Native American Werewolf Novels & Stories

Emily and Adam traveled through untamed wilderness, seeking out individuals who held the key to dismantling the barriers of prejudice and fear. Their first stop brought them to a secluded cabin nestled deep within the woods. Here, they found an elderly woman named Agatha, a wise and revered member of the werewolf community. She possessed ancient knowledge and a deep understanding of the human heart. Agatha welcomed Emily and Adam with open arms, recognizing their shared purpose. Under the guidance of Agatha, Emily, and Adam learned about the forgotten history, the untold stories of werewolves and humans coexisting harmoniously in times long past. They discovered that fear and mistrust had gr

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

"He has a pretty rigid attitude. Extremely forthright. Very Sudann. His ties to the past and the traditional methods of doing things are very deep. There are stories whispered around campfires late at night that our people pass down about people who can change their appearance. "On the other hand, they aren't myths, are they?" "No, not completely. It is commonly held that a distant relative became the first true werewolf after being cursed by a witch for being responsible for the death of her pet wolf. The young warrior, furious and terrified of what he had become, went completely insane and began murdering everything that got in his way.

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.

“Are you… Smith?” Although there was a bit of speculation, Adam was still not too sure, a little hesitant to ask. When Smith saw Adam's appearance, he couldn't help but smile. “Yes, I am Smith. Furthermore, in my tribe, I'm not the only one who's a werewolf. All the wolves you met yesterday, including the king, we are all one. But they are different from me and you, they don't need the moonlight to transform into wolves. Of course, on the night of the full moon, our power becomes stronger. So, you don't have to panic."

"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?"

Junior asked me curiously. I gazed at him knowing if I should tell the truth I would be in danger. He and everyone would think I'm a witch and I would be burned alive. Bazaar believes werewolves were caused by witches somehow awakening a very dark vicious animal spirit to take over man's soul that's why a werewolf is able to shift within a human form. He believes that the evil spirits had managed to create more creatures like him in populating the world just like us humans and other animals. "You should be happy I fought hard to escape because I could have died!" I shouted at him hiding the truth that it was the blood-eye wolf who had saved me.

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.