Lesbian Werewolf Novels & Stories

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

-Dash- “Elaborate,” I spoke as I leaned more into my seat. “I’m a hybrid werewolf and her mother is a witch, back in our time we were not allowed to mate with creatures that weren’t our kind but Loreta and I fell in love and went against our clans and had a relationship regardless, it was a well kept secret till Rosalie was born.” He sighed. “She had red hair and amber eyes which was an abomination in the witch community because none of them ever possessed such features, because of that, she was supposed to be offered as a sacrifice to protect them from their goddess’s wrath.”

'' Said Tala softly. Luna let out a sigh and went to get ready for bed thinking too herself. Well shit I messed this up big time! but she doesn't seem to know. Has she never seen a werewolf, or maybe she just never knew that our eyes turn color when we turn. Does she know we exist? If so I wonder what she thinks of us. Is she afraid, predajust. Should I run from her and just stick to other wolves like my family says. They are going to be so angry when they find out I am gay let alone find out I'm dating an human ( not knowing that Tala had her own secrets)

In an instant, Jake's teeth closed in on Lily's throat, a threat that left her momentarily defenseless. With firm determination, Jake subdued Lily, holding her against the ground as his transformation into a human commenced. He gripped her hands possessively. Simultaneously, Lily's own form shifted, embracing her humanity, a conscious decision embracing the practice of werewolves seeking the regenerative qualities inherent to their dual-self existence. Her once fierce eyes now revealed vulnerability, mirroring her internal struggle against Jake's sinister ambitions.

The black pup that had been thrown aside lay barely breathing. Chloe, tears streaming down her face, crawled over and scooped him up. “Your… pup?” Kaeren stepped in front of me, his voice low but sharp. “Yes, my pup! Only a Golden Lycan could give birth to this pup, while you are nothing but a lowly Omega Black Werewolf!” “Lowly Omega? And you’ve been pretending to be a Golden Lycan for so long you actually believe it?” I asked.

Brown fur glossed in the glow, matted with dirt and old blood; gold eyes fixed on them with a terrible focus, head low, nostrils testing heat and fear. Tom lurched up, wobbling on the bad leg, snatched the silver steak knife from his tray. “Leslie—behind me.” “Don’t be stupid,” she hissed, backing anyway. The werewolf crept forward, shoulders rolling, breath fogging in the cold. Tom threw. The knife flew clean and buried to the hilt in the creature’s right hip. It screamed—rage and pain braided—staggered back, clawing at the silver, then whirled and limped into the tent maze, swallowed by canvas and shadow.

I asked, finding it hard to believe. "Yeah, because I am one." Derek told an unbelievable truth... "No! You're a human like myself." Ilet go of my wooden spoon... "Really? Then tell me what happened last night was ordinary.". He left me to answer, but when I couldn't give any response, he continued, "Sarah, I am a Werewolf, but I am cursed, and I need an antidote to cure me from losing myself.". . He looked at Justin with a sad counterance. I wasn't understanding anything, and so I asked, "What curse? And what was the ritual for?".I asked him another question...

The memory of that sudden, tearing pain was still fresh, still throbbing dully in my overstretched pussy. But at the same time, I wanted him. Moon goddess help me. I'd heard stories from the she-wolves in my pack about their first times with their mates. They'd spoken of soft, tender touches and slow pleasure, of gentle lovers who made them feel cherished and adored. None of them had mentioned pain like this. None of them had warned me it would feel like being violently split apart by an unyielding brute. That made me realize it was going to be a completely different story for me.

Their eyes glowed with different colors—red, gold, green, and violet—but none matched the usual shades of werewolves. The leader stepped forward. A tall woman, dark-skinned, with glowing teal eyes and long silver braids flowing down her back. Her mask was that of a fox, carved with runes that shimmered faintly. “You come uninvited,” she said, voice sharp and regal. Lily and Callum stood side by side. “We came seeking the Severed Pack,” Lily said, straightening her shoulders. “Draegor said you could help us.” At the name, the masked figures shifted, exchanging glances.

Caroline put her foot ahead then her mind said, " Hey! What are you doing? How can you believe in a stranger and that also in a guy." She again put her leg back. "Why are you thinking so much? Just get inside before he changes his mind to give you lift and leave you here alone. You're already a werewolf, brave daughter of a strong alpha of a pack." Her heart persuaded her. "So what if you're a werewolf? Nowadays, humans are more monsters than werewolves. " her mind warned her. "Oie.. Caroline flustered and uttered, " both of you stop fighting." She said so loudly that he got confused too and muttered to himself, " Both? " and he looked around out of the car from the window, " who's the other