Kamen Rider Werewolf Novels & Stories

She hit the wall with a sickening thud and slid down, unmoving. “Cera!” I screamed, drawing my own blades. The wolf turned its rabid gaze on me. I stood between it and the dormant crystal, the heart of this chamber. The hum from the journal was a deafening roar in my head, the bond-mark on my skin burning like a brand. The wolf coiled to spring. And from the staircase, a silver blur shot past me. Kaiden. His wolf, a magnificent beast of storm-gray fur and terrifying power, collided with the feral one in mid-air. The sound was horrific, a cacophony of snarls, the crunch of bone, and tearing flesh. He hadn’t hesitated.

Kamron is a certified coward. If he’s really a wolf, why would he be scared to tell the truth to Simon? I don’t know. Maybe super strength isn’t a thing with real werewolves. Stupid reality. Why does it always have to come crashing in and destroying my marvelous fantasies about feeling tingles when I touch someone’s hand thereby finding my mate and becoming a stronger version of myself.

the one with the gold teeth spoke. "You have three seconds to put her down, man," the other added. "You don't want to fuck with me, Rocky 1 and Rocky 2. I'm already in a pissed-off mood. So don't make it worse," Cameron warned. His power came seeping out of his pores like sweat. The two werewolves immediately got out of his way when they realized he was one of the Lycans visiting their pack. Cam grumbled while he marched towards the chamber where Ren was supposed to be staying put in.

that could be their weapon, power to dominate. “That is what other werewolves believe,” he threw light on me when he said that, of course, like humans, we have different beliefs. But, for a werewolf to say this, for the creature who killed my mother to say this? “I don’t know what you’re getting at but I loathe your kind,” I calmly said. “Too fearless of you to say that.” He calmly stepped back. My eyes widened when he shifted into a werewolf, his eyes remained the same but he became huge and his fur is a mix of grey and silver which I haven’t seen before. Due to my instinct, even without weapons, I used my fighting stance in case he attacks.

INTRODUCTION My name is Kacela. I am twenty-one years old, and I am a werewolf hunter. And I have a secret. I am a werewolf. I was raised in a family of werewolf hunters. My father, mother and older brother are all werewolf hunters, and I made my first kill when I was twelve years old. I am trained in weaponry and hand to hand combat as well as other skills that I use in the field, like tracking. I’m also exceptionally good at finding werewolves who don’t want to be found using a variety of techniques, but mostly common sense and computer skills. It’s a family business and it keeps us well employed and financially stable. We move around a lot because of it.

"You mean you want me to be your pet dog ... How dare you-" "Gabriel," I cut in a cold flat voice. "I'm extending my hand to you willingly after all the rotten things you and your father did to me before. Besides, if you can't protect him yourself it means that whoever is after Cameron must not be a normal werewolf ... am I right?" Gabriel clenched his jaw until the veins in his neck stretched noticeably. His green eyes turned even brighter as his wolf side began to surface. "Relax, Adler" Alex warned in a threatening voice. "Don't forget you're in my territory right now."

Its fur was midnight black, shimmering under the faint moonlight, and its presence exuded power and danger. "You seek love, Luna," the werewolf growled, its voice laced with both menace and curiosity. "But are you willing to pay the price?" Luna tightened her grip on her weapon, her heart pounding in her chest. She exchanged a glance with Amelia, who nodded in silent support. They were prepared to face any challenge that stood in their way, including this enigmatic werewolf. "I seek love freely given, not coerced or tainted," Luna answered with conviction, her voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through her veins. "Who are you to question my desires?"

Kambiri and Kamdiri stared and the men on black with reddish eyes as they clenched their fist, and a lot of veins was seen on their ankle. "You are stepping on our toes," Kamdiri said as he was breathing heavily. "I wouldn't repeat myself! where are my boys!" Kambiri yelled at them!. "Roars.." something roared before a werewolf jumps down from the high branch of the tree in his werewolf form and then transfer back to human and it was "Wisdom" "Master," he said as he bowed to Kamdiri and Kambiri, this made them withdraw from their anger version as they stare at each other

With anger, Duvren changed his hands from a blazing fire into a poison dagger, as he struck the dagger deep into the werewolf heart, the werewolf gave a painful gasp, but yet the werewolf smiled, a smile of victory, "You won't get to heal so far, because I pierced you with a Camelian Dagger, your enemies will come after you..." The werewolf told Duvren, his voice sounding slow, blood oozing out from his mouth, as Duvren pushed the dagger, dipper into the werewolf heart, but yet, the rogue was not giving up, till he finished his words, "And.....ki..ll..yo..u"

Unfortunately, It's apparent that during my summer vacation, I will live in the very place that has impacted my life more than words could fathom alone. The dream... the reality of what occurred one fateful night many years ago is bound to become a reality again, but there is nothing I can do besides cross my fingers and hope for the best. Hoping that night was really a dream, after all. The night where it all began. The night when I was attacked by a monster... The night I was attacked by a man shifting werewolf. With my legs snuggled against my chest and arms wrapped around them securely, I yawn for a bit then tilt my body closer to the window, wincing at the slight pinch of pain that pull