Loup Garou Novels & Stories

Guiding her ball of moonlight into the doorway. “Holy shit!” Trent exclaimed, striding inside. My Luna and Andrew followed him. When Zoey and I made it to the doorway, we were met with walls of books. From the scent of them, they were very old. Brianna pulled a large tome from a shelf; she sniffed it, making a face, like she wanted to drop the book immediately. Instead, she gritted her teeth and opened it, her eyes roving over the pages. My guess, as Wyatt Fontenot’s mate, she could have only become a beast like him, or a wolf, at the least. Much of the magic of a rougarou was kept secret within their packs. Rumors had it, they could see and sense more than an average wolf; I had heard stori

Loup garous were meant to have gone into extinction. They are a special breed of werewolves with very special abilities. They move faster, have advanced ability to mask their scent , and their eyes….their eyes were red instead of the normal human eyes that werewolves had. Most people always make the mistake of confusing a loup garous for a rogue, which is why they were difficult to identify.

Sex with your soul mate, a lupus garou, was nothing short of magical. Once more, Lucian's hot gaze raced over her. His body yearned for her with a desperation she could identify with, and she longed to heighten the sensation by shouting for another climax. But he restrained her, claiming and controlling her in order to make her his for as long as they both lived. She adored what it meant to be a lupus garou: the intensity of their passion, their unbreakable link that was greater than their family one, and their insatiable need.

A wolf is thought to be extinct in these parts. Leaping off the porch, her long legs carried her with graceful bounds through the wilderness. She traveled through several hundreds of acres before spying another cabin—quiet, vacated. Since it was winter and no longer hunting season, except for the end of dusky Canadian goose season, she shouldn’t glimpse another human being. She thought she caught a whiff of something familiar. Pausing, she sniffed the air and recognized the distinctive smell of lupus garou—red lupus garou.

Lola’s pov, It was the day of the moon festival a couple of weeks later. The normally quiet village was buzzing with sounds. Lola walked through the fields that were filled with little stalls where people could sell things. Every stall sold something different from hand-made clothes to carved wood, to home-cooked meals. Besides the stalls, there were different areas where you could play all sorts of games. Lola saw a couple of wolves doing a strength battle with a big rope between their teeth. She rolled her eyes at the excessive display of growls and grunts and walked to the big dancefloor in the middle. There was a band playing and around the wooden dancefloor, there were lanterns in the s

his words sharp and edged with disbelief. Sarai’s heart raced as she dared to peek through the keyhole. Her breath caught in her throat, her sapphire eyes widening in horror. What she saw sent a chill down her spine—Hugo standing amidst the wreckage, his sea-green eyes locked on a monstrous figure she barely recognized. It was a wolf, but not just any wolf. This one had light brown fur with a black patch across its back, its amber eyes glowing with a cruel intensity. The creature stood beside another, darker figure—Malrik—his grin wide with satisfaction.

Demons are often attracted to the darkness of locations where mass death and trauma took place. This demon seeks out strong souls to take possession of. What stronger soul that that of a self-made, ever-growing, wealthy rancher in the newly formed state of Montana? It took on the identity of the beautiful and tortured soul from the settlement whose bones weren’t charred from the fire or dispersed by animals; Lucy. These factors made her far easier to resurrect and her beauty, made her the perfect choice. Since the head invader of the property – Ian- was the target, it made sense to use the beautiful young woman’s body to woo him into a state of less resistance.

And I think we will need a witch in this fight too. The best location to lure a Lupus Vampire is in a forest or other wild area. These places are rich with life and provide a sense of security and mystery that a Lupus Vampire craves. A Lupus Vampire is also drawn to wild places because they are less likely to encounter humans. Once the location and time has been chosen, the next step is to provide a lure. The best way to lure a Lupus Vampire is to use a combination of sweet, savory, and spicy scents. One example of a combination could be a mixture of honey, cinnamon, and rosemary. These smells draw the Lupus Vampire in and can help to entice them to the chosen location.

I snorted self-depricatingly, one could say I was stuck in a half-state. Hours dragged by and evening thickened into midnight before, finally, we slowed into a hidden trail charting a path through a thick forest. I watched on as the car maneuvered its way through interconnecting routes and finally got into an open clearing, driving freely now. We soon stopped before the largest set of gates I've ever seen. Stretching into oblivion on either side of it were monumental earthen walls, and carved into them were exotic symbols and drawings depicting the developmental stages of werewolves through time. The arching black gates were pulled open, and the security I spotted on the other side was the l

he said as he stare out to the water “I’m not going to ask again, who are you?” I asked fiercely “I’m Darius” he looked at me with a side eye and my mouth dropped in surprise. Darius was a rogue Alpha, whose mate betrayed him like Karl did to her. He rained down hell on different packs who dared to cross him. He spread fear anywhere his name is mentioned. His nickname ‘The black death’ describes how his wolf is, black and deadly. Fear gripped me, I couldn’t fend him off by myself. A lot of people tried and they met a glorious exit.