Handsome Werewolf Novels & Stories

he replied gently and stepped into the light, “your fever just broke, and your body is working out the trauma you just went through. Rest a bit, and your werewolf healing would kick in.” This stranger, whoever he is, was as upsetting as he was pleasing. His voice was as pleasant as his face. He was extremely handsome and carried himself with poise and elegance. He has a round face that culminated into a broad jaw. His nose was long and sharp, his lips were pert and tempting, and there was something about his blue-hypnotic eyes that appealed to me. Despite his obvious handsomeness, I was uncomfortable around him.

Oh my God, her voice was annoying like the Bride of Chucky's. "Thanks, Chastity, you didn't have to." A melodic voice said. He was reviewing a few papers and making markings on it, almost like old fashion editing. I peeked from afar. There was no way they could see or hear me unless they were werewolves themselves. The guy was super handsome. He had muscles in all the right places. I didn't need to see his naked body to tell that he had some big guns. They looked like they were almost as big as Zander's and Carson's.

Someone suddenly asked. "He is the one. But who is that overly handsome werewolf with him?" A woman asked. "It seems to me like his brother, because they have similar faces." "That's valid. But he's so handsome." The young woman squealed with joy. "Very handsome and also excellent. I mean just take a look at his whole physique." Another woman said. "And his face, and his hair... he's just everything." "He looks so strong and powerful and lovely and caring. He is everything thing I need."

Hesitantly, I place my hands in his, letting him sway me back and forth at the sound of the music. I hold one of my arms around his neck and let’s his strong arms hold my other hand. I use the opportunity to take in his full features. He has deep black eyes. As dark as the night. His gaze boring into mine sends a quick shiver down my spine. His hair is laid back and only a portion of it is let out, his lips are full and his nose are sharp. He has a chiseled jawline that crowns his facial features. I couldn’t help not noticing his hard rock chest when my hands fall softly on them. He’s handsome. And I still don’t mind. Tonight was going to mark an end to whatever he thought. He couldn’t read

How can another werewolf be more handsome than Cody? “ Can you show me your master is photo? I am eager to admire his matchless beauty.” Maren smiles shyly and even blushes. “ Yes, I have kept his photo secretly. I can show you but do not tell others about it.” I nod and swear that I will not tell anyone. When Maren takes out the photo, I am shocked. I can not believe my own eyes. It is indeed the Jordy I met in the hall when Cody suffered hangover. The servant Jordy who gave me the medicine is actually Maren is dear master, who is said to be the most handsome werewolf in the world.

Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tonga

The kiss he gave me, I'm ashamed to say that we could have lived as a close couple. I curled up on my sheet as my mind recollected seeing the blood eyes wolf in his human form, only a shadow of him. He was very tall, taller than Turner. It was like he was a giant form of a human. He stood strong and was robust. I could see he had muscles, a lot. I was starting to wish it was not his shadow I had seen. I covered my head with my sheet not wanting to think about him. It felt wrong, after all, he was a werewolf and was evil.

Maybe he wouldn’t be friends with Nico now. Knowing of his friend’s awkward situation, that last thought, for him, was much more sad than learning about slavery. As he looked up at the ceiling, wondering, he wished he could do more to make the turn of events better for him as well as everyone else. ---------- The next day filled the young man with a subtle excitement that somehow replaced his dreaded feeling of restlessness. It could have been because he had finally turned, releasing that pent-up emotion. This would be his first day as a full-fledged werewolf.

And he will do everything to have her and complete his life. After a few minutes of walking and just breathing in the unpolluted air in the woods, Jax finally calmed his self down. And so he decided to get back to the cabin. But before he can even turn back, a man suddenly appeared in front of him. He took a step back, out of surprise. “You’re blending well with the humans, werewolf,” said the mysterious man. As he spoke, Jax saw its long fangs. And most of all, he couldn’t understand what it was saying. Is he the one what it calls a werewolf?

"What do you want to ask me?" He gled at my face and then said, "Sarah, since you work for my brother, you must know who he is, right?". "Yeah, a werewolf." I responded.. "But a cursed one, do you not know?". The look on his face darkened. His questions came off as suspicious, but despite that, I still answered him. "He told me... Is there anything else you want to know?".I did a dramatic pause before continuing... "Yeah, do you mind if I take a strain of your head?".He paused after his ridiculous request...