Lesbian Werewolf Novels & Stories

I abruptly stand up and glare down at her. "Your lying. I just found out I was a Werewolf, why would they not tell me I was a hybrid?" Moraya gets up and dusts her self off, " Hmph, probably because they feel bad for you. Why do you think that horrid pack was killed off anyway? The Luna of that pack was a Sucubus, Mated to the Alpha. But some how, the little energy sucker made herself the Queen and down went the king." I could barely believe what she was saying, " Listen, " Moraya sighs, "I'll do you a kindness even though you've just pushed me in the dirt," she sneers.

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

He said. “I don't think so.” Adriana responded. “You saw their faces, were those the faces of people who hate their alpha?” She asked. “Well, no.” Alpha Tristan responded with a helpless smile. “Exactly!” Adriana exclaimed. “That's because they respect you.” She said. “What if there are werewolves who hate me secretly?” He asked as they arrived at Alpha Tristan's mansion. “They can only hate you secretly because they know almost everyone loves you.” She replied. “And what's stopping them from leaving the pack if they hate you?” She asked. “Nothing!” She replied.

She's got moonglow tits that bob in night waters, perfect round globes like curled-up white rabbits with black peaks of areola and gray nipples because she's all poison and ebony eyes and milky skin. She's curled up in my closet in a nest fit for the Zu bird and sweet seraph curses and she crows and speaks the language of birds that are girls, or girls that are monsters, with scaled legs and owl wings from ancient Sumerian carvings, but she's not perched on two lions, her thin wan legs are jumping on your bed and you're throwing pillows at each other and painting her lips and talons with a pop of cherry poison. It's all fun and games until arsenic kisses and slashed throats of words fly, it'

“Funny thing is, it’s actually possible to be both. A witch and a werewolf at the same time.” My head snapped toward her. “Wait. What? How?” “Simple,” she said, shrugging. “Witches fall in love too, and sometimes they fall in love with werewolves. When that happens and they have a child, that child can become both a wolf and a witch. And trust me, those ones are the deadliest.” I nodded slowly. “I can imagine." Kira turned to me with a serious expression. “No, Lyra. You can’t imagine. A witch who’s also a wolf? She could kill the most powerful Alpha with her claws and not even break a sweat.”

I didn’t try to get the scene behind my eyes like I usually try to, I let it play again this time, relieving when the kiss happened, sleep welcomed me without me knowing. I saw a wolf, a huge black wolf. I looked around trying to figure out where I was but all I could see was a maze of trees, my heart thundered. The wolf standing a few feet away from me it didn't look like it was a normal wolf, it was more compared to the a wolf. It had black furs and long sharp pointed canine that looked sharp enough to rip iron apart. It stared at me like a predator stalking its prey, waiting for the perfect moment to lunge.

"Mom, how do you know about wolves? You never explained how because even Dad didn't know, so it just doesn't make sense." She lets out a sigh, placing her hand on my knee as she shifts on the couch to get more comfortable. "My best friend in college was a girl named Arie, who happened to be a werewolf. One day, I came back to our dorm to find her in her wolf form because we were in the city and there was no place for her to go that wasn't about an hour ago for her to shift and run freely."

"I hate this life!" I shouted to myself after the whole stress of the day. I had always dreamed to live a good life, be a Luna or even a Beta werewolf but when life would have its way, I was born as an Omega. I am Leonora, an Omega of the Moonshine pack. I am an orphan who works at the pack's forgery. I am one of those that deal with the package and designing of the pack's weapons. All I yearned for in my life is to find my mate who will complete me. My dream almost came through when I met my mate. I was just seventeen then.

"Stop acting like we're best friends." Liana looked at the gun held limply by his hand. It was facing down and the safety was on. She charged at him and they both fell, his head hitting the floor with a thud. She winced and tried to get up but he grabbed her hand. She tried to bite his while pulled her down with so much strength that she fell on top of him. She heard a deep animalistic growl and saw his body twisting and fur growing on it. She gasped before he hit her head with a pistol and she felt dizzy. Her world suddenly turned black.

They were confident and composed, while I was a jittery mess, trying to remember everything I had learned in the past few days. One girl was asked, "Who was the first werewolf to ever exist?" She answered, "Lycaon, the son of Pelasgus, the king of Arcadia." Her answer was met with nods of approval from the council and the other competitors. Another girl was asked, "What are the three forms that werewolves can take?" She confidently answered, "The human form, the wolf form, and the hybrid form." The council nodded in agreement, and I could feel my stomach churning with nerves.