Online Werewolf Stories Novels & Stories

Werewolf. Hundreds of results. Stories. Legends. Murders. News articles. Witchcraft. Pack rituals. None of it helped. All it did was make my stomach twist. Then I remembered the old Anti-Werewolf Club group chat. I hadn’t checked it in forever. I scrolled through it now. Half-jokes. Some angry rants. A few links that looked promising. "Signs you're being turned." "How to test your humanity." "Known cures (none verified)." My breath caught at that last one. I opened the link.

One more AT LEAST, and realistically why not a whole litter? My loins throbbed in ardent approval of this idea. More babies, yes, more please! One was hardly enough. I thought of my dream where Red had given me multiple babies and even while I was already pregnant I was begging for him to put another in me… I had heard of this happening among werewolves. Not traditional twins, but multiple babies at once, sometimes even from separate fathers. I had heard of one she-wolf who had given birth to triplets, but each had a different sire.

Lila’s Pov I knew everyone told me to stay home tonight but I went anyway. The full-moon gathering happened once a year in the big clearing deep in the forest and all the unmated wolves had to show up or face punishment. I was twenty now and still unmated because I refused every Alpha who tried to court me. I took suppressants every day to keep my heat away and I thought that would be enough to let me stand there without trouble. I wanted to prove the old laws were wrong. No one should be forced to pair just because of some stupid tradition.

‘She is the first and only who saw them’ I responded, gulping down the part of Willow, doesn’t need to bombard him with blowing things happened in the pack in matter of couple of weeks. ‘You’re white wolf, right?’ after a moment of pause he asked and we both nodded. He is old, maybe he knew something about white wolf. ‘White wolves are very powerful its just that they have to know about their powers and how to use them’ I and Lilith’s eyes connected, it was the biggest issue for us to solve other than rogues and witches but we’re getting no help from anywhere. ‘Do you know about them and their powers?’ I asked hopefully and he shook his head and then groaned; I was startled.

Later, after I'd shifted back and put on clothes (at Elowen's insistence), we sat together in the living room while Rowan typed furiously on her laptop. "Werewolves," she muttered. "Werewolf lore. Werewolf origins." "You're not going to find anything useful on G****e," Elowen said. "You'd be surprised what you can find on G****e at 2 AM with the right search terms." Rowan's fingers flew across the keys. "Okay, so most of this is garbage. Hollywood stuff, horror movie crap. But there's some older folklore that's interesting."

"How am I supposed to learn about werewolves? It is not like there is a handbook." I pulled out my phone. Started searching. Typed in supernatural creatures, Brooklyn. A bunch of conspiracy theory websites popped up. Most of them looked insane. But one caught my eye. A forum dedicated to documenting supernatural activity in the city. It had sections on werewolves, vampires, witches, and all sorts of things. I clicked on the werewolf section. Started reading. Pack hierarchies. Mate bonds. Rogue wolves. Territorial disputes. If even half of this was true then Dora was in way over her head.

“Yeah, I figured you’d be a little stunned—maybe even a lot confused. So, how about you let me tell the whole story first? Then you can decide whether to bolt for the hills or stay for the all-you-can-eat full moon special.” “You know, werewolves come in many kinds,” he began, his tone dropping into something almost conspiratorial. “But I’m going to tell you about my pack. We… do things differently. Our traditions aren’t like the others.” He lifted his hand slowly, revealing a strange familiar mark etched into his skin. “Let’s start with this.”

Shayla's voice faltered, the confidence draining from her words. "The men you killed so far were human. Rich, powerful men perhaps, but blinded by lust. Ronan is the strongest alpha wolf we know. And he's raising four nephews to be just as ruthless and controlling as he is. Fooling or manipulating him is a game you won't survive losing." Shayla swallowed hard, raising her hand to her hair. Her fingers trembled slightly as she found the jeweled hairpin nestled in her dark hair. Camille wondered if the pin concealed some kind of poison. Wolfsbane would barely scratch Ronan, let alone weaken him. She strained her ears, trying to catch the she-wolf's very hushed whisper.

WEREWOLF IN THE SHADOW (A VEAWOLF AND A WEREWOLF STORY) CHAPTER 4️⃣ *Love Me* "Where have you been?"Amber Balcoins asked Mara. She sat waiting patiently for Mara. It is already a new day and unless you are a twilight vampire, you are not allowed to stay under the sun. The family of Balcoin aren't twilight vampires. "We had a game yesterday, I somehow got lost."Mara explained. "Wow, you even have the guts to lie to me?. Katherine was also in the game. She came back yesterday night. You still haven't told where you were last night"Amber said softly but in a harsh tone.

A long time ago, a story about werewolf and vampires resounded in various human stronghold. A legend that every humans would never forget in their life, some of the children walking on the street was afraid of darkness, thinking that vampires lurk there waiting for ambush. They are also afraid to go out and have activities in the forest afraid to be abducted by crazy werewolves. It was how they tell stories, depicting a certain species into that of malicious and brutal beings. Some people thought that it was exaggerated and that they didn't exist at all. Scholars also give their piece, stating that vampires and werewolves were humans too, they just awakened the potential hidden in their bodi