Grimm Werewolf Novels & Stories

Before we’re able to give any more speculation, two werewolves step out of the shadows. “G-Grimm…” Grimm puts his hand out in front of me. “Stay behind me.” We both begin to step back. “We… we need to run.” I stutter. This is when we hear more growling behind us. We’re surrounded. Two more werewolves come out of the shadows. Max is between us, afraid, trying to hide. “We’re going to die…” I whisper. Grimm takes in a deep breath as if preparing himself. “Get down.” As he says this, he lifts his hand, making a swinging motion toward the rogues, and a swarm of ravens rushes past us, hitting one of them like a bullet.

“Don’t play dumb, Gerald. If Grimlow’s walking around here with you instead of dead in a ditch, that means you need him. Badly. Probably for that fancy zombie tech he’s so proud of.” Grimlow tried to speak but I tightened my arm and he shut up. I kept my eyes on Gerald. “Besides, I know this little rat better than you think. He’s not helping you out of the goodness of his heart. He hates werewolves. All of us. He wants every last one of us gone so he can play god with his toys. You’re just a stepping stone, Alpha. Once he’s done using you, he’ll turn on you too.” Gerald’s smile didn’t waver but something cold flickered in his eyes.

This situation, Adam did not dare to imagine at all. "Brother, you don't have to be afraid, it's me!" Just when Adam didn't know if he should run away or not. A young man, with an angular face, suddenly walked over, used a very friendly look, and greeted him. Although he did not recognize this person's face, Adam's voice was still clearly remembered. This is the gray wolf in the pack of the great white wolf, he is also a werewolf, his name is Smith. “Are you… Smith?”

In the end, the two of them could only help their pack warriors to fight against the remaining warriors of the enemy. After fifteen minutes of intense fighting, the enemy finally lost their will to fight and surrendered. *** Inside the pack house of the Golden Hound Pack, debris and crevices were visible everywhere. After Gamma Breitbart's death, Sebastian was left with no other choice. His two strongest guard were dead and there's no one left to help him. The enemy before him was the werewolf deemed to be the strongest in this era. His only choice now was to defeat him and save his only child.

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.

My wolf body was covered in thick silver fur instead of my white and black fur. "she's awake... But she's a... Wolf?" I had to admit, I was surprised too. From what I'd learned, the Moon people were not wolves. Not even Arian. The only reason Deamian became a wolf was because his dad was one. Mr Grimmwolf turned to look at me. He smiled, not surprised, but knowing, and then turned back. "guess you're too late!" he was speaking to a large group of rogues and humans who looked way too pumped up on magic to be just normal wolves and humans.

“How is she feeling Grump?” asked King Herod with a worried look. “Your Majesty, she will be fine. She just needs a lot of rest since it's her first transformation. She will get used to it soon.” Grump replied. Grump was one of the oldest werewolves in the kingdom, he was more of a healer and a doctor to the royal family. Tho not the modern society doctor. Grump gathered his properties together and left the room which Caroline had been brought into.

They are mentioned in chilled whispers as "Death's Ice." The Grim Fangs Pack are the most hated and feared, including themselves, formerly a coven of witches that led the war against werewolves, only to be cursed by the Moon Goddess to become the very thing they hated. Their power and traits come from the very despair and hatred that stems from within.

I hoped that my eyes were playing a serious prank on me I turned backwards and there was no longer a dog, but a man, I tripped and fell to the ground, while he stood just at my foot, and stared deeply into my eyes I stared back at him, with a shaky body Fear was painted all over my face, when I realized that, he had same grey eyes as the dog, Oh no! He is the wolf! No, it can't be…werewolves aren't real' I said to myself 'They're Fictional, they aren't real'

"Don't be scared. I will not hurt you. I am the moon goddess." "What do you want with me?" My voice was trabbeling. I was so scared that I couldn't move. When I found the strength to move again I walked backwards, but I came with my back against what felt like a wall. thé woman came closer and I saw that she was pure withe even her skin was. I felt her power and I knew she was not from this world. She was neither a ghost. It was like she was something in between. I know now she was really thé moon goddess. I had heard from it from Ava. I learned that she made all wolves and werewolves on earth. She was the first one of them all. "I was your mother in your first after live."