Purple Werewolf Novels & Stories

I asked, finding it hard to believe. "Yeah, because I am one." Derek told an unbelievable truth... "No! You're a human like myself." Ilet go of my wooden spoon... "Really? Then tell me what happened last night was ordinary.". He left me to answer, but when I couldn't give any response, he continued, "Sarah, I am a Werewolf, but I am cursed, and I need an antidote to cure me from losing myself.". . He looked at Justin with a sad counterance. I wasn't understanding anything, and so I asked, "What curse? And what was the ritual for?".I asked him another question...

Her hair elongated, changing from its black color into a very dark shade of purple, and she opened her eyes, revealing its bright purple color. This was her own version of the half-way transformation of the werewolves. She roared loudly, revealing her blood-thirsty fangs, and bright purple flames enveloped her entire body and shot into the sky. She then launched toward the large group of artificials, and they came at her from random directions.

His ears flattened, and a low, earth-shaking snarl erupted from his throat. From the darkness beyond the ancient oaks, a different pair of eyes emerged. These weren't gold. They were the color of a fresh wound—a jagged, pulsing red. The red-eyed wolf was smaller than Zayden but leaner, scarred, and radiating a malice that made the very trees seem to recoil. Behind him, a dozen more shadows shifted. A pack. A hungry, vengeful pack. Zayden stepped in front of Kaelira, his hackles rising, a wall of midnight muscle shielding her from the crimson gaze.

Perhaps this coming blood moon would be the time it will show up again. I took my phone on the glass table fronting the couch and tried to look at the time, but I went to open the front camera to look at myself to see if my eyes changed in color as my mate observed. I squinted my eyes and looked at it closer and gasped, "Wow! It really is purple." What I have read and heard people tell me is that the only purple-eyed werewolf is the one who has the soul of the rightful ruler. I guess everything makes sense to me now. I really am that one.

Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tonga

Her long blond hair was wild all over her and some stray strands stuck to her face in sweaty patches. The werewolf started to circle around her, slow purposely strolls. It's huge black eyes was staring down at her as it moved around, assessing her. It looked like it was performing some kind of ritual. The werewolf was huge with black brown fur and from the light coming from the moon behind it, it looked menacing. It's eyes were deep and dark and a scar ran from it's eyebrow to the corner of its eyes.

I was just trying to win sometime, hoping that Luther would notice that I was missing, and he would rescue me. “It’s not the same case when it comes to werewolves. Your power is defined by your rank, and you receive your rank by birth. The only way to have a higher rank is by killing someone who has a higher rank than you." "As much as I want to have this cultural exchange with you. I'm afraid that you need to see my gifts, after that, you showed me yours." The moment he spoke, his eyes terrifyingly changed to purple, it was something like lightning. It was lightning that showed up from his hands. As if it's not weird enough.

The teeth were so sharp they cut through her skin as easy as cutting through soft butter. "Stop him! He's biting her!" Simon shouted. Helia held up her palm to silence him. Marie knew her brother would never hurt Ana. But now that he was a wolf she didn't know what to expect. The wolves were a supernatural creature she knew nothing about. When the wolf removed its canines something amazing began to happen. Where he had bitten her, a glow began to spread under her skin. It was a soft beautiful glow; the color of a setting sun, the color of life. The hue made her skin transparent and you could actually see the veins and muscles beneath the surface. The light then glided down surrounding the gu

She was supposed to be unconscious! The girl's eyes glow a golden hue as she stares at Gee menacingly. She suddenly shifts into her white wolf and starts attacking the other two werewolves, her fangs sinking deep into their flesh. Blood stains the ground as one of the werewolves' limbs' is severed and the other's eyes are clawed. "SHIT!" the other one curses. "What are you standing there for?! Help us sedate the woman!" Gee yells at the vampires. "HOW?"

The Red Moon Pack is one of the largest packs in the country. But of all the packs in the world, none have ever been gifted the Blue Wolf. Thousands of years ago, a man was blessed with the spirit of the legendary Blue Wolf, Aamon—the very first werewolf to ever exist. The name did not signify control over fire or water, nor did it grant him the ability to wield elements with his hands. Instead, his wolf form was unlike any other. His fur, streaked with brilliant flecks of blue, radiated both beauty and strength.