Native American Werewolf Novels & Stories

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

I just worry every time I see him hurt, even though I know a werewolf's body heals faster than a human's. The Land of Ash was in a neutral territory surrounded by a dense Valdivian forest. According to Alex, this area already has an owner, but no one wants to admit who owns it. That's why until now the Valdivian forest and the Land of Ash are still recognized as neutral territories for werewolves. Upon arriving at the Valdivian forest Jake, Uncle Brent, and Reagan transformed into their wolfforms and preceded us towards the dueling location. While me, Alex, and Vincent decided to walk.

"Thanks. Vampires do exist. So do werewolves and other lycanthropes, and magic and all that stuff. Not everything you've heard is correct, but there are blood-sucking creatures of the night that inhabit this world. I'm one of them and now so are you. And don't start looking around for hidden cameras or anything like that. Here, maybe this will help." She opened her mouth, pointed to her perfect pearly whites, then her canine teeth extended into sharp pointed fangs. "Jesus Christ!" Naked or not, she scrambled backward off the bed, rolling over backward and colliding with a nightstand, almost depositing a glass lamp onto her already damaged noggin. "Not exactly." She rolled her eyes when Shami

"Not you, sorry, I was looking elsewhere. You'll understand when you smell their fear. Please stay and meet the others. Arctic Wolf has travelled long and far." "So have I," said the small yellow wolf as he finished shifting to a dark-skinned man. "I originally came from Venezuela. I thought the gathering of wolves was a myth until I heard the call. It's fascinating to meet the other native tribes who live with the wolf. I am of the Wayuu," he said with a toothy smile. "I am of the Yupik," said the white Arctic Wolf, now also an Eskimo man. "Our matriarch sent me. What myth?"

a male spoke. "Tomorrow, I shall put a stop to him, once and for all," said Alpha Deucalion. "We shall fight against you!" the men said angrily. "And I too," I wanted to join him as well. Alpha Deucalion looked at me. "My people are being fooled by him and I want to prove to them that he is a werewolf," I told Alpha Deucalion as I raised the cloak in my hand the witch gave me that Bazaar is using to act as a human.

Nothing had ever made him imagine that she would have a special hatred for his kind. Anya kept quiet as her gaze rested on her friend. She understood that he was in a hot seat, but she couldn't do anything to help. "There's a reason why Aboriginals aren't called werewolves. They are servants!" Berdie exclaimed as she turned away from the window and began walking back to her audience.

Jake admitted, his voice carrying a mix of defiance and resentment. Greta's expression turned grave as she responded firmly, "You should be ashamed of yourself. The werewolf society of Nashville was founded by Blake's family. His ancestors led a group of werewolves and among them were my ancestors. They endured pieces of training and starvation to kill the desire to hunt for food like beasts. They believed we are humans cursed and that curse they convert into a blessing that we enjoy today as humans having powers. In their time, they were fiercely chased by humans who thought they are beasts.

Albert’s research was passed on to others to study, so they could continue to try to figure out what part of the change in DNA caused the healing and repair of bones, muscles, and tissues. The two original hiking couples procreated and lo and behold, a new species was born. Of course throughout time, werewolves moved, mated, and multiplied. Theories have risen throughout the wereanimal communities that the first shifters may have been Native American because that community embraces their connection to nature and are willing to nurture other sides of themselves. The rumors are also connected to the fact that every ‘seer’ known in the history of werewolves, was of Native American descent; lik

,she asked again , thinking that she had not heard him clearly. "Yeah, you know what a werewolf is?",asked Zane "Yeah of course I know what a werewolf is!",said Natalie nervously. "So...what are you?!"asked Zane smiling widely. "Yeah.umm..",said Natalie,"I am a werewolf" Utter happiness glowed in Zane's eyes and he said,"You serious?!" She nodded her head happily and said,"YES!" "HOLY APOLLO! How did you survive?! I thought I was the only one alive of my kind!",asked Zane

I can't just guess I can imagine, I can relate to not knowing you have this power you never knew about and for it to one day just appear as if out of thin air. "This one family turned into a pack or more like a cult, hell bend on killing all red wolves off." Maxwell continues, "they painted the red wolves in a evil light, calling impure, acts against nature, abominations. See, it was thought that red wolves are a hybrid of werewolves and whitches and that red wolves could perform spells," "Spells?" I echo Maxwell's word as it molds over in my head.