Hot Werewolf Novels & Stories

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

They were too great in numbers. The loud chattering of the curious crowd became silent as we saw our leader Bazaar Wharr accompanied by 7 of his strongest werewolf hunters. Werewolf hunters were the ones who search for werewolves and capture them so we can learn about their weaknesses. Over the years they have managed to find one weakness of them and that was metal or the piece of iron I saw within the werewolf boy I foolishly saved years ago. It can weaken and kill them if aimed at the right spot of their body. All eyes gazed upon Bazaar a 40-year-old white hair and dark eye man. He was in his armour with his sharp sword at his side. He was quite fit for his age and looked younger.

Brown fur glossed in the glow, matted with dirt and old blood; gold eyes fixed on them with a terrible focus, head low, nostrils testing heat and fear. Tom lurched up, wobbling on the bad leg, snatched the silver steak knife from his tray. “Leslie—behind me.” “Don’t be stupid,” she hissed, backing anyway. The werewolf crept forward, shoulders rolling, breath fogging in the cold. Tom threw. The knife flew clean and buried to the hilt in the creature’s right hip. It screamed—rage and pain braided—staggered back, clawing at the silver, then whirled and limped into the tent maze, swallowed by canvas and shadow.

[Seller: Dear witch, if you have any questions regarding the care of your werewolf, please consult the Werewolf Domestication Guide included with your order. [Seller: Oh, my apologies. The system shows your shipment was sent out in a hurry, and it seems we forgot to include it.] I sighed and replied quickly: [Me: It's fine, just send me a copy. But I don't have time to read a guide right now. His core temperature is absurdly high, it feels dangerous, and physical cooling isn't working.] [Seller: Besides the elevated temperature, could you please describe any other symptoms?] [Me: There's a rumbling sound in his throat, like an overheating engine. He's very agitated, and his eyes are incredib

Rendall asked as we saw the arrow hit its leg and growl in pain. “He has company,” I calmly muttered and prepare my spear for the hunt. After saying those words 10 more werewolves appeared in all directions, blocking our sight with their huge bodies and all of them seem to have the same brown hair. “Is it the whole pack from Domlur?” “No, I don’t think so.” Werewolves growl as they slowly walk with their claws ready to slash everything or everyone on its way. We, on the other hand, are prepared to do everything. The werewolf that was shot by Quinn using her arrow slowly fell to the ground making its comrades look at us with hatred and disgust.

I voiced—soothingly. “My Luna, I think it’s high time I educated you on special powers most wolves in this pack possess.” She added “Huh?” What do you mean—‘special powers?’ Being a werewolf is special on its own,” “Fact! The thing is, some are more than werewolves. Take for example, Boris. He’s something else. When he’s angered and at the brink of death, he emits heat from his hands and it’s hot enough to burn down the human bones, like an acid,”

She groaned lowly, making sure no one would hear of it. “You don’t know what a heat period is?” Before Inez could answer, the old woman shook her head and dropped away the material that was in her hand. “You see, every female werewolf has a heat period where all they want to do is to mate with someone. Be it their mate or their enemy, as long as they have something filling them in.” Alpha Liam’s mother explained, making her shy at the thought of it. “This is something serious, which your mother should have taught you. Where is your mother?” The old woman asked.

I looked at it and picked it up, only to get interested soon as I saw it and what this book was all about. It was a novel focused on main characters with special supernatural abilities because they were half humans and half wolves, or in short, they were popularly known as 'werewolves.' I read it and paid attention to the most important details. Written here are the things that werewolves do and their nature and characteristics. Strong, fast, powerful senses especially hearing, smelling, and seeing, detecting any potential upcoming danger. They may have abilities to telepath and talk to their co-kind using only their minds. And contrary to their known mortal enemies—the cold-blooded vampires

“It’s rare for werewolves to get sick from common things like stomach bugs or food poisoning. When did you last experience your heat?” “My what?” I asked, completely thrown off. “Your heat,” she repeated gently. “The female reproductive system of werewolves doesn’t work like the human one. Instead, we go through a heat cycle, where our body temperature rises and our sexual drive increases. You might not have recognized the signs because you’re new to this world, but it’s a normal part of our reproductive system. I can assume you would think you had a fever if you didn’t know what was happening. Did you feel something like that recently?”

Was that…? “Alpha Ezra?” I whispered. His breath fanned against my ear. “It’s freezing outside. Don’t move,” he said in a hoarse voice. My eyes darted toward the entrance of the tent. Snowflakes danced outside like tiny spirits. It really was freezing. I hesitated, then nodded to myself. “Okay,” I whispered. Then I blinked rapidly, heat rushing to my cheeks. “W-why are we like this?” He sounded sleepy, his voice rough. “Do you know that two bodies emit more warmth than one? The normal body temperature of a werewolf’s body is 102-degree F. Now multiply that by two. That’s why we’re like this. Together we emit more heat.”