Monster Prom Werewolf Novels & Stories

Ammon replied. " Ammon, please don't get hurt." Amaria spoke up, and he nodded. They rode away, leaving Ammon behind. 'It's best if I do this in my Werewolf form,' Ammon reasoned as he transformed into his Werewolf form. He was larger than Jareth and Evera's, had dark purple fur, and could stand on his own two feets. He leapt to the ground, grabbing one of the stalactites for support. Then he jumped from stalactite to stalactite until he reached the massive cocoon.

"Lucky for you, I know exactly what he is. And I know how to take him down." Jake’s stomach twisted. "What do you mean?" The man’s smirk deepened. "Blackwood isn’t just some rich prick. He’s a monster. A werewolf. And I can help you expose him—and destroy him." Jake’s pulse spiked. He knew. He knew. Still, he played it cool. "What’s in it for you?" The man grinned, something dark lurking behind his teeth. "Let’s just say we have a common enemy. And I’ve got the resources to take him out. All I need is your cooperation."

Dax pleaded, his fear evident. "Calm down. I’m not the one who decides when to share this information, but I don’t want you two to lose your minds," Damon said. "Both of you are werewolves now." The revelation left us stunned. "We’re monsters now?" I asked in disbelief. "If being a werewolf means being a monster, then do you think this world would be dominated by humans? If being a werewolf means being a monster, then I guess I am one too," Damon said.

I could feel the rotation of the earth beneath my feet. I looked down at the mark. It wasn't a jagged wound. It was a glowing, silver sigil of a wolf’s head, etched perfectly into my skin. The heat radiating from it was intoxicating—a constant, pulsing reminder that we were no longer two separate beings. The door to the chamber finally gave way. The first of the Pack—a massive, scarred Beta named Silas—lunged through the threshold, his eyes blood-red with the madness of the Blood Moon. He didn't see an Alpha and his mate; he saw a target.

Until he can find a mate, he has to stay next to me or he could get killed. Werewolves are like animals, we think with our bodies first before our senses. We are primitive and very aggressive. Rex is unlike any werewolf I know. He is quiet, smart and never angry. He is the one that can help me right now. I hit his door loudly, knowing he wouldn't be in the meeting. Omegas aren't allowed in meetings. They are treated as less than, not equals.

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

"In the hell is that?" "Hydra," I respond, keeping my eyes fixed on the creature. "This bastard really does have some tricks up his sleeve." "Time to go!" Ramone’s voice echoes around us as hands clutch at our arms. "That thing means business." Not needing any more encouragement, I burst forward, shifting into my wolf form while Ramone shifted into his. Fallon, on the other hand, remains human, and just by the look of shock, you can tell that something is wrong.

my eyes were raging flame giving him a warning but just like me, he was as stubborn as a mule. "Victor. Victor Moore from Blue Moon Pack. Pack of werewolves in another realm!" He even kissed the back of her palm! "Damn!"

Emma looks up and sees that the intruder who broke into the house through the window is none other than Samantha, Lucas’s friend. But something was different about Samantha. Her face contorted and her body shifted, revealing her true nature as a werewolf. Her claws extended, her eyes glowed a piercing blue, and her canines elongated into deadly fangs. Despite her transformation, Samantha still stood on two feet, her human form still somewhat visible; it was like a half transformation, more like an enhanced human. Emma was shocked and scared, not knowing what to make of the situation.

Pamela, who awakened 20 minutes ago, was the one encouraging Lavana while the fire roasted her earlier. Olmphas seldom appear in werewolves. But when they do, even the entire werewolf council have no choice but to bow their heads! Even if she had two tails, no Alpha can intimidate her and now she had nine. Olmphas are said to have carried a boon from the moon goddess herself and their powers are something that makes one's knees quiver.