Harry Potter Werewolf Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Jenny's heart kept pounding, and the air didn't carry the scent of fresh blood. Jenny tremblingly pushed the door open, only to hear the sound of a wooden cup falling and the fearful feeling in her heart. She quickly entered, calling out the name of the gray wolf, "... Nick?" The gray wolf had just awakened after the departure of his little wife, secretly putting on the brightly colored clothes she had made. He silently sat on the stone bed, writing in his diary, never expecting her to return so quickly. At this moment, the gray wolf, in a state of panic, wanted to change clothes. Carelessly, he knocked over the wooden bowl, and even more carelessly, he used his supernatural power to crush t

Am I going insane now? "Goodbye, for now, my Luna. Our eclipse is still yet to come. That, I promise you," he said before turning into a large, grey wolf and running away from me. I touched my cheek where I can still feel his soft hands caressing it and closed my eyes because of the new feelings that he introduced me to. Both his eyes and touch bewildered me and I can't wait to meet him in the eclipse of ours that he told me.

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.”

the glowing and fun loving aunt was gone. “Why do you say that?” I asked politely. “Oh dear don’t you know the prophecy?” Hannah’s mom approached me and caressed my back. “What prophecy?” “A Lycan and a werewolf can never have a happy ending. Only misery, pain and blood will follow. The weak one always ends up losing their life in the marriage. And we all know that between a Lycan and a werewolf whose wolf does not obey her, who is the weak one.” “I know that prophecy.” I stated.

My senses are heightened now so I can smell better than ever! I look around and spot Luna Eve walking towards me. I freak out and end up cutting my finger on one of the nails coming out of the boards. It hurts but I don’t dare make a sound as I’m becoming a werewolf. Werewolves aren’t weak and never show they’re in pain. She gets close to the stage where I am and looks me up and down as she’s done several times before. She gets close, a little too close and then sniffs. I stand up as fast as I could out of respect for my Luna. She puts her hands out and grabs my wounded finger. I look at her and she looks at me, then she licks the blood right off my finger!

Chloe added. “I haven't really spoken to him,” Kayla said, which wasn't entirely a lie. They all started talking about how creepy and scary Derrick was, and Kayla took another glance at Lucas. Something hit her then, and her eyes grew wide. That scar! She remembered the nightmares she kept having. The werewolf that always chased her has a deep scar running from its eyebrows to the corner of its eyes. Just like Lucas. Kayla shook her head as she pictured the dark brown animal with deep eyes that had been trying to bite her.

I moved to the bar, needing something to do with my hands. "I want answers." She stood in the center of my living room like she was ready for a fight. "How did you get that photograph?" I poured two glasses of whiskey, expensive stuff that usually helped me think clearly, but unfortunately its not going to help, not tonight. "Your son shifted on a playground three weeks ago." I held out a glass to her. She did not take it. "A three-year-old werewolf pup, golden eyes, no pack scent. Word travels fast in our circles."

he read my mind, “I'm half werewolf and half witch. Like Magret, she made me what I am today.” I frown. Just like Zion. A Siphon. “Who is Zion?” he asked.

I didn’t try to get the scene behind my eyes like I usually try to, I let it play again this time, relieving when the kiss happened, sleep welcomed me without me knowing. I saw a wolf, a huge black wolf. I looked around trying to figure out where I was but all I could see was a maze of trees, my heart thundered. The wolf standing a few feet away from me it didn't look like it was a normal wolf, it was more compared to the a wolf. It had black furs and long sharp pointed canine that looked sharp enough to rip iron apart. It stared at me like a predator stalking its prey, waiting for the perfect moment to lunge.

Sophia’s POV** The dream felt too real. Wolves clashed beneath the full moon, their skin was filled with blood, their howls carrying sorrow and pain. But in this chaos, I saw him, Xavier. His golden eyes burning as he fought an enemy, one I couldn't see. Then, Alpha Baron appeared, his big form slamming into Xavier. Their battle was brutal, their power shaking the earth. I stood in the middle of it all, frozen, a whisper of a name filled my ear.