I Was A Teenage Werewolf Lyrics Novels & Stories

The full moon illuminated the scene, casting an eerie, silver glow upon the tragedy unfolding before our eyes. Amidst the chaos, the colossal monster turned its attention towards me, its eyes burning with an ancient malevolence. The anguished cries of our allies continued to echo in the background as it spoke, its voice a chilling growl that reverberated through the night. "You cannot defeat me, Melvin," it snarled, its voice carrying a haunting resonance. "No matter how many allies your wolf may bring, I am the perfect definition of an immortal werewolf. I cannot be killed. Your feeble attempts to stop me will be in vain."

His hot breath washes over my face. His smell is rank and animal. I am helpless. The others close in around us. I feel their presence. I smell their scent. I feel their burning eyes on me. Their tongues loll out of their mouths. They are ready. Ready to take me. I try to think of Tanner and put my mind elsewhere. I look up at the moon. It is full. I realize, suddenly, what that means. It is my birthday. My eighteenth birthday. And that means the wolf in me is ready.

Taurus boomed inside my head. Being a werewolf was already hard enough but now I had to be dealing with teenage boy problems. Oh Lord, please give me strength.

The youthful face before her overlapped perfectly with the sharp, commanding visage of the man who stood at the apex of power, ruthless and fearsome. As a werewolf, Isabella could sense an otherworldly power radiating from the injured boy, a power that was both familiar and terrifying. The young boy lay sprawled on the bridge, bloodied, his piercingly beautiful yet rebellious eyes darting around as if searching for a lifeline—like an abandoned wolf pup desperate for survival.

Her fingers tremble slightly as she drags her pen across her note, slowly trying to play it off. I wait long enough for her to say something. But she doesn’t. I grind my teeth in frustration. “Look, Ivy, I know what you might be think—” “What are you?” For a second, I'm stunned by the forwardness of her question. Still trying to find my words, she finally turns to face me for the first time all day. “What are you, Grey?” “Ivy, I...” I exhale and steady myself for the truth. “I’m a werewolf.”

I'm dead. 'Isabella, as your wolf, I'm gonna call this your birthday gift even though it's not your birthday. You dig!'

“Yes. I was so lost, and I didn’t know how to grasp the truth either. I was confused. It was hard to believe at first until Tyr and Zeev showed me.” Keira tilted her head upon hearing those two very familiar names. Her brows twitched as she connected some dots in her head. “That means those two are…” Zane hummed and nodded. “I am like them.” “And what exactly are you?” The guy sighed and squared up on his back. “We’re werewolves.” Keira’s lips slightly parted and she unconsciously massaged her temple, trying to make sense of the truth from her best friend.

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.

I also knew the mouthwatering scent I had smelt came from him. I got off my chair and started slowly walking to this strange male who was calling out to me. He was wearing a mask so I could not see his whole face. With each step I took I could feel my heart skip a beat. As I was slowly walking to him a band called One Republic started playing a song called if I lose myself tonight. I felt exactly like the song like I was going to lose myself tonight. Just as I was about to reach him he quickly sped using supernatural speed and went outside. I used my vampire werewolf speed and followed him outside.

“Fucking liars! How dare you set a foot in my territory while well aware of the fact that I hate fuckin’ werewolves and their very existence! Death is a small price to pay for your mistake.” ***