Grimm Werewolf Novels & Stories

the words sounded weird in my mouth and I didn’t feel okay saying them. “Good” he said, he opened his mouth to say something when a lone howl rose into the night and other howls rang out, Logan stiffened and his eyes turned yellow, he roared in challenge and around us, Grimclaw werewolves came out of their homes with weapons of all kinds. “What’s happening?” I asked and Logan turned to me, his eyes still yellow.

As Jenna and Logan celebrated their victory, they suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the forest. They looked up and saw a huge, black wolf standing at the edge of the clearing. The wolf's eyes glowed yellow, and it snarled at Jenna and Logan. Jenna felt her heart skip a beat. She knew that this was no ordinary wolf—it was an Alpha werewolf, and it was here for revenge.

“Let’s get one thing straight—I know damn well the only reason some of you even tolerate me is because you want me to finish what you couldn’t: destroy the Royal City. You want a war. You want blood. But I’m telling you now, that’s not the war knocking at our door.” A low murmur rolled through the chamber like thunder on the horizon. Alpha Oscar of Hillspark narrowed his gaze. “Then what kind of enemy are we talking about?” I drew in a breath and let it out slowly, feeling the gravity of what I was about to say. “They call themselves Grimhowl. I don’t know what the fuck that means—but they’re no ordinary wolves.” I paused, watching confusion crawl across their faces. “They… lacked souls.” “L

she asked, a grin on her face. Grace snarled angrily. "Just wait, I'll carry his child, father a son for him, and you'll be my maid." She gloated. The bitch giggled as she walked away from Grace, her back to her. Grace let out a rumbling howl before transforming into a deep brown wolf. ‘Bitch, you made a mistake!’ She screamed violently as she sank her teeth into the omega's lovely neck. As her neck snapped, the omega could hardly scream in astonishment. Her body lay motionless on the ground seeping the carpet with blood.

“My kind wolf, introduce yourself to me; who are you?’ Lumaro asked while looking directly into the eyes of the yellowish, ugly wolf. The yellowish, ugly wolf wiggled its tail and through Lumaro’s mind, it gave the answer to Lumaro’s query. “I am Grella; the cursed wolf of Grazziena.” “Grella, I don’t know how the curse will be removed from you but one thing for sure, there will be a way to remove it,” Lumaro murmured and looked up at Aling Lumen and Mang Ruben. "Aling Lumen and Mang Ruben, please meet Grella, the wolf of Grazziena," he said introducing the wolf to Grazziena's adoptive parents. Grella wiggled her tail and growled as if agreeing to Lumaro’s statement. Both Aling Lumen and Man

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

The corners of his eyes still crinkled with mirth, but it was evident that he was starting to see the logic behind my seemingly outrageous plan. Seeing Peter laugh at my joke, I couldn't help but join in. On the surface, it appeared I was just poking fun at myself, but deep down, I was being entirely serious. Ever since the last resurrection ritual, nearly all my werewolf powers had been drained, and as a result, my form had undergone a transformation—I had indeed become a small wolf dog, petite and with a coat of pure white fur. This change initially filled me with insecurity; after all, I used to be a strong, imposing white wolf, and now I had turned into something so “adorable.”

Grimes. "Wow! I was wondering what gorilla had claws." Sarah said. "gorilla's don't have claws." Mr. Grimes said. "So what are we gonna do about it?" Sarah asked. Ezra eyes opened wide in surprise. "I like your spirit daughter, for now you'll have to wait because it's really dangerous and not like the normal werewolf we go after, Your father and I will be going after it with some other trained men." Mr. Grimes said.

The creature was unlike anything Cruella had ever seen all the days of her life around the pack. It wasn’t a typical werewolf, but something twisted, something darker and Stronger. Its fur was a sickly shade of gray, matted and filthy, and its eyes glowed with an unnatural yellow light. The creature’s fangs gleamed in the moonlight, longer and sharper than any wolf’s she had ever seen, and its claws were stained with the blood of something long dead. Liam’s eyes narrowed, the familiar fire of the Alpha flashing in them. “You’re not welcome here, Raze.”

Grimfen had hoarded since her countryside days. "Oh, heavens! May the great Moon Goddess help my old bones! These monsters are stealing my home territory!" Elder Mrs. Grimfen lands real hard on the stone driveway outside the mansion gates, but her usual tricks of screaming, wailing, and putting on a fake grandma show mean absolutely nothing to the stony-faced Blackwynd warriors. Seeing the neighboring wolves from Moonhollow Ridge gathering around the trees to watch the big pack drama, she stays planted right in the dirt, wailing at the top of her lungs and slapping her knees for dramatic effect. "They even threw an old elder wolf like my skin out in the cold forest—are their claws trying to