knowing it would be too messy and hard to explain away. Even for my future status I was big and unusual colouring, red and gold fur, on off white all coming to an end at my pale paws.

It never occurred to me that something was off about me seeing my own reflection. I raised a hand and carefully placed it on the wolfs cheek affectionately, rubbing at the smooth surface and moving my hand to grab hold of the ear. I didn't know what came over me, but I pulled the ear as if it were real, just picturing this wolf in real life purring as I pet it had me smiling. Then a slight sound was heard. I was broken out of my trance as a line started to form in the middle of the wolf's face, splitting right down the middle and spreading throughout his entire body, branching off and creating more cracks and holes in the once solid concrete.

I replied to him but as soon as I spelled the name ‘Paul’, I gasped. “What happened? What is it?” Karien inquired as he saw me gasped all of sudden. I looked at him and asked, “Do you remember what was the shade of the wolf fur, and how big was he?” “He had slightly golden brown, white-colored mix fur and not so big as I saw a werewolf in movies. I don’t think he was a strong wolf but he was there attacking those two guys before I got there and he ran off as soon as he saw me” He said recollecting the memories of last night.

It seemed like half the pack took turns hooking up with each other while the other half was strictly monogamous. Clara was the odd woman out who wasn't down to fuck or tied down in a serious relationship. She even saw Roxy hook up with a few different men over the last weeks, making it hard to believe she was hurting that bad from her breakup. Clara decided it was time to shift back and began her run back towards her clothing. Out of nowhere another wolf jumped in her path. Clara locked her legs and slid, barely avoiding running into the other pack member. She didn't know who he was, but outside of a handful of people she didn't recognize anyone in their wolf form. The other wolf started com

Again and again, over and over again, I repeated her name to myself, internally going crazy from the ever-increasing distance between us. Nothing-nothing... We won't be apart for long. How did she say? Belongs to the alpha of the gray wolf clan? Well, that's even more interesting. Hunting has always been one of my favorite pastimes. Let's play baby... I grinned and walked towards the classic fire metallic sports car parked nearby, which always and everywhere travels with me. Well what can I say? Everyone has their weaknesses. For me — this is my iron baby. In fact, I should have been somewhere else. But since the werewolf I needed was absent now and was supposed to return only by morning, I

The werewolf came, its feet hitting the ground mercilessly as its hands joined in its movement. It broke out from the woods, tearing off the leaves of the trees with less effort, and growling at the sight of the man. “You can't take anyone from my family.!” Mark grinned as he shifted under the bright moonlight. His bones cracked, and his skin stretched beyond its limits, tearing to become as tough as that of a wolf. He growled at the phantom, just as the phantom growled at him. Like two behemoths, they collided, and the green grasses on the ground fell victim to their battle.