Novel & Cerita Jennifer Francis Werewolf Books

"So far you’ve proven to be as incapable as you are feeble. Twice now you’ve let our prey slip through your fingers. Jason's missing and I'm not happy." Francisco's jaw pulled tautly; his arrogance, obviously still wounded at having been conquered by the inexperienced, fresh woman. Again, “At least I’ve had him in my fingers. Which is more than you can say." "Only because I was foolish enough to speculate my merry league of demons and feral werewolves could manage to apprehend one little witch." Francisco shrugged. "I won’t make that mistake again." A horrible smile twirled his lips. "Oh, no, you’ve done much better. Now we not only have the most dangerous werewolf in the entire land hunting

The face of every wolf who had mocked me turned deathly pale. They finally understood the magnitude of their mistake. The laughter, the sneers, the venomous words—all of it had been an insult to the Vampire Prince’s mate. The same wolves who had accused me of ruining the truce were now gripped by a suffocating panic. In the dead silence, a side door to the ballroom suddenly opened. A she-wolf in heavy makeup walked in. She had clearly just come from another party, completely oblivious to the situation.

she said shakily, “will you let your princess die? Tell me you’ll do something.” I scoffed and gently moved her aside. “Your mother will handle this. I trust her. I’ll be inside.” Scar followed me into my room. “You already knew about the blue wolf,” he said. “You didn’t look surprised. What’s your plan? Should we prepare for war with the Lycans?” I turned to him calmly. “Lisa is the blue wolf.” He froze. “She healed too fast when she was stabbed,” I continued. “The poison should have killed her. Even wolves don’t recover that quickly. That was my first suspicion. She told me herself that she discovered she had a wolf before her twenty-first birthday.”

^^^^^ AUTHOR’S NOTE Hello everyone! It has been a journey, and I am very thankful for the support! I hope you enjoyed reading this story as much as I love writing this! Alpha Ace and Kira’s story is one of my favorites, and I treasure them the most. If you want to continue reading my werewolf books, here is the order. Book 1: Alpha Queen’s Destined Hybrid Book 2: Alpha Twin’s Rogue Mate Book 3: Alpha King’s Damsel in Distress

So much so that he would bring you not one, but three more werewolf books under “A.R. Were World Series” Mad Wolf — Book II (already completed and available here) Lone Wolf - To Kidnap The Alpha's Daughter — Eros Adler’s story, Book III (published on GoodNovel) The Wolf Prince — Dmitry’s story or you can read Tiffany’s story: Viva Lust Vegas This author hopes that you will give these three books as much love and support as you have given TTWA. So the question this author has been receiving: how to find these books? Since those books are FREE at the moment (it will be paid SOON so you should READ ASAP while it is free), thus it will not be shown on Goodnovel Application. Here are step-by-step

He wasn’t as powerful as I was, so he was struggling. I can see in the corner of my eye that I scared Jane too. The weird thing was that my Alpha aura didn’t effect Jane at all, every person with werewolf blood should have felt the urge to get to their knees. That was really strange and didn’t make sense at all. But she did look very scared at me. I immediately drop my aura and look guilty at her. “I’m sorry Jane, I didn’t want to scar you.” She shook her head and tries to smile a little to me.

I asked. She leaned forward and said in a loud whisper. “Whatever you do, don’t admit what you did to Ethan. Werewolf pregnancies act differently than human pregnancies. The fetus develops quickly and the gestation period is much shorter. That excessive blood was because you were aborting his child. If he finds out, he’ll be furious. You don’t want to make a werewolf furious, believe me. Especially a werewolf from the Jefferson pack.” I didn’t know what to say to that. When I saw a tear roll down her cheek, I got concerned enough to ask her to tell me what was really bothering her. My shock in her confession was overwhelming.

She saw the book that Shahara gave her and asked her to read it. She instantly went near it and got it while she sat on her bed, leaning on its head rest. ~ Werewolves ~ It was the title of the book – and it was quite a heavy and thick hardbound book. Tamara flipped the book over and scanned it. Almost all of it was already explained by Shahara until a word caught her eye. ~ Lycanthropes ~ It was written – making her eyes narrow into thin slits and her brows furrowed in curiosity – and she touched it with the tips of her fingers. She intriguingly continued reading it.

You might find my characters irritating at some point of time but there is the reason for such behaviour which will be revealed over the period of time. To tell the truth, I am extremely addicted to werewolf stories. That's why I decided to give a try on writing a book on werewolves. I don't know whether werewolves are real or myth but if it is actually true, I would trade anything in my power to become one without any second thought. Hope you understood my craze for them. And I warn you that English is not my first language and there might be few mistakes/errors in my book. I apologies for them in advance and I highly welcome your reviews of my book. Feel free to share your thoughts.

Now I found myself sitting in a café with them after classes, laughing over stupid jokes and arguing about random things like we had known each other forever. It felt normal and maybe that was the scariest part because I was starting to realize something. Werewolves weren’t all monsters, not like I thought, not like the stories painted them to be and not like the fear everyone carried around them. At least, not these two and Tristan too. Geoffrey was loud and dramatic and irritatingly charming. Jeremiah was quiet and observant and somehow always noticed more than he said. And Tristan, I pushed that thought away immediately because it was like entering a dangerous territory.