Harry Potter Werewolf Fanfiction Novels & Stories

From the size and smell of the werewolf, he could tell that it was female, and that angered him the more. “I will make an example of you tonight,” he sneered at the offending werewolf and proceeded to dig his teeth into her skin. He heard Vak screaming, “No!” but he couldn’t care less. Fueled by his rage, he began to rip apart the she-wolf beneath him who was already too weak to even fight back for her life. ********

“But I know that as long as they know us, they will continue to search. It is wolves like us who can control the transformation they have been looking for all that time and they are just as good at finding things as we are” I grit my teeth. I remember Lefu’s promise the night we clashed together for the first time. 'You can not run forever. I'll find you. I'm just following the stench of a wet dog, Fluffy'. "What are you trying to say ?" Harry interrupts my thoughts. “I just wanted to say hello and meet you. I do not want something to do with witches and wizards who become werewolves". "They are not wolves. They're vampires !" It flies out of Andreas.

Everything about him screams power and sex—there is a smirk aroused on his lips and a sparkle in his eyes. His jawline is amazing; I wonder what it would be like to kiss him. I yelled inside and blushed under my thoughts. "What are you doing in the library early in the morning?" His tender voice drew me back from my thoughts. Okay, Aurora, calm down with your dirty thoughts. "Werewolves!" Jack muttered reading the name of the book, which I was holding. "Oh yeah, I was reading about some supernatural creatures!" I chuckled while taking out the vampire book as well.

I just shake my head and look at the man that I am guessing is Charles. “Good evening you must be Charles. My name is Sapphire.” “I know who you are. Listen let me just be honest with you. I don't want to be here. I already found my mate. She is a werewolf. I am only here because my parents won’t give up the chance that maybe we will hit it off and get married. Please don't tell your parents. I don't want to marry you.” “Don't worry. I feel the same way that you do. I don't want to marry you or anyone for that matter. I just want to wait for my mate. I guess tonight will not be a complete waste. Let's go before our parents come looking for us."

He yowled annoyingly. My sorceress crooned inside me with a haunting, sweet, silky voice: “Kill him now. End it. Burn him down to the marrow.” My wolf pressed its claws deeper into his ribs to obey. But I didn’t let the final blow fall yet. Because through the haze of frost and blood, I saw a glint of fear in his yellow eyes. Fear for himself. It was fear that somehow felt like a confession that he was right to come at me. I didn't want to prove him right. Despite desiring moments ago, somehow having his life dangle on my claws didn't feel good.

Victor says acidly, “Coming from you.” Harry sighs. “First, I don’t have a mate unless you count Edward. Second, I’ve evolved.” Victor steps into the circle, rolling up his sleeves, ready to right an imagined slight. “Fight me, old man.” Harry takes a deep breath, eyes turning liquid black. For a moment, Victor swears he can smell a hint of the Alpha’s old scent, impossible as that may be, of ink and fear. The Cold Wolf steps inside the ring, claws shooting out.

That anger on Harry’s face… I had to make it my weapon. “What happened? Why did you stop?” I teased with a mocking grin, “Got scared of your boyfriend scolding about how dumb he already knew you always were? How it had been such a great mistake that he brought you with himself to be his slut? I had just started to see the level of your brainlessness, Harrieta.” His eyes turned bloodshot while his wolf came out. His claws extended, his eyes changing color but he stayed in his human form.

With a brutal swipe of its claws, the larger wolf sent the rogue sprawling across the ground, its body leaving a trail of blood. The rogue scrambled to get up, but the larger wolf was relentless, delivering a crushing blow that sent the rogue skidding backward. The rogue’s growls turned into whimpers, its body trembling in fear as it attempted to retreat. With one last defiant snarl, the rogue wolf turned and bolted, disappearing into the shadows from which it had come. Lily's eyes widened in disbelief as the wolf's form began to shrink, its powerful limbs retracting. She stepped back slightly, feeling the earth beneath her feet as the wolf shrank, revealing not just a man, but someone she k

Father asked, obviously ignoring their own side of the story as he cocked his brows at the oldest witch known as Bastiana Lopez. "It doesn't change the fact that she was almost killed. I leapt to save her life," A werewolf known as Harry chipped in, then slammed his fists on the table and wore a deep frown. "Oh! Loverboy to the rescue. The mighty power of a sugary healthy pussy," Suzy whispered in my ears and chuckled. "What does pussy have to do with what is going on?" I rolled my eyes and exhaled heavily. "So much, sugar plum, so much that you can't even imagine." She then licked her lollipop and shot a wink at a hot werewolf guy.

Harry Evermore was the forensics department's techno-geek. He was a wizard with anything related to computers and machines. He was tall, skinny with shoulder-length black hair and glasses. Likewise, he didn't need the glasses, though. He had a perfect vision, but they made him look nerdy. He was also a werewolf, an omega to be precise. “Harry, can you hook up the dashcam to my laptop?” asked Clara, the object of his affection. “We'll be able to see things a lot better on my screen.”