Monster High Wolf Guy Novels & Stories

Fur grows across his skin like it was always waiting underneath. I clamp my hand over my mouth. “What the actual—” He fully shifts. Not like a costume or a dog. Or anything remotely sane. A monster. A massive, terrifying wolf….on two legs, and jaws locked in a snarl that makes my organs consider relocating. He’s enormous, dark, and absolutely lethal. The attackers panic instantly. One doesn’t even get the chance to run before the wolf; Damon, I later learn is the one who ordered the food, grabs him and slams him into the concrete like he’s nothing but laundry.

a male said, whistling. Ugh, Dustin “Dough” Davenport. Wealthy, good family pedigree, scum bucket. He made my skin crawl. “Dough boy, you’ll never change,” I said, just as my eyes met with Troy’s. Why in the hell was he at this table? And right at the moment of all moments?! *Hm, I like that one. He’s very strong and a good hunter,* my wolf said, perking up from nowhere.

“Don’t know… don’t want to know.” Something watched them—vision sharp, edges burning. Their breaths curled like ghosts. “Probably just a stray,” Martin said, not believing it. Hydraulics whined. The arms lifted the dumpster. A heavy THUD hit the truck roof—metal shuddered. Walt yelped, tumbling out of the open door. “What the—” The bin trembled. Another bang. Then— With a crashing boom, the dumpster slammed down, and a hulking shadow vaulted from behind it: a towering werewolf, black-furred, eyes burning amber. It hit Martin in a streak of teeth and claws.

"But you... you're meant for me. I can feel it. Don't you?" "No. I don't feel anything." Another sob broke her lips and she threw herself on David again. He wanted her off of him. She felt dirty and cheap. He tried to pull her arms off, but she wouldn't back away. "Please. We can try. We can. There has to be a way." "Angie?" A man walked into their circle. David looked over at him. He was the Alpha and David's mate was his Luna. That was the only reason a marked wolf would be at an event like this.

"Why did my wolf have to find out you were back by seeing you with someone else?" "Jone, you are being completely silly," Michael chuckles, his dark eyes looking super bright and happy as his warm breath hits Jone's cheek. "That is just Siggy Jackson, my brother Jermaine Jackson's absolute best friend in the whole pack. Jermaine is totally in love with him, but his wolf is too proud to admit it out loud, so I just gave him a ride on my sky vessel. My wolf has zero interest in any other wolf but you, but I am super happy to see you getting this jealous."

I said loudly enough that they’d hear me. Adrian and the quiet guy laughed while Valerie looked ready to throw a temper tantrum. Adrian looked like what humans called hipsters. He was Spanish, with brown eyes and black hair that was brushed back into a man bun, a short well-kept beard, plump lips and a bright, perfect smile. “Val, it sounds more like your sister thinks she’s going to be Luna. Thrown out of the packhouse?” Valerie rolled her eyes, “thrown out so the alpha can keep his relationship with an underage she-wolf a secret.”

he said, not through his voice, but through some kind of telepathy that he didn’t know he could use until now. Nico knew that he should get his friend off him. But how could he not struggle when he was also secretly enjoying the strong rhythm of the heartbeat closest to him? Goodness, if he let himself get horny, he would have rolled his eyes back in pleasure right now. But no, this was his friend, not some mindless thrall that he could play with as he pleased. “Hey man, stop it!” he said as he made an effort to push the man-wolf back. The werewolf was certainly stronger than him, but it didn’t mean that he couldn’t do anything. “Get a hold of yourself!”

33 pale white people with red eyes and lips, long sharp claws in place of hands, fangs in place of teeth, aka vampires, I know because I’m not some illiterate piece of shit and know my stuff, all ready to attack and pounce on my lonely poor wolf boi, even I got scared for a sec before realizing I’m a ninja so I can escape but the thought of my pitiful wolfie stuck there, fighting alone really caused my heart to stop pumping blood. But when I tell you how expertly and effortlessly, my man absolutely nailed their butts off. Woah! How cool is that? If him being the hottest wolf man on the planet wasn’t enough to win my heart, he is also the strongest! Swoon. He didn’t even need to move from his

The kiss he gave me, I'm ashamed to say that we could have lived as a close couple. I curled up on my sheet as my mind recollected seeing the blood eyes wolf in his human form, only a shadow of him. He was very tall, taller than Turner. It was like he was a giant form of a human. He stood strong and was robust. I could see he had muscles, a lot. I was starting to wish it was not his shadow I had seen. I covered my head with my sheet not wanting to think about him. It felt wrong, after all, he was a werewolf and was evil.

he smiles, "My name is Jake, by the way. Wes said he wanted to meet you, so he's coming over soon..." A figure bursts through the doorway, breathing heavily. "Where is he?" the guy asks, then his eyes find mine. Smiling hungrily, he crosses to be at my side. "My name is Wes. And your name, my beautiful lady...?" "Mona," I can't help but smile, instantly relaxed by his cheerful demeanor. Moreover, his entire appearance is enchanting, invoking a silence of wonder. His hair is bright blonde, almost pure gold, and he has those green eyes that seem to be the common thread among all these werewolves. His skin is as tan as Yi's, with beautiful lips and a thin but strong body. Her face reminds me of