Half Vampire Half Werewolf Novels & Stories

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

Cassadie thought as fingers run through her hair while she was hugging a man's naked chest where she leans her head on his arm. She looked at him, his red eyes seemed to reflect the half-moon’s light. His red lips that were very soft had thirsts her and made her want more. His pale skin and pure white hair remind her earlier that night when she had mistaken him for a vampire. His skin was soft as if he bathed in milk and he just smells so good that she couldn't stop herself from sniffing his neck. She was a human yet she wondered if this may be how vampires were attracted to blood.

I hiss as I end up landing on top of him. As I let my fangs lengthen I whisper in his ear, "This time I will make sure you don't!" I pull his head to the side with force and sink them into his neck tearing just a little so I don't have to remove my fangs. It is not wise for a vampire to take a life while drinking or in a fit of rage because it can lead to bloodlust and the transfer of their power but for this one time, I made an exception, I drink and drink and drink until I feel him stop struggling and I feel his heart stop beating. I remove my fangs from his neck but don't retract them and hiss loud as the power of a werewolf Alpha runs through me adding to my own power, I jump off the bed

She looked at him the most. "What could I possibly do now?" He asked. "The shades will try to find your weaknesses. Something tells me you will try to help the female lady and her brother and if the shades are hiding behind the shadows, watching you they will believe you are interested in making her your mate." Rayven stiffened. Mate? He did not want to think of Skender sinking his teeth into Angelica's neck and bonding with her forever. He did also not want to think of Angelica being chased by the shades because they wanted to kill a demon's mate. A human mate was a demon's weakness.

I heard a gruffy voice in the distance, dishing out orders. Dammit! I should've pulled out the maid's guts when I had the chance! “How do these werewolves even summon their wolves?” I wondered, trying to summon my wolf based on the knowledge I had gathered, especially from Alpha Cassius's memory. “Dammit! That old man made this appear too easy.”

“Can a vampire and a human have a baby?” He shrugged. “You aren’t a human,” he reminded me. “Yeah, but I’m not a vampire.” I knew that vampires and vampires could have kids. They would be born humans and then once they turn 18, they naturally die and then return as vampires. But I wasn’t sure how it would work with a human and a vampire. Would they be born human and then become vampires later? Or would they be fully human? He reached over to me and touched the back of my neck gently, causing goosebumps to form on my skin.

Avalea I don’t know how long I was unconscious, but when I come to, I’m once again staring into the Werewolf’s silver-gray eyes. They’re not glowing this time, thanks to the bright sunlight flooding the hut. I try to sit up, but wince as pain shoots up my leg. I’m still feeling light-headed. The Werewolf is looking at the blood-soaked remains of my nightgown and the pool of blood on the floor with horror. “What the hell!” he exclaims.

Cold hands grabbed me from behind, dragging me backward so fast the map flew from my hand. I screamed. A hand clamped over my mouth as I was slammed against a tree. A face loomed in front of mine, deathly pale with eyes that glowed a dull crimson. Fangs long and sharp enough to tear through tough skin. “Hello gorgeous,” the vampire drawled, his voice sickly low that I barely heard him speak. “What do we have here?” Another figure emerged from the darkness, a taller vampire with jagged scars running down his face, his lips blood stained. He eyed me like I was fresh meat, a grin growing on his face. “A pretty little werewolf. Must be our lucky day.”

I looked at each of them slowly. “What if I told you there was another way?” The youngest blinked. “What way?” “Leave.” They stared at me like I’d just suggested flying. “You’re joking,” one of the others said. “I’m not.” I leaned forward slightly. “Join us.” The tallest wolf narrowed his eyes. “Us?” “We have wolves,” I said. “And vampires.” That got their full attention. “Vampires?” the seventeen-year-old blurted. “You’re fighting with vampires?”

It takes me back and I feel like I'm enduring one of her parties and her junkie friends talking about how handsome I am and asking how much I cost, “What do you want?” “We want you to think more about what you're going to say before you say it,” Angie scolds me, “Obviously Midnight is not.... well, I don't want to say she's not normal, but she's a peculiar woman and you've been acting like a jerk to her. Besides, we're pretty sure she has no idea that we're werewolves. Or that she's half wolf too.” “Yeah, I know. It won't happen again, I promise. And I'll watch my words from now on.”