Human X Furry Novels & Stories

Lucianne moved to position her small body right in front of Xandar’s large frame as soon as he growled. His black fur was starting to show on the visible parts of his skin, and he was still throwing a murderous glare at Caunterberg. Lucianne then took Xandar’s slightly furry face in her hands, and she stroked his face slowly and soothingly. “Xandar. Xandar, look at me, please.” His fists were clenched tightly by his sides, both covered in black fur.

He raised his head, pointed in two sides, covered in fur, a pair of eyes glowing in red, ablaze, hatred is written all over his face. While lifting his fists, his claws sharply grew-He is not just a kid but a humanoid beast, while the distortion covers his mouth- it made him able to speak non-gibberish words. He hauled his furry hands, trenchant claws in front of them. ‘’Hold it! We will not hurt you. I know you have deep hatred for humans but I am not a human, I Imimu-Zaru is a minim.’’

I mutter. This can't be happening. My entire life I've always said I don't care who my mate is as long as she's not human. I didn't really care about having a mate at all. I mostly just want help with the pack. All of that lovey dovey shit isn't really me. I mean yeah I wouldn't mind having a built in sex buddy and I'll need an heir eventually, but I'm not about to snuggle and tell the girl I love her.

' My commotion, my claws, all my teeth and all hell, ready to burst into flames. Tristan commands, "Be patient and let the wolf take control," even for a brief moment. I feel a heavy pulse and my body is shaking with fear. It's unbearable. I feel the movement, my pupils illuminating with sharp claws protruding, hair shimmering to the ground. Instinct takes over—ferocious, unstoppable. Standing still, Xander whispers, "Good.". Now, fight me your true opponent.” With my bare hands, I run towards him, teeth snapped, an animal that doesn't hesitate. Every time I hit or slash, I aim to prove that I am more than just human and Luna. I'm both. The darkness and the dawn are mine.

The air prickles across my skin before Lex eagerly pushes forward, the shift rippling over me with practiced ease. Brant’s wolf emerges first—a formidable creature, charcoal grey and muscular, solid as granite. Xander's transformation catches me off guard. He’s enormous, his massive jet-black frame towering impressively, fur gleaming subtly brown under the filtered sunlight. His wolf’s sheer size rivals even Prince Tobias’s. Lex, shorter and leaner by comparison, grumbles internally. ‘I'm hardly small.’ Ignoring him, I focus on the task ahead. Xander crouches defensively first, muscles coiled and ready. Brant and I circle, tension humming between us, preparing our joint attack.

My girlfriend was in the hospital and I was forced to make a deal for the sake of my pack's safety. I learned Conor and Xan were Human by nature. The wolf bosses created this alliance with the two guys to bring about peace in the world as rogues and other paranormal beings have been creating dirty uncleanable mess in the mortal world. Them being human makes no difference for the two guys possess fury as scathing as us wolves.

The force shook the room, making his eyes widen. My claws pushed through my fingertips. One by one... They dug into the skin of his neck. He gasped. "My... Alpha..." My breathing became heavier with heat rushing through my body. I felt my canines sharpen while my vision darkened. Golden light slowly filled my eyes. "How dare you." My voice no longer sounded completely human. "How dare you question me." Logan struggled to breathe. "I... wasn't..." "You seem to have forgotten who you're speaking to."

Jarred called out, grinning, then drew out his claws and turned into his hybrid form while ripping off his clothes. I gasped. Jarred's human features melted into lykan-like as he grew into a vicious dark-grey furred monster. His irises turned black, emanating menace, but other than his ears, resembling pointy wolf auricles, and dense facial hair, the rest of his facial features seemed human. His arms and legs lengthened, changing into animal limbs, yet he still stood on his two feet, towering over Sariel.

My clothes strain and tear, unable to contain the transformative force unfolding within me. In a flash of fur and sinew, I am no longer the man they taunted moments ago, but a majestic beast—a wolf, with a coat of dark, sleek fur glistening under the dim lighting of the restroom. My once-human form now replaced by a creature of feral strength, bright blue eyes and instinct. The air crackles with tension as each of the men undergoes their own transformation, shedding their human guise to reveal their true nature—a pack of fierce and formidable werewolves. Their snarls and growls mingle with mine, creating an eerie symphony of primal fury.

"I may be human, but I'm not stupid." Quicker than I would have thought possible, he grabbed my shoulders and turned me around, his arm around my shoulders and neck. "Stay away, or I'll break her neck!" Behind me, I could feel his body morphing and changing. Dark, black fur started sprouting from his arm. Still in his human form, Xander bared his teeth, and a low, guttural growl erupted from deep within his chest. He gave no other warning. Elias came in, growling menacingly, his eyes turning a bright blue.