Handsome Werewolf Novels & Stories

I want to faint. After a few minutes, I saw warm blood around me. Dead wolves' heads rolled around me, separated from their bodies. I am so scared. This is worse than any nightmare. I looked up to see Hector shifting. God, he was still so handsome even after the fight. His body was filled with red blood after killing the enemies. His masculine body was very captivating. Is this how good-looking a werewolf man could be? I tried to wipe the attraction I built for him inside my mind. He is looking straight at me. His gaze is like fire as he approached. His hands were balled into a fist and I could sense anger within him.

Reluctantly I put my hand on Clayton’s shoulder to get his attention. Clayton turned around to meet my eyes. For those who hadn’t seen him angry before I had to admit it was a terrible sight. His rage filled eyes were a dark blood red colour. His inch and a half long fangs, that usually weren’t there, had grown in response to the emotionally charged situation. When he noticed it was me his eyes softened slightly. Alpha Clayton had both werewolf and vampire blood so his inner beast was a hybrid. So when he got pissed enough his wolf/ vampire would surface. As a result Alpha Clayton’s wolf Xavier was a bit different than most wolves. He was much more cruel.

He was eating this story up. “Well, turns out it was a werewolf named Kevin Sung. He liked eating fresh heart meat. Instead of hunting deer or elk or some other wildlife, he realized it was easier to hunt humans. He liked overweight, male hearts and figured rest stops were the fastest way to get them. Authorities figured out it was a werewolf, so they hired me.”

"You may not believe this, but we just caught them." Rula frowned. "Catch a werewolf?" "Come here. He's a handsome werewolf." "Rondolf?" Rula's mind started to stir. Next.

The next day at the Von Strudel mansion, it was not a normal morning, the family had received an unexpected visit, it was Markus Blackwood, the powerful werewolf warrior, leader of his pack; in the human version of him he is a manmuscular, with an imposing presence and an intense gaze. He has a neatly trimmed beard and black hair, which he usually wears short and messy. Her facial features are strong and angular, with thick eyebrows and a straight, prominent nose. She has deep dark eyes that seem to peer into people's souls.

In one swift move while Irene was caught off guard, Adam's hand managed to pull her entire body into his embrace and made Irene now lying beneath his body. Irene gazed at Adam intently, imagining how handsome their son would be if she really had a child with him. Of course, Adam's face would dominate. Especially with the Alpha gene that Adam possessed. "How can a werewolf be so handsome like this? Is it because he's an Alpha, so his face is so handsome and charming? His aura is even so strong that I always feel scared when I look into his sharp eyes," murmured Irene with her outstretched hand, wanting to touch Adam's face that was closed in front of her.

“Of course, sir. I’ll be right back.” Jackson watched him walk off then turned back to the cage. Wolf C36M657 was tensed against the far side of the cage. He stood, head angled down, arms so tight behind his back that his shoulders couldn’t relax if he wanted to. The blindfold was snug over his eyes. His lips were tugged down into a small frown. His hair was pitch black and a matted mess of curls. Jackson felt disgusted just looking at him, but he did what he had to do. He had a werewolf. Great.

Her long blond hair was wild all over her and some stray strands stuck to her face in sweaty patches. The werewolf started to circle around her, slow purposely strolls. It's huge black eyes was staring down at her as it moved around, assessing her. It looked like it was performing some kind of ritual. The werewolf was huge with black brown fur and from the light coming from the moon behind it, it looked menacing. It's eyes were deep and dark and a scar ran from it's eyebrow to the corner of its eyes.

I wanted to spit back a sharp response to tell him he was delusional. But I controlled myself. He didn’t know that I already understood how werewolves worked, that I knew more than he could imagine. As I was lost in my thoughts, his voice snapped me back to reality. "Now, before you start crying like a pathetic human, screaming that none of this is real—let me show you my wolf," he stated. Before I could react, Damien suddenly stepped back, his body trembling. His bones cracked, shifting unnaturally, his muscles expanding, his skin tearing apart as thick, black fur sprouted across his body. His clothes ripped as his form morphed, and within seconds, a massive black beast stood in front of me

*LAUREN* I felt relieved as I watched Mr. Wolf leave the garden without saying goodbye to me. He is such an annoying guy! He keeps pestering me, and the only way for him to shut up is to accept his offer. Honestly, he's not really bad when it comes to the look department because he is such a complete package. He is handsome, tall, and has a muscular body. His messy, shoulder-length hair added to his charisma. The only downside to Alex is that he is a werewolf. It would be gross and terrifying to wake up in the middle of the night, cuddling with a wolf in my bed.