Scary Godmother Werewolf Novels & Stories

“The Great War? What the fuck is that?” She continued without blinking. “A hundred years ago, the wolf people's greatest enemy returned. The stories say the MoonGoddess—some call her the Blessed Luna—and her fated mate, the Alpha King, sealed away a creature older than time. A creature with no form. It doesn't kill with claws or teeth. It possesses.” My breath hitched. “Possesses... like the black fog,” I whispered. Her face darkened. “Exactly. A seeping, shape-shifting mass of malice. It feeds on hatred, anger, regret… all the things you bury deep. It turns wolves into monsters. Only a few are born able to see it. Even fewer can cleanse it.”

"The moment he appears, Damon must have to bite him immediately. A bite from a gold-furred werewolf is a temporary neutralizer of the collector's power" She looks at Damon and Catherine "The moon goddess is a lover of good things," she said with the tiniest of grins playing at the corner of her mouth. Just then Damon gave a loud terrifying scream

She was not interested in the reason for incompetence. - The alpha of this pack is different. Our magic is not working on her. None of our spells could harm her. - Megan said it in a single breath. Mother looked at her, raising a brow, then burst into laughter. - Some stupid Alpha defeated you? I thought you were an elite of warriors, unstoppable. - This Alpha is a she-wolf. - Martha said quickly. -She can be a Moon Goddess itself. No werewolf can stand a chance against magic. Even the weak like yours. - Mother told them, still laughing.

She asked Athalia to move over so that she could see what is happening, they are standing right under the vent. Sybil is face to face with Kala, Solana looked at them clearly, of course, she can hear what they are talking about but she just cannot peek, Sybil- her mother, is a werewolf as well, much more, she is the greatest Alpha there is. Solana knows that her mother will notice it if someone is trying to pry at what she and Kala are talking about.

I asked with narrowed eyes. “Of course!” She replied with a slightly displeased expression on her face. “I know what a werewolf looks like y'know.” She said. “I am sorry if you feel offended by my doubt but being able to transform at the young age of seven is simply unheard of.” I said with a sigh escaping my lips. “That might be true but I knew what happened to me so I am telling you right now, that I did learn how to control my wolf powers at the age of seven.” She said with a confident look.

She wondered why she didn’t ask for that Gabriels reasoning for killing his friend. As she walked, Scarlette suddenly heard a rustling in the bushes. She turned to see a pair of glowing green eyes staring back at her. Her heart skipped a beat as she recognized the creature – a werewolf. Scarlette had never faced a werewolf before, but she knew that they were known for their viciousness and cunning. She tried to back away slowly, but the werewolf lunged at her, its razor-sharp claws aimed at her throat. Scarlette's instincts kicked in, and she summoned all the power she had to defend herself. She lifted her hand and a bolt of lightning shot out, striking the werewolf and sending it flying bac

No, I had not heard of the moon goddess. A sad expression passed briefly over her beautiful face, as if she felt disappointment that there was not a greater knowledge of her presence, before she began to talk. A voice so soothing it was enthralling… “I am the creator of the wolves you find yourself among. The mother of werewolves.” Her words were soft and unthreatening, but they left me shivering. “You seem to fear my children, I feel…” her words faltered, as she reached out, and stroked back a strand of my hair. My hands began to tremble at the contact as she did. Who is this woman? And what does she want from me? Her theory of being the moon goddess could not be true, could it? Or if it is

As she spat the vile words, I could see a smile stretching across Scar's face. Her mother had no idea that not only was she a silver werewolf, she was also a powerful warlock. She had an element of surprise, and that in a battle field worked wonders. The problem was that she was outnumbered; if she could somehow bypass her mother's magic, Astra couldn't. "Thank you, Thiery; you will make a perfect beta." She faked a smile as she beckoned Silas over.

"Saw you kissing Dylan Ineroy. You seemed to be having the time of life. Have you already forgotten about your friend Liana?" "Are you stalking me?" Wide eyed, she looked out of the window. "Where is Lia?" "I know where Liana is and can help you get her back, if you want." "Please," she begged. "I really need to find her." "I have a proposal." He offered. "I'll do anything for my best friend." "I'm glad to hear that," the caller said. "I want you to kill Cole, the doctor's son." "Why would I do something like that?" Gina said. "Unlike you, I'm no murderer."

"Mama always said the gardens help with big decisions." I turned to find Elena approaching, her expression soft with the understanding of someone who'd faced similar choices. "Did you go through this ceremony?" I asked, my voice hollow with the weight of impossible decisions. "No. I was born in a pack and I’m a werewolf Lora." She sat on the stone bench beside me with the graceful movements of someone completely at home in her own skin. "But I watched my human cousin go through it and she survived." "And the ones who didn't survive?"