Scary Wolf Novels & Stories

Fear and disbelief gripped her as the wolf took a few steps back, preparing to pounce. Her scream echoed through the night, a desperate plea for mercy that seemed to get swallowed by the ominous darkness. A chilling realization gripped her heart — this could be her final night on earth. The massive wolf, eyes ablaze with a predatory glint, poised itself for the fatal strike. Every nerve in her body screamed, and time seemed to slow as she observed his powerful strides, each one bringing the inevitable closer. In the haunting depths of his eyes, she glimpsed the dance of death itself, an unrestrained force ready to consume her existence.

he says quietly. I find that odd. “And as for information… I’m Scar. I think I lost my ID and stuff when I was attacked,” he mutters. I nod sympathetically, still trying to understand the reason he doesn’t want us to tell the cops. Then suddenly my senses scream with adrenaline and alertness. I smell it before it even happens. Suddenly, the door bursts open. Splinters fly. Screams sound in the background. My senses roaring, I stand there and watch as a wolf, huge, monstrous, familiar, flanked by two other wolves, stands in the doorway.

his words sharp and edged with disbelief. Sarai’s heart raced as she dared to peek through the keyhole. Her breath caught in her throat, her sapphire eyes widening in horror. What she saw sent a chill down her spine—Hugo standing amidst the wreckage, his sea-green eyes locked on a monstrous figure she barely recognized. It was a wolf, but not just any wolf. This one had light brown fur with a black patch across its back, its amber eyes glowing with a cruel intensity. The creature stood beside another, darker figure—Malrik—his grin wide with satisfaction.

Alexander gasped once again as he put a hand to cover his mouth as shock reigned on his face. "You mean, when the White Wolf's in the London headquarter was . . . brutally killed while it was being lively broadcasted . . . around the world?" Ash just nodded in reply. He knew how horrible it was when they watched them on TV, that dreadful day. He could see himself wearing Alexnder face right now as shock, terror and horror filled them as they witnessed that horrible scenario.

Frank Kilburn, Alpha of the Vagas Moon Pack, fumed because for hours now his wolves tried to find some proof that he could use to push the Twilight Wolf Pack and their annoying leader out of a region before they discovered what he was doing. He needed the white wolf back, too.

Alex had only started teaching me, and in my human form since I didn’t want to shift into my wolf while on my period, the thought of free bleeding unpleasant. I knew exactly who this wolf was, recognized her scent. A sickness came over my entire body. I knew there was no way out of this. She tore her claws down the front of me with one paw, and then she pulled back her other paw. Before she had a chance to land her other paw on my body, I rolled away to the floor, knocking her over and crawling under the bed. She quickly regained her composure and dug her claws into my back legs, pulling me out from under the bed as if I weighed nothing. Just then, another wolf entered the bedroom, immediate

Because following the other in which things were run, Zafira was not supposed to be in the room and here she was asking the question that was on everyone’s lips. Melnyk answered her questions by saying “We are blessed in this lands, first people saw us as unlucky for our forefathers were cursed and they became werewolves but as soon as they realized the gift it came with, they became scared because we have the ability of a wolf and that of a human." Melnyk paused for a while and soon continued "An average wolf is said to be stronger, faster and smarter than the average Man, yet they attack us and we can’t fight back because of a mistake my great-grandparent did” He paused again like he was s

With that ugly face of someone who ate a lemon, he certainly won't be very successful in the town of the most boring and unbearably happy people in the world. - He matches you for that, the only two people in town who hate living! - she said, laughing at me. - Very funny Anna! - I threw a french fry at her - Oh my God... - she said, staring at me - What's wrong Anna? You're scaring me! - Look at me and don't look away! - she said with wide eyes I knew why, and hearing the voice made me sure of it - He's coming in, isn't he?

Karen couldn't believe all the changes in her life in such a short time. Less than three weeks ago she was day dreaming about a man she walked past on the street. Now she couldn't wait to be his mate and become a wolf. She watched her chocolate colored wolf running through the trees in his pursuit of a deer. She wondered if she'd be able to do it, chase after an animal and kill it. He had assured her that her wolf would take care of it for her. It would be a natural instinct. She still worried.

He paused, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of understanding. “I couldn't help but laugh, I guess either I'm hearing things or I'm not the only crazy one in the room.” Zayn stepped closer, his movements deliberate and careful, as if I might bolt at any moment. “You’re a wolf,” he said, his voice steady. “You always have been. You just didn’t know it yet.” I burst out in laughter once again, sharp and bitter, verging on hysteria. “You’re insane. This is insane.”