Hot Werewolf Novels & Stories

I saw his blood oozing out of his hand but as I walked to him, his injury was gone and he was perfectly alright as if some magic happened and healed him in a few seconds. I wasn’t able to believe those lines but continued, ‘They are also immune to the majority of human illnesses and conditions such as colds. Werewolves have a body temperature of about 108°F. This high temperature allows all werewolves to withstand very cold weather and makes it difficult for them to become overheated. In this way, they are very warm to touch’

But she doesn't think she's just a werewolf she is something else. "But there's one more thing, you need to keep in mind since you are a werewolf and your heat cycle will be around the edge since it the full moon, don't risk to go out or you might end up raped by other male wolves in the pack. Every werewolf experience heat every year, and omega will have them each three to four months every year. Heat is when our hormones will be in a rage and to release that we need sex- with our mate, and usually, the greatest heat will happen when two werewolves that are mate meet each other. For example, for alpha and omega, both of them will get their heat on the same day or night, to get rid of the he

He kissed my face again, while I myself did not want to lose to him. My hands traced his broad chest that felt hot under his shirt. Sam once said that a werewolf's body temperature was several degrees hotter than a human's.Hisbody feels like a portable heater, I thought and giggled at my own weird thought. Sam stopped the kiss and looked at me with a curious smile, his golden green eyes like gemstones. "Was my kiss that cute?" he asked hoarsely.

Until he can find a mate, he has to stay next to me or he could get killed. Werewolves are like animals, we think with our bodies first before our senses. We are primitive and very aggressive. Rex is unlike any werewolf I know. He is quiet, smart and never angry. He is the one that can help me right now. I hit his door loudly, knowing he wouldn't be in the meeting. Omegas aren't allowed in meetings. They are treated as less than, not equals.

A bruise was already blooming along her cheekbone where Lira’s fist had grazed her. He took her injured arm in careful hands. “Hold still.” He leaned in and, without warning, licked the wounds. Elara gasped. The contact was warm, wet, strangely intimate. She felt the faint rasp of his tongue, then something else, warmth spreading, tingling, numbing the worst of the pain. “What are you...” “Werewolf saliva,” he murmured against her skin. “Heals faster than anything human. Especially for mates.” He continued, slow, deliberate strokes of his tongue along each cut. The bleeding slowed. The edges began to knit together before her eyes.

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

But a few seconds passed, a bulk of memories from someone, of what happened in the past, had directly shared into my mind. My heart raced fast as I started to watch those memories like a film… There was a war that broke out between the humans and shifters–werewolves. It was raining that night, a couple ran in the middle of the forest, carrying their newborn child. They were being chased by human hunters. The couple shifted into their wolf forms to protect their child, but ended up getting killed as the silver arrows with a poisonous liquid on it got pierced to their hearts. The female werewolf tried to caress her little daughter for one last time, but before her hand could reach her, her he

“The werewolves had to bite or cut off the vampire teeth bites because the officials would get suspicious. Wolf bites were normal to cops, but vampire teeth are quite distinct. It became a lot of work, having to work on corpses and all that. It threatened the peace and existence of the whole town. If anyone found out about our kind, we would be burned like witches on stakes and a lot of us would not have been borne. To protect the town, the werewolves decided the resort had to go. Your ancestors were getting a lot of money from it, so were unwilling to let go. They had always been poor and here was a chance to get rich and make a name for themselves. When they became adamant, the werewolves

“Winter, if she was pushed off of a cliff, he didn’t kill her. Werewolves can’t die by drowning. It might cause them some discomfort. But they’ll still come out of it alive. Didn’t you hear what Roman told me?” Winter shook her head. “Sorry, I was a little busy distracting myself with clothes. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a closet like that before.” “Me, either,” said Nora, smiling, “but Roman told me that a werewolf could only be killed by a few things. One of their own kind, fire, and silver blessed by a priest.” Winter glared. “It doesn’t matter. It was cruel. He shouldn’t have done something like that.” “It wasn’t Ares.”

She stood there, a beacon of warmth and desire, beckoning me to join her for a tender farewell. Without hesitation, I activated my wolf climbing claws, a unique ability bestowed upon my werewolf form. With agile precision, I scaled the wall, reaching her window effortlessly. Jasmine opened it, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. I slipped into her room, the ambiance filled with a charged energy. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of us, entwined in a passionate embrace. Time seemed to stand still as our lips met, igniting a fire within us that defied reason and restraint.