Jenna Summers Werewolf Book Novels & Stories

I grab a statue from the bedside table and am about to throw it. Wait.I drop my hand. Strano had said: If my sister came near the package again. A smile penetrates through the frustration with a new hope. Oh, you arrogant idiot, you think it's the witch. You are way off ! I hug the abstract statue. Think, think, think. Why is Strano so interested in Soleil ? Why can I not touch her ? I think of her warning before leaving England. Ask yourself how it can be that a witch can control the wind and how it can be that she is allied with a werewolf.

I’m holding myself ramrod stiff. I hear her deep sigh as she moves away. I exhale in relief, but I’m also disappointed. As a Werewolf, I have slept with a fair number of females from my pack. When they’re in heat, it’s almost impossible to refuse them, and the truth is, I have never wanted to refuse any of them.

"Yes, they make you shrink into the size of a mouse. Smaller than that, actually. You will become finger-sized, and guess what? I plan on putting you in a jar, far away from here. Somewhere where Caleb can't find you." "But..." I wet my lips. "You wouldn't hurt me, would you?!" "And why wouldn't I?" Jenna questions and laugh loudly with her friends. She is pretty, but her evil expression makes her look like a fallen angel. "I don't like you, Laura. And I wouldn't mind if you broke a few limbs and got yourself a few bruises." "But that's mean!" "I am mean. And you're a werewolf, aren't you? If I break your tiny little legs, they will heal."

Laura's Point of View: "Kill him!" The same voice from a while ago spoke inside my head. I covered my ears with my hands, wanting to make it stop! "How dare you let her here!" "She is a wet dog!" someone whispered, but I was able to hear her. "A werewolf and a vampire?" another one added. "What is?" "I've heard some rumors claiming she used to be close to the queen of werewolves!" Whispers kept running straight into my ears, and I wasn't even getting what they were talking about.

He ran in the opposite direction in the field, leaving Jenna there. She looked at the four werewolves as they circled her. Their eyes were dark, and she was terrified. One immediately went for her leg. Jenna scream as his teeth ripped her leg and she felt blood. One more wolf jumped on top of her and she cried. This was how she would die? Trying to save the creatures who were going to kill her? She thought about rubbing the necklace, but by the time Clay made it here, she would be dead. She sighed as she closed her eyes tight. She wasn’t ready to die, but it seemed she had no choice.

"Okay, fine. I can cast a spell. But I'm not sure if the animal could deliver it. I'm not like Diana.” Tommy’s wolf howled in response. She nodded her head as she ran away from the ferals. “But you better tell me everything about this vampire seer later. For now, cover me so I can cast a spell without severing my head from the feral's sword." Sure! But be quick. I don't want you to miss this party. No way. Tommy's words echoed in Jenna’s mind as the wolf wiped the blood from his snout. The impact had hurt like hell when two massive wolves attacked him from behind, and he flew ten feet away from Jenna.

I was no halfling, nor did I possess the skill of communicating with a wolf. Why, why, why was I in a state of dilemma in having to fuck a wolf? A hand clasped around me, it was Jenna, the werewolf girl. "We need to move." She drew me into a race with her. Three girls had been killed as they had supposedly agreed to pleasurize the Cannibals instead. Unfortunately, one had been fucked wildly through the anus. While the other through the mouth, and the last on all holes. The crying girl on my side had been one of them as well.

She stepped closer and saw that they depicted werewolves engaged in various unfamiliar advanced looking training exercises, and the sight intrigued her. She slowly ventured deeper and she stumbled upon a collection of old books and notes, their slightly yellowed pages revealed that they had been studied religiously. She picked a few books up and almost screamed with disbelief when she read their titles. “Ascension of the Omega”. “Unlocking your full potential.” “Release of the inner wolf” “Power upgrade for dummies!” “Kira! Can this be real?” Sera exclaimed to her wolf. “Did the goddess just send me books that would teach me to become a stronger werewolf?”

Zelena. I opened my eyes slowly. The sun was already shining brightly through the window. I reached my arm behind me and felt around the bed. I sat up quickly and looked around the room. Gunner wasn’t there. I took a deep breath and yawned stretching my arms out. Wait, my chest didn’t hurt. I twisted my back from side to side waving my arms in the air, my ribs didn’t hurt at all. I got up from the bed and walked around the room, still no pain. I noticed the bookshelf and decided to take a look. There were so many books, some with older worn covers and others newer looking. I picked up a small red book and read the cover ‘A Lycanthropy Reader; WEREWOLVES IN WESTERN CULTURE’. I flicked through

Jenna’s POV I’ve learned life has a way of piling surprises on me. Never knew our dad, then mom disappeared. I dropped out of school to work, just to keep Tamara’s bills paid. And now? Turns out my little sister is a werewolf. Not even a witch to make things easier, but a wolf. Life’s sense of humor is cruel sometimes. “Pass me the sugar, please,” a customer’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I slid the jar across, forcing a smile.