Romance Werewolf Manga Novels & Stories

The darkness faded, and everything returned in vivid clarity. *** The first image appeared slowly, like ink blossoming across a blank page. I saw a small house, a warm room bathed in golden light, filled with the love of a couple that defied fate itself. A woman—a werewolf—lay on a small bed, her breaths coming out labored, having just given birth. And beside her was her mate, a Lycan, holding her hand, eyes filled with gratitude and love. He kissed her cheek and spoke in a gentle, soothing voice. I recognized them instantly. Mother. Father.

If I was going to be locked into this room, I was going to at least relax while I had the chance. The book was blood red in color, and had a thick black script on the front that read Scarlett and the Wolf King. I sifted through the thin pages, reading small snippets of the long paragraphs. It seemed to be a romance novel between a human girl, and an alpha of a wolf pack. I laughed quietly to myself; everyone knew that werewolves only mated with each other. They had some sort of higher power that led them to their soul mate or something like that. I had actually met a werewolf briefly when I was a small child. He was not what you would have expected; thinking of how fairytales talked about t

Maya and Vishous were madly in love with each other. Mostly because of the satisfaction they received from their various s*x adventures. Both of them were werewolves. Maya was a beautiful nineteen year old girl, turning twenty in a week. She was going to find her mate then. Everyone in werewolf world was supposed to find their mate once they were twenty years old. Maya was a little shy but adventurous when it came to sex. She was is personal s*x doll. A toy that he could lick and f**k however and whenever he wanted and she would still beg him for more.

The wolf lowered its head, licking Katy's smooth neck with its long thorny tongue. She tilted her head to the side for the wolf to enjoy. Her heart beats very fast. She is not someone professionally trained to handle the “wake up” period province" of the werewolf. She had never had sex before. Terrible when he was first faced with his full wolf transformation werewolves.

Damon's barely holding in the laughter, despite the seriousness of the situation. Has he forgotten, or is he just trying to ignore the fact that this guard almost had his cruel way with me a few minutes ago? I gulp once the beast's eyes focus on me, and he shakes his head. Damon gasps and quickly sits down next to me, leaning closer to whisper: "This is Silas, Nero's wolf, and he wants you to watch, so no matter how disturbing the scene gets, keep watching. Don't, I repeat, don't defy a pureblood Alpha."

You'll understand this more as you read the book! In addition, I only use the term 'werewolf' in this story but they are not the traditional lore that is 'cursed' or a 'beast'. They are more of shifters, like of lycans who can control their transformations from humans to wolves or vice versa. To put it simply, they are like the 'wolves' of Twilight with special gifts so I call them werewolves in this book. Thank you and enjoy reading!

I can now proceed with my plans and scheme to make Debra fall in love with me. Soon we will be in a city. I m sure Debra will not let me out of her sight as she is completely new to the human world. This is the best time to get my plan into action. Debra was busy crying in my arms and I was busy in thoughts to destroy her and her kind. A Vampire can never fall in love with a werewolf Debra. You may love me as a human but you will never get my part of love. I will entirely break you down and your family and get you all on my knee. You guys were too naive to compete with us.

Jasper retorted. "Was he from the other pack?" This time, mum dragged her gaze at me. I know she will not stop until getting any from me. This time, I know she will be more strict and informative when it comes to the man of my life, especially when it's the two of us left now. However, Jasper simply ascended the tip of his shoulders when all he knew was that we, werewolves, are of the same kind. Monsters under the full moon. "Don't worry, mum. There's no chance that we'd be together with this man. I know nothing about him. And I'm not gonna mate someone I barely know." To end this nonsense conversation, I dragged Jasper to the dining area, leaving mum alone in the room.

With a brutal swipe of its claws, the larger wolf sent the rogue sprawling across the ground, its body leaving a trail of blood. The rogue scrambled to get up, but the larger wolf was relentless, delivering a crushing blow that sent the rogue skidding backward. The rogue’s growls turned into whimpers, its body trembling in fear as it attempted to retreat. With one last defiant snarl, the rogue wolf turned and bolted, disappearing into the shadows from which it had come. Lily's eyes widened in disbelief as the wolf's form began to shrink, its powerful limbs retracting. She stepped back slightly, feeling the earth beneath her feet as the wolf shrank, revealing not just a man, but someone she k

I can smell it. It’s strange that she isn’t lashing out her magic at me, but I’m grateful for it. I have no defense against magic, and if I go back to my pack with magic-inflicted wounds, there’ll be a barrage of questions I’m in no mood to answer. The rift between Werewolves and the magical folk is wider than ever at the moment. “I’m going to take my jacket off and give it to you. Seems like you need it more than I do.”