Lawrence Talbot Wolfman Novels & Stories

“Who the hell are you calling feral? Just look at yourself, you are no different. A blood-su--,” His words were cut off as his body suddenly flew into a tree once again. Sucking in a deep breath, Asteria couldn’t help but broke into a cold sweat. This man just tossed that wolfman like that as easily as swatting a fly. Asteria naturally didn’t manage to catch the words he was about to utter next. She was taken aback slightly when her eyes accidentally met that smiling man. That pale skin oddly complemented his sense of nobility that Asteria almost reminded of European nobles.

She even tried to abduct me just to be with her dream wolf and fulfill her fetish,’ After thinking about all these, he had been going crazy inside his mind. His blood boiled and he desperately needed someone to express all the anger that was built in him. At that moment, his eyes landed on Wyatt, who came out of the house. He scowled at him the minute, he noticed him getting out of the house. When Wyatt came near him, he nodded his head once to acknowledge him and tried to go away from him. But Marlon stopped him from escaping and he intensely stared straight at him with bloodied eyes. “I didn’t know before that a famous lawyer like you is actually mingled with these werewolves. It seemed li

"How many black furred wolves with silver markings do you think exist? Do you see regular wolves awakening as Versipellis overnight? “ His arms extended, a sneer curling his lip. “Not everyone is as dumb as you.” He tilted his head, amused. “Hand over the relic.” Ophelia’s grip on the artifact tightened. Her wolf roared beneath her skin. “You look surprised,” Lucien taunted, his voice filled with mock sympathy. “Don’t be. You should have known I’d come for it. For you,” She felt her wolf shifting beneath her skin, fierce and relentless. “Over my dead body,” she snarled. Lucien’s golden eyes gleamed with cruel delight. “That can be arranged,” he said, stepping further into the chamber. The re

My wolf was upset. While Carson and I had been kissing on the couch, Eckley had been trying to talk to her. She was saying, 'See this is what talking to the Luna did! Eckley can sense me now! He is trying to talk to me. He is whispering to me, 'Love mate. Protect mate.' Ugh! Gross!'

“What do you mean? Make your pets shift to their human forms? You have werewolves who serve you?” The man’s laughter rolled over her like a slimy black cloud. “Oh yes. My pets are werewolves but they are mindless robots. You know what a lobotomy is? Well, if you take a werewolf and perform a lobotomy with a silver spike, but you leave the spike inside they are unable to heal the damage and they grow simple-minded and easy to control.”

Coming from the alley to my right. I turned slowly and saw it. A massive white wolf with silver markings that mirrored mine exactly. But Owen was right. The eyes were wrong. Not gold but deep crimson red, glowing with malevolent energy. "What are you?" I whispered. The wolf's lips pulled back in a snarl that looked almost like a smile. Then it spoke, its voice rasping and wrong.

Then I turned to human and out on my clothes and headed back down. When I reached my place it was around 7am. I went to take a shower to get off whatever smell of that wolf I had! I immediately ran to my laptop to do a little bit of research about my kind. So whatever was attaching people was that wolf. My parents told me we don't kill human beings. They said they made truce with the humans in order to both survive freely in one world.. But that thing was attacking people.. And it had me wondering it if was like me or just an animal.

The werewolf came, its feet hitting the ground mercilessly as its hands joined in its movement. It broke out from the woods, tearing off the leaves of the trees with less effort, and growling at the sight of the man. “You can't take anyone from my family.!” Mark grinned as he shifted under the bright moonlight. His bones cracked, and his skin stretched beyond its limits, tearing to become as tough as that of a wolf. He growled at the phantom, just as the phantom growled at him. Like two behemoths, they collided, and the green grasses on the ground fell victim to their battle.

Stumbling through the entrance in a wobbly state, warped her surroundings once more and teleported her into her home, where she found a large wolf waiting. Ears perked up at her arrival and its gaze flicked to her as she fell over in surprise. The wolf was large, with glossy fur as black as the cosmos, a long, fluffy tail that swished to a steady rhythm, and eyes like glittering gold. It approached her lightly. Using its nose, it nudged her hand up to say she could touch. She hesitated, slightly recoiling in fear. The wolf closed its eyes in understanding and nuzzled her hand in encouragement. The softness of its fur soothed her instantly and it leaned into her touch before shifting into its