Man Turning Into Werewolf Novels & Stories

Anthony clenched his teeth tightly and tightened his fist, hoping that, he could control himself or prevent his wolf from coming out, not like that had ever worked. The air began to shimmer and his bones cracked, shifting into his wolf's shape. Tightening his fist made the whole process more painful, so he stopped… more like gave in. His skin was replaced by black furs and his eyes were glowing red. He cried out as his dark paws formed. As soon as he was fully transformed and the pain lessened, he had time for the sight he beheld while he was transforming. He charged at the girl who tried to film him. He destroyed the proof first. Werewolves can never be real.

I felt every part inside of me tearing apart at the look on her face, a look of disbelief and great disappointment. "Now you all know that I am not a liar," laughed Turner. She is the one who made the blood-eyed werewolf who he is today, stronger and the greatest enemy to all mankind!" shouted Turner. "No," I shook my head. "I was only 6 when I did it, I was too young and scared to understand what I was doing," I explained to Bazaar. "Shut up!" he yelled at me. My entire body froze at his response. Turner unhands my mother.

JASMINE’S POV “ You know you could have told me that your transformation would happen in a flash, at least I would have turned away on time,” I say, glaring at him as he drives us towards the mansion. “ Unlike what you believe, werewolves don't go through long agonizing pain while changing, it's just a simple morphing, just like reshaping an object made of clay- and besides, if I had warned you, I would have gotten to see that stunned and lustful gaze in your eyes,” He says to me with a teasing smirk that makes me want to kick him out of the car and make him run all the way back to the mansion in his wolf form, but instead I glare at him and remain silent.

The man took a deep breath before he removed his upper garments and stowed them in his car again. "Moon Goddess, please give us the strength to defeat our enemies." After Stefan finished praying, the man began to transform into his wolf form in front of everyone. Slowly, Stefan's figure was replaced by a large white werewolf. Its blue eyes seemed to stare coldly at everyone. The wolf began to howl, causing the Silver Pack members to get excited and begin to transform one by one.

Dr Jones concluded. "I had similar bodies dumped near my pack boundaries, some days back. The autopsy reports are rather frightening." I said. Rick and Dr Jones turned towards me curiously. "These women were bitten by the were, but they didn't turn because of it. Humans experience their first transformation, on the first full moon after being bitten. But these women were turned by injecting them with werewolf DNA." There was a gasp in the room and Rick furrowed his brows.

The moon finally peaked so high and bright at the sky. Zane mentally prepared for this turn. But it was thrice as painful as his first one. He could feel the ripping of his skin, bones crashing, and the high temperature that was almost burning him. However, unlike the first turn, the shift was somehow quick. In just a few seconds, Zane was already in his wolf form, snarling at the other werewolf in his human form in front of him. Tyr could also feel the pain within him. But as someone who could turn at will, he’d been controlling his wolf during full moons. However, his wolf was somehow itching to turn upon seeing Zane.

“Yes. And I happened to kill one.” “What?! Are you kidding? How did you do it? Wow, you are a super hero girlfriend!” “Maggie, this is no joke. I shot the wolf, and it turned to a man. I killed someone, Maggie.” “Okay, slow down. Let’s take this bit by bit, okay? Where did you see this werewolf?” “In the woods. It was the full moon, so it was the period of their turn into full wolves.” “Okay… And Mr. Thomas allowed you out of the house?”

He growled, and the howling sounds echoed throughout the house. Alexius felt his limbs weakening and saw the rage in Jarckon’s eyes. He was too weak to unleash his werewolf form. He needed to transform. He thought it was the only way to fight back against Jarckon. His eyes turned ashen, and his body transformed into a werewolf. His fury erupted, and his sharp fangs were ready to devour Jarckon.

His clothes began to tear, and I could see fur poking through. Fingernails turned to claws and teeth into canines. In a couple of minutes, his shift was done, and where Tanaka was minutes ago was a giant grey wolf. "That Twilight shit is real," I say. "Shut it, Wolfgang," Sara hisses. Tanaka howls, and the rest of the pack shifts. To be honest, I was scared shitless. Seeing a group of people turn into bear-sized wolves could turn anyone insane, even though I knew they could. Actually seeing them turn into wolves still shocked me.

Her pendant—two wolfsbane branches circling opposed helms—snapped and skittered across the gravel, spinning to a stop in a coppery smear. They dragged. She changed. The growl rose first—wet, subterranean—before the body followed. Bones unzipped and reset; sinew braided and surged; fur erupted through skin. In a breath, where Sara had been, a towering brown werewolf stood, eyes molten gold. Her left arm tore free. The blond didn’t even scream as her claws opened him face to gut, a red curtain dropping in one stroke. “The—fuck—RUN!” the big one choked. Three bolted, boots collapsing into slapstick panic. She didn’t chase.