Quotes From American Werewolf In London นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She answered. “I know there’s still something you can do, Aurora. You don’t have much respect for the moon goddess to care about whatever she wants or what she has done. Just try, I know you well enough to know that you can still try.” My father said. I just knew they’ve known each other for a very long time. And I had a feeling that I knew Aurora too. The hallway was so quiet. Anyone who wanted to walk through it turned around as soon as they saw us standing there. It was just us there, but anyone around could still hear whatever it was we were discussing. Werewolves had incredibly sharp hearing ability for a reason.

Juliet didn't look any bit apologetic. " Did you underestimate us that much? That's stupid." I smiled. Vom chuckled darkly " Aren't you a little too cocky? The werewolf acted purely on instinct,I never ordered him to do anything. If I had ordered any atack on you, you'll all be dead." Jade chuckled " Look who's being cocky now." " Now that we are on the subject of attack and stuff like that. Why don't we discuss the reason behind you trying to murder my father?" I glared at him.

his wolf howled loudly as he called out to his mate but there was no response. His heartbeat raced and he looked around the wood but it’s like they were never there. ¶¶¶ Tory felt a grave headache before she could open her eyes. She opened her eyes and closed it immediately due to the light. She opened her eyes again and let it adjust to the light. She realized she was all alone in a cell and she stood up and shouted. “Who is there? Let me out.” No one was answering and she held the metal gate but she removed her hand as it burned her. “Shit”, she exclaimed. The metal was silver and silver was known to burn werewolves’ skin.

" The witch looked at Silas; he fell silent for a moment before finally nodding. Silas 's slit pupils locked onto the witch：“Do it.” The witch could only pick up the two silver probes once again. Witch then violently injected magic into the probe, breaking past the safe limit to stimulate my mind once again. Buzz— My mind instantly felt a stronger surge of electricity; the silver probes against my temples seemed to turn into silver bullets, shot directly into my mind from a hunter's gun barrel. My wolf began to convulse, lacking the strength to even wail, before going completely still.

Tears gathered in her malicious eyes. "Do you think I can't see through you? You like Elara, don't you? You can't hide your desires." "Is that so?" Dr. Walker smiled without concern. "Have you heard 'When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes back'?" Madeline leaned forward threateningly. "Pushing someone to despair won't help you either." Dr. Walker nodded. "My father said 'Don't corner a wolf into a dead end'." Madeline gritted her teeth. "Dr. Walker, you will regret this."

Aaron snorted, he drink his beer and talk to Zephyr, “I told you, there is no way that this lady will trust us. I mean, you freaking drug her and kidnapped her.” I gasped and even clapped my hand to Aaron, “Thank you, finally someone that talking with a sense.” Zephyr, even though there’s not much expression on his, I can feel his angered towards me and Aaron, “Well, if only you don’t want to run from us back then.” “Point taken, so tell me more about this werewolf thing.” I said to Zephyr, and then licking the spoon that was full of chocolate crumbs. The chocolate cake was so divine, I couldn’t help to lick the whole thing.

With a determined expression, he led Emily forward, their footsteps echoing in the quiet stillness. As they approached the altar, a figure emerged from the shadows, its form shifting from that of a human to a majestic, silver-furred werewolf. The creature's eyes gleamed with a mix of wisdom and ancient knowledge, a testament to its age and authority. It was the Alpha, the leader of the werewolf pack. The Alpha's voice carried a deep resonance, commanding attention as it spoke. "Welcome, Emily Harper and Adam Brentwood. You have ventured far, guided by your desire to uncover the truth. But be warned, for the truth can be a double-edged sword, revealing both light and darkness."

did my wolf claws didn't go deep enough? “ Now is not the time for guessing games, we need to get our Luna away from him,” my wolf said. With a smirk on his face, Alpha London goes “Told you, you can't kill me,” he gives that creepy laugh, my eyes go down to where he was holding Star and I can see blood running down her neck. “ that's an unfortunate situation because the next time I get you under my claws, I know now I have to rip your head off”

And beyond them, rows of journalists and photographers packed like vultures. Then I see it, The Alpha’s seat. It stands Empty and Waiting for its rightful occupant I hesitate for half a second. Then I walk up to it and sit. The room immediatly gasps and Not metaphorically. No they all Actually, literally gasp and Whispers erupt like sparks hitting dry grass. “She really did it—” “So the rumors were true—” “She’s actually sitting there—” A journalist stands up immediately. “Is it true ma'am,” he calls out loudly, “that Alpha Hector made you—a mere werewolf from the northern continent—the Alpha of this Lycan realm?”

my eyes skated over the words once more and I groaned, "you don't think..." He rounded me so he could hold my gaze, "From darkness is born light," he quoted, "you are darkness personified. One would think that you would find a sliver a light within you but I'm thinking, going by what's said in the end, that's not what they're talking about." "From wings of ruin," I murmured, absently reaching for my back. "From a child of the moon," Sylvain continued, "werewolves are called children of the moon. Zora calls me that."