My Sisters A Werewolf Novels & Stories

“You’re safe with me, Natalia. I’m no longer involved with my family.” I didn’t answer, partially uncomfortable. “My sister wasn’t like the rest of us. She didn’t see werewolves as animals the way our family did. She believed they were capable of coexisting with humans and tried desperately to prove it to the others. She nearly lost her life a few times in the process. Alicia never did understand that she couldn’t lay down her weapon in the middle of a fight. During one of our missions we captured a wolf that was supposed to give us the location of a pack we’d been tracking for a few months. Alicia begged the others not to harm him, but they didn’t listen. I left shortly after that, having m

she shouted in front of me, looking with her disgusted eyes. I sighed and bowed my head to her. If I say something against her, she will beat the shit out of me too. I don't want to receive any scratch from them knowing how hard I live with their ruthless family. Mama Rosa, Papa Bran, and my step-sister, Sahara. We are all normal werewolves. I walked outside and started smilling at my fellow werewolves. I have friends despite of having cruel parents. I am a friendly loner-looking girl.

The sound of a woman's gasp brought me out of my reverie. “Dad! Let her go. It’s Nasrin.” I turned to the woman talking and was shocked that I saw my older sister, Sage. My two sisters were by her side, Sky and Serene. They were horrified when they found me. Dad withdrew the blade and walked towards my front to face me. “What are you doing here, Nasrin?” He asked in a deep frown. My sisters walked towards us while eyeing me in curiosity. Suddenly, I remembered everything they said about my family. I had doubts at first. The only evidence that I could think of their accusations was when they talk about werewolves and the way they disappear without my knowledge because of their jobs. They were

It was noticeable even to me, who was here for only a week. In addition to Lane and Venira, about thirty people with a dark gift lived on the estate, among whom were both adults and children. They teamed up with only one goal: to destroy the artifact that suppresses the darkness in women. Caroline Lint, who was the head of this small community of the dark ones, who called themselves the Sisters of Darkness, ran everything here.

she looked back at me. I stopped at her comment. "I'm joking again, when will you get that I am." she again teased. I shook my head. We made our way to the back of a small cottage. I got nervous when I saw a group of werewolves who seemed the same age as us. Young, handsome men and beautiful females. They were all sitting at a small river chatting. Their attention turn to us as they sensed us. They all got up as if they wanted to leave. "She's my brother's savior, the human I told you about years ago," Cali told them.

18 A young woman stepped out from the second room, she have a thick black hair, and her face looked familiar, she have the same familiarity with her master, the first room occupant came out, just that she had a Blondie hair, but she had a striking resemblance to the young lady in front of her, the two ladies resembled her Master, the same mean face, their eyes, almost as the same with her Master, they are twin sisters, considering their facial resemblance and also they must be sisters to her Master, that was when it clicked in, this women are werewolves, quickly she bowed to them, as she shivered with fear,

The young werewolf cried out in joy, recognizing his sister. But as they drew closer, they realized that something was wrong. The young werewolf's sister had been bitten, her eyes glowing with a feral light. She turned to face them, snarling and baring her teeth. Emilia stepped forward, holding up her hands in a gesture of peace. "We're here to help you," she said, her voice calm and steady. "You don't have to be afraid." The werewolf hesitated, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. But then, with a sudden growl, she charged at them, her claws extended.

Werewolves! To be honest, I had long thought they never existed. There had been no news on them ever since our last war with them. Werewolves are sly creatures, frauds, liars and that was why we vanished them from the world so I thought they had gone extinct. “Looks like someone is angry.” My eldest sister uttered in a dry humorous tone. The life that used to shine in her eyes has dimmed. It was now empty and hollow. The same look was on her other sister, unlike them, she was the closest one to our late brother. I couldn't even begin to imagine what she would be going through.

She spat, sending me into confusion. “What do you mean I'm hybrid? You're shamelessly fucking your sisters mate and this is the excuse you have?” “Ohh grace! You don't know, do you? I am not your sister! Why should I even be offended when you're just as clueless as your mom who went against her family just to be with a werewolf.” She kissed her lips, staring over my head.

Selene whispers, and her sister practically slides across the space between us. She gets about a foot away before smiling and looking between us. "What do you have in mind," Anniki asks, and Selene smiles. "I was thinking my amazing sister could curse a whole new species of werewolf," Selene says excitedly, and my stomach practically falls out my butt. "What," I scream, and both Goddesses look at me as if I have two heads instead of one. "You are going to re-curse the werewolves," I ask in utter disbelief while staring daggers into Selene.