Neon Werewolf Adopt Me Novels & Stories

One night, as the moon hung low in the sky, casting its silvery glow through the window, Chloe stumbled upon a passage that spoke of a unique path—one that involved a merging of mortal and supernatural, a transformation that blurred the boundaries of both worlds. The revelation seized Chloe's attention. The text hinted at a process that allowed a mortal to become a werewolf—a creature of both realms, wielding the strength and resilience of the supernatural while retaining the essence of humanity. It was an ancient and risky ritual, but it offered a potential solution to the challenges Chloe faced. Her heart pounding with a mixture of trepidation and hope, Chloe shared her discovery with Jona

They needed someone who would stand up and speak for them. And what more? If being a werewolf could help me stand up to operations like this, fight for the victims, and save my future family with... Neil Morreti, of course, then I was willing to become a werewolf. "I have made up my mind." "I am Alpha Neil Morreti of the Castros pack. Being a werewolf and my mate means you will become the Luna of the pack. You will be loyal to the pack, and our wolves will bond as mates. Werewolves are often aggressive, and..." Neil hesitated, "and for your first shift, you may feel deep pains."

For now, she’d have to be the werewolf’s assistant. The End!

"That's up to you. You have a dormant werewolf nature, besides your witch nature. You get to choose which half you want to keep, the other half will be given up for good. But either way, your blood would no longer be able to heal all. But Damien… would be gone." I heard everything she had said, but only one part truly registered. "I'm a witch?" One of the two hooded figures who had been quiet the whole time groaned before taking off his hood. "Come on, girl, you have been reading minds and entering minds. You want to tell me you weren't aware of this?" "Well, I don’t know, something about being adopted must have left me in the dark about my roots and origin, and what all this has always been

I wanted to believe him but doubt still gnawed at me. "Tell me about my birth parents," I said instead, changing the subject. "You said we'd figure that out together." Ace's expression shifted, becoming more serious. "We will. I've already started looking into it." "Looking into what?" "Why the Riveras had you in the first place." He stood and pulled me up with him, leading me back toward the cabin. "See, werewolf adoption isn't common. Packs are tight knit, family oriented. If a pack member dies and leaves behind children, the pack takes them in. They don't give them to humans."

"It's already come to this, so I won't blame you. My parents and boyfriend both abandoned me. There's nothing left for me to hold on to in this world anyway. "But my newborn son is so small. I'm terrified for him. Melanie, you're the only one I can trust. Can you help me raise him?" The nurse began to sniffle while casting an accusing look at me. "It's so tragic. She's dying because of you. You're not going to be heartless and abandon her baby, are you?" Watching the two of them play their parts, I felt nothing but disgust. In my last life, I was already weak from blood loss, yet Helen bribed the nurse to guilt-trip me.

I imagined the side door of my house in my head. Unlike in the cabin, where I had pictured throwing it wide open, this time I opened the door slowly. 'Please come forward. Please. Please. Please wolf. Please introduce yourself to our Luna and Alpha.' I begged my wolf. I didn't want to disappoint my parents. I didn't want to embarrass our pack.

“The pack values every offspring. They won’t allow a pup to be lost forever.” He seemed serious, which was ridiculous. A werewolf? A pup? Perhaps he was insane. Perhaps he was a human trafficker or a cult criminal. Why else would he want to adopt someone like me? Someone with such a ‘criminal record?’ I tugged my arm free. “Before we go, I need to use the bathroom.” I couldn’t do this again. I couldn’t get mixed up with another family that only planned to use me in whatever ways they wanted. I made it only a few steps up the drive before Vincent caught me. His hand clamped onto my shoulder and he spun me back around. I tried to form another excuse, but before I could, he backhanded me.

What was this duo up to? Their house was beautifully decorated, but the colours were not the best. “How are you finding the place so far?” aunt Zora asked while we were eating. She turned to Zach whom she had strategically put next to her. Either she had great maternal instincts or she was so used to playing games and manipulating people. “Do you like it here, Zach?” “Yes, I want to see the werewolves,” he said, excitedly, making aunt Zora go pale. Bonnie gasped. “Emilia thinks there are many of them in this town. Werewolves are so cool.”

Unbeknownst to Kyle, it was just a temporary rule to seal his fate and someone else's. Drew Chen. The muscular, tall and handsome jet black haired and green eyed Werewolf and Witch. Drew smiled and walked towards his cousin Kyle. "It's been long since we saw each other. Why that look?" Drew said pouting his lips. "I know why you are here. What method do you guys want to use now to force me into getting married?" Kyle asked with a deadpan expression.