Series About Werewolves Novels & Stories

Sebastian says, sliding the laptop over to Atticus, who takes it and puts the memory stick in. After a moment, the large screen on the wall comes on and the laptop screen is mirrored on it, displaying the content of the memory stick, which are several labelled folders. Sebastian takes the laptop back when Zade sits forward. “Shall I?” Zade asks. Sebastian doesn’t reply but pushes the laptop over to him. Zade slides it closer before he opens the first file. “I’ll start with all the werewolves I know who have been killed. Most of them had never even shifted in their lives. But somehow the media has just brushed it under the rug and marked them as accidents or simply not bothered, declaring a l

Alpha Abel said as Adriana placed a kiss on his cheek before running off towards the sanctuary before he could do anything else "Bye, see you later" Adrian said before she disappeared into the sanctuary, Alpha Abel chuckled as he ran back to the pack meeting house for the meeting he was having with Carmen and the rest I'm about ten minutes. ****** He got to the meeting house just in time before Alpha Carmen got to the meeting. The meeting was about the current rise in rouge attacks in the werewolf kingdom, and it's getting bad each day As soon as Alpha Abel walked into the building, Alpha Carmen walked in also as everyone rose to welcome him.

She shot a glare at Andy, who immediately straightened up, suddenly wide awake. Isla’s heart raced at the mention of “Alpha and Luna.” She glanced at Liam, who was looking at Taylor with a mix of curiosity and concern. What could be so important that it warranted this gathering? Taylor took a deep breath, her gaze sweeping over the group. “I want to talk about the five werewolves in our history who lost their wolves under different circumstances. Many of you may have heard rumors about them, but I want to clarify that this isn’t just folklore. It’s backed by some scientific evidence, even if it’s anecdotal.”

Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against Sebastian but we weren’t buddies and we probably never will be because of all the shit that happened between us. His eyes shut down and his face contorts. I know what he is about to tell me is something horrible and I brace myself for what he is about to drop. “They’re not sure yet but they’ve got a whiff of a pattern.” He takes a deep breath. “They think what happened fifteen years ago is happening again…werewolves have started disappearing” “The fuck!” I growl, tension encasing my muscles. “How many?” “So far about eleven people have been reported missing in the past eight months” sadness sips into his voice.

"But I still don't know why you thought Jamie could help or what it all has to do with your interest in werewolves." Lia sighed again and took another sip of her wine. "You have no idea how hard it is to track people down when you don't know who they are or where they are. Some of the earliest stories of werewolves came from Romania. They called them varcolac, and the stories became family folktales passed down from generation to generation." "But - "

Unfortunately, It's apparent that during my summer vacation, I will live in the very place that has impacted my life more than words could fathom alone. The dream... the reality of what occurred one fateful night many years ago is bound to become a reality again, but there is nothing I can do besides cross my fingers and hope for the best. Hoping that night was really a dream, after all. The night where it all began. The night when I was attacked by a monster... The night I was attacked by a man shifting werewolf. With my legs snuggled against my chest and arms wrapped around them securely, I yawn for a bit then tilt my body closer to the window, wincing at the slight pinch of pain that pull

Chapter 22 Open Arms I get it. For some how. Grimson is a home for the different creatures of the nigh they call; werewolf. It's all clear in my side. So clear since it all puzzed in my mind and I finally clarified that the signs I've been getting since last week we're all connected to the main point. Werewolves... Werewolf! Why of all creatures?! Why werewolves?! And the worst part, I am one of them!

“Anyway, so yeah, the two are related in the sense we both have the moon as our source, or rather, center of magic. I'll let John explain more about that one, but it all started with certain families who were given that ‘blessing’. As I mentioned earlier, many believe that it was done so by the entity that many call the Moon Goddess. And by many, I mean the vampires, mostly. And some of the werewolves.” “And they say, and by ‘they’, I mean the vampires, that when she made both them and werewolves, she then designated the vampires as the ones she would be directly linked to. And for this reason, a lot of us think that we’re more superior than the werewolves in every sense of the word. It soon

That day he became a werewolf. Little did he know that his new-found power would not shield him from the troubles to come, rather they would put him at the center of everything. The Idols knew that a war was coming unlike any war that had ever been fought. Hence, they created an army unlike any army that had ever been created: Strength- the iron werewolf… Chapter 4. 40 YEARS AGO. Samson came into the Loveland kingdom from the northern nomadic tribes. He came as a simple scholar in search of knowledge.

Spells that were meant to identify who belonged in there, and who was not welcomed. A human wouldn’t feel it, but would be swayed and controlled by it. A human would take one look at the crazily Harvard appearance of Lakewood and make a u-turn immediately, not wanting to spend another second close to it, without even realizing what was happening. A werewolf would not feel it, but would smell it, and easily see what actually lay before them. But if the spells do not still agree with the werewolf, it would still turn them away.