Life Howling Novels & Stories

Every wolf in attendance felt it, a shared awareness that history was not just being witnessed—it was being made. As the sun dipped lower, painting the sky in strokes of amber and violet, Aria and Kaelen led the pack in a ceremonial howl, a ritual of unity and acknowledgment. The sound rolled over the valley, weaving through the trees, bouncing off the rocks, and reaching every corner of their territory. It was a sound of triumph, of love, and of hope. Wolves howled in return, their voices blending into a symphony that seemed to bind them all together.

The rogues just don’t finish neither does the nightwalkers and then talk about the Nebuzars that they hadn’t even killed a single one. He saw Sean and Rasmus fighting side by side and at that moment, he remembered the witch and then Aliyah and so he ran to them to tell him what he had seen earlier. However, a commotion stopped him. A big grey wolf was attacking a Nebuzar and he saw how stealth and fast it was. He didn’t need to be told who that was and he felt the joy in his heart. The High Howlers has arrived, they heeded to their request. Another sight caught his attention once more, a man with long black wavy hair was attacking another Nebuzar with a woman who moved so fast that he couldn

,Howl rushes to the surface and my eyes go golden. "Wrong thing to say, Howl says in a rough voice, men kill them!",we order and he runs at me but I flip him to his back hard. His claws slice through my arm but I don't feel it. I slash his thigh and he screams loud. Lisa screams at me to stop but I don't and soon his leg is wide open soaking the ground. "Please stop",she keeps begging.

“Who we are does not matter, what matters is that the Wolves will die tonight!” Zephyr huffed, produced out his sword, and quickly sprinted towards him. “Ha! Do you not know where you are? I am Ghost! You will not be spared tonight!” he replied. Seeing Zephyr rush over, Ghost steadied himself. “Wolf’s Howl!” Ghost howled, with that the attack started. Even though he looked barbaric and unruly, he was very careful. Seeing how many of his men had been slaughtered, even if he did not know who Zephyr was, he knew he was formidable.

Brody smiled. Curiosity getting the best of her, Hikaru asked boldly, "Who is the Sacrifice?" She asked. "Do you really want to know the answer to that?" Brody smiled wickedly. "You're so dramatic, brother. Who or what is the sacrifice? Anyone we know?" She asked, ice in her words. "The pups, of coarse. They will live for 72 hours, Jo and Chad will suck their Wolf Spirits out of them adding the twin's power, sharing bloodline gifts, and Eternal Royal, Nightshade life." Brody laughed, seeing Hikaru's mortified face.

But, as if a switch had been flicked, the scene burst into chaos as howls began to echo off the wall of trees and building behind them until an evocative chorus rose up, becoming louder and louder. If anyone ever asked Lucas to explain what he had witnessed that night, he would admit he had no words for it. Where once human bodies lay wrestling with the throws of their first shift, were now wolves with their thick coats gleaming in the ethereal light of the moon. And in the middle of it all stood Hecate, her blue and gold eyes never leaving Lucas even as her friends crowded her with excited nuzzling and licks of affection. What are you, Chloe? Lucas found himself asking for what felt like th

"Shila..." Shila's arms tightened around me, preventing me from moving, her face twisting. "You can't, Claire. You need to escape this place!" In horror, I heard loud growls from a distance, indicating that those werewolves had probably reached the tunnel. "No... We need to go back..." The sound of growling and branches cracking echoed through the forest, seeping through my heart and turning it cold. I could feel my entire body trembling, almost wanting to turn into ice as the gut-wretching sounds continued to play in my ears.

He added, the exact time I saw the tatoo on his left arms, a symbol that he's in the rank of Beta in a werewolf packs. I stared at his nails that suddenly fell out and became sharp. His eyes turned blue, it means that he already killed innocent human life and after that things went fast. My mouth became opened as I watched his full form. I prepared myself, as I heard his powerful howling, long and too wild. I don't know what to feel, I can't deny that I'm scared, but seeing one of the creature that became the reason why I'm became an orphaned in my early age, made me feel so brave that I don't want this night to pass by without him lifeless.

I tried to get up, but my foot was trembling from the bleeding. I closed my eyes because I was losing hope. I don't want to die yet, but can I prevent fate from taking its course? What if this is all that I am? I attempted to fight, but I couldn't compete with him! What if this is all there is to my life? Is there anything I can do to help? Tears welled up inside my eyes. Dylan's razor-sharp fangs were supposed to bite me, but I didn't feel them. Instead, there was a thunderous crash. When I opened my eyes, I saw gleaming white fur. When I realized who had arrived, I swallowed hard.

Wolves running free, women dancing around a bonfire, scenes that seemed to pulse with an ancestral energy. "Eleanor... Parker... the last of us... still lives..." The mysterious voice whispered again, followed by a long, agonizing howl of a wolf. The sound reverberated in my bones, and I put my hands over my ears, trying to muffle the noise that made my head throb with pain. Barking and roaring echoed, as if a pack was approaching rapidly. Panic took over me, and I ran deeper into what seemed to be a cave.