Neon Werewolf Adopt Me Novels & Stories

"The greatest evil unknowingly resided in the womb of the greatest good ever known alive. Until that day. The darkness in her, choked away every light of hope and happiness from her eyes. " - Book 3 - The Annihilation 6 months later, The Werewolf Castle 11:59 pm

Uncle Bob warned him. Myrtle gasped as she went beside him. “D-Don’t tell me… You are thinking that Uncle…” Myrtle worriedly interjected. Uncle Bob looked at her. “We have no other choice. That is the only thing that could save her life, Myrtle.” Uncle Bob replied – before looking at me. He stared at me dangerously. “You must decide on this, Hunter. You need to be in that ritual. You need to bite her… and make her a werewolf.”

"I thought I was their real son. They never told me I was a werewolf. I knew they were vampires but I always thought I was a late vampire. When my 16th birthday came along, I turned into my wolf, Gage. They told me about you guys. They told me how you didn't want to leave me. They even told me about Uncle Parker." "I loved living with them. They treated me like I was their son, brother. I had a perfect life and it became more perfect when I met you guys." Okay, we weren't fully lying when we told them that. Sure our lives first went downhill after Uncle Steven died but it sort of became perfect when we met our family. "Though I just have one question Mom?" We turn to her, looking her up and

Now she had two big tasks that she must complete. "She was reported missing because she was sold by two werewolves before," said the resident. “One of them is her lover who lives in Telores. Oh, I thought you were dead, Amora." His gaze was directed at Amora. “Your adoptive parents are looking for you desperately.” "Then do you know where my adoptive parent’s house is?" asked Amora in a hurry. The resident and several other residents pointed to a simple house not far from them. Flower pots were lined up but the plants had withered and died. The house was quite dirty and looked a bit abandoned.

The Silvermoon pack members watched as each neotide shape-shifted into their wolves form, their fur was the same color as each of their actual hair, for instance, a neotide with a brown hair would have a brown fur when it shape-shifts. Before anyone could say jack, the neotides and the werewolves had clashed into each other, Sloan one of the Silvermoon warrior wolves gave a loud howl when a neotide dug into his neck but Devin hurriedly turned to him and pushed his fangs into the neotide's neck, pushing it off Sloan whose wolf nudged Devin grateful then jumped off to another enemy.

There is no way she didn’t know and still kept giving me wolfsbane from the moment I turned thirteen. I confronted my mother and she accepted the truth in resignation. With a deep and regretful sigh she told me that my father was not fit to have kids and hence, they decided to adopt a child from an orphanage. When they adopted me, they didn’t have any idea that I was a werewolf. Someone left me at the hospital and my mother just loved me at first glance and was adamant about adopting me. She also added that slowly I started showing signs of being a werewolf.

Ashina didn't make a sound but wait patiently until the wolf was out of her sights before walking to the room to sleep and forget everything that must have happened today. ******* Neon went home that night only to be called by his friend (Finn) who was his colleagues at the public hospital where he works. Neon got a called from Finn that an injury two guys was taken to the hospital but he couldn't identify what was wrong with the victims since the woman who took them to the hospital wasn't there when Such thing happened to them. On reaching there, neon quickly identify that the attacks was from a werewolf like him. He was scared on seeing the patient who was injured and just by looking at th

"If it weren't for the fact that you watched my mate and didn't miss where she was, I would have torn down the tree and brought you down with it." Neon took a huge bite from an apple he was holding. Juice trickled down his jaw, and he wiped it with the back of his hand. Loosing balance, he fell off the tree, falling into Ashford's open arms. "When did you become so clumsy?" Ashford asked him. "Maybe when I stayed in a werewolf clan for a long time and ate their food too." Neon answered. "Get off my arm." Ashford half-yelled. Neon jumped away from Ashford's arm and muttered, Sorry. His gaze stayed on the building where Luna was.

His mouth curves into a small smile before saying, “I’m really sorry, Nikki.” I stand up and pull him into one of my tight hugs. “Please don’t hide anything else from me.” “We promise.” On the way home, Chris mentioned that he’s taking a break from work to properly educate me on the basics of living as a werewolf. Valerie assured me that there are only a few points to take note of, and the most important rule to uphold when being around humans is to not show our werewolf side. They also reminded me that I’ll be having a birthday celebration at home and the entire pack is invited. They also sent invitations to the Alpha, Luna from the Midnight Moon—which is the pack Leandre’s going to inherit

I had been small for her age, and the other wolf pups had excluded me from their games. When the others rejected me, I would create elaborate territory maps in the dirt or speak to the forest creatures. There had been one young wolf who always sought my company. He called himself Dominic, son of the neighboring alpha. He taught me to write his name in the ancient wolf runes and showed me how to create clever traps to catch rabbits without harming them. I had found his name difficult to pronounce with her young wolf's tongue, so I had called him Dom. "I never saw you after that summer," Dominic said with lingering sadness in his voice.