Romance Novels With Werewolves Novels & Stories

The werewolf looked at the already cold Jenny, purposely sarcastically saying, "Are you the Human Race woman who married the predecessor of our tribe's leader? Call the cursed ugly wolf her husband, are you mentally disturbed?" "Well, you're all smelly of that ugly wolf, won't you bring a curse?" The werewolf finished speaking, making a panicked expression, as if she had the taste of a gray wolf that was a contagious virus. Jenny clenched her fists tightly, and a fierce fire of anger rose in her heart, burning her chest with pain, making her suffocated and unable to breathe. She knew werewolves didn't like gray wolves, but she hadn't expected them to hold such a grudge against Nick.

— His Claws On My Neck (c) 2020 by zavieda COMPLETED Total word count: 150k Genre: Romantasy Subgenre: Werewolf, office romance This book contains adult scenes that may not be suitable for young audiences. Reader's discretion is highly advised. Grammatical errors are also incurred throughout the book, but it is constantly being proofread and revised. Readers' understanding is deeply appreciated.

His hands lowered to her ass and squeezed, bringing her tightly against him. "Let's go." He murmured. "Before I lose control and take you right here." She giggled as he slipped an arm around her waist and led her away. ... Hello readers Another chapter coming up. PS: I have released a new book, a werewolf romance. If you love enemies to lovers trope, where the male lead and female lead hate each other but can't deny the attraction between them, then that book is for you. Title:Barbarian: Mated To The Savage Alpha.

Low, mournful, and chillingly close. Her heart raced as she sat up in bed, with the moonlight throwing ghostly shadows through the open window. Distance had always been her friend when it came to loving wolves. Still, there was something about this that felt so wrong. Like the howls weren’t just from animals. Like they were calling to something. She shook off the thought and barefooted toward the window. The back alley of the bookstore stretched into the thick forest beyond, its trees swayed like shadowy sentinels. Just as she was about to look away, two glowing amber eyes stared back at her from the trees.

This Queen is a blessing, and I will forever be grateful for her. If only I knew... I open the page to the table of contents and look at each chapter. It's a book about supernatural creatures, what they are, what they eat, how they act, and how they heal. I flip to the werewolf section of the book. Werewolves have one destine mate. It is said if they reject their mate for a chosen mate they will die. This is incorrect, they however will still feel the bond with their destine mate. They can mate with their chosen mate, but their children won't be as powerful as with their destine mate. Werewolves heal faster than any other creature except vampires. Wolfsbane depending on the amount can be dea

His eyes bulged from his inability to breathe and his clawed hands grabbed at Dante's arm but couldn't break free. His eyes shifted, irises changing from black to bright red. The werewolf's whimpers turned to howls as flames erupted across his skin and engulfed his body. The smell of burning flesh filled the alleyway as Dante released his grip, letting the burning creature collapse to the ground. “Fuck this.” The second werewolf broke away, turning to run toward the street. His movements were desperate, fueled by primal terror and fear for his life. With a gesture that seemed almost casual, he vanished again, only to materialize directly in the fleeing werewolf's path, cutting off his escape

Werewolves. Elizabeth cursed under her breath. She wasn’t ready for this but she had to fight them to get out of here safely with the child. She raised her hand, summoning black magic, a dark smoke swirled around her fingers, ready to strike anyone who wanted to dare her. Jennifer sighed. “You never learn.” She snapped her fingers and immediately the werewolves lunged. Elizabeth fought back, hurling magic at them. Bolts of dark energy shot through the air, but the wolves dodged. One grabbed her arm, another knocked her backward.

However, I do not have a timeframe for when I will be writing that one as of yet. My novel, "Ruined by my Bosses," is a CEO/Menage romance that is already live on the app with over 30k if you're looking for another book to read. I'm only writing one book at a time from now on, so it will be uploaded daily. I also have a completed quartet on the app that begins with, "Mated to the Alpha of the North," if you're looking for more werewolf romances. Each book focuses on one couple, but the story is interconnected and has wolves, bears, and dragon shifters.

"As I mentioned before, there were seven werewolf packs before Andrew and the Queen ruled together. Lycans are the strongest, essentially the royalties of our time. Elemental wolves are the offspring of a werewolf mating with a witch. Crescent wolves only shift when there's a full moon. Cursed wolves could have been normal shifters if it weren't for the fact that they lose self-control over their wolves during a full moon, red moon, or blue moon. Pack wolves, like your previous pack, live under the rules of an alpha. Rogues used to live together but without following the pack's rules. They don't follow an alpha and prefer to be individuals.

Their bond was a testament to the strength of their kind—passionate, intense, and unyielding. Jacob, on the other hand, had taken a different path. His dark hair and brooding demeanor often led others to underestimate him. But beneath that exterior lay a heart filled with loyalty and courage. It was during one of his solitary excursions into the woods that he encountered Lyra, a fierce and independent werewolf. Their worlds collided in a whirlwind of emotions, igniting a spark that neither had anticipated. The bond between a vampire and a werewolf was a rarity, fraught with challenges, yet their connection was undeniable. Jacob found himself torn between the expectations of his lineage and t