Sexy Warewolf Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 32 LINK WARNING! EXTREMELY SPECIFIC AND DEFINED AS HELL !!!! SEXUAL !!!! CONTENT !!! HANDLE YOUR OWN EMOTIONS AND REACTIONS. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! JUST BEWARE! Werewolves are sex-driven maniacs, every chance that they get, they would take it and have sex with their mates. Especially those who have an Alpha’s blood running through their veins.

I lecture him. Jace thinks about my answer for a moment but finally buys it. "Yes, we werewolves can distinguish packs by their scent," he confirms. And then a glow appears on his face. "Rain is a gorgeous she-wolf. Small, slender, with a bunch of black hair hanging to her waist. Her eyes are more silver than gray, have a constant glow and can look deep into your soul." Perfectly described. The woman this man is talking about is one hundred percent my Saray. But I want to know more, Jace's comment about the pack maltreating her has my full attention. Under no circumstances do I want to put my friend in the hands of an abusive pack of wolves. I need to know the sticking points and if Saray wo

“It would have to be something like a Morrigan or a Succubus, maybe even Valkyrie, but definitely something with a feminine bias.” “Feminine? Why’s that?” Xavier raised an eyebrow in curiosity. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust George, the man had practically put one of the pack wolves back together after he’d run into a warlock’s silver-laced trap a couple months ago, so he obviously knew what he was doing, but he was curious as to the man’s reasoning.

Saphira and Amethyst were reportedly beaten and assaulted by Felix, who was the Alpha of the Shadow Knight Pack. They were blooded, bruised, and had broken bones. Both Saphira and Amethyst were starting to lose hope that Xavier and Hunter weren’t coming for them. That they were going to have to become mates with Felix and his wolf, Timber. Felix had already marked Saphira the last time he forced himself onto her. She was also coming into heat—the time where Saphira’s body wanted to get pregnant.

Now, for the first time, she could see that these werewolves were…well, fuck, the only word she could think of was attractive as well as different. They had a kind of blatant, raw sexuality, and they made no attempt to hide the fact they saw her as a sex object. It made Keanna uncomfortable, but she’d been warned to expect it. The buyers looked young—most maybe not out of their teens, so they had the strength and vitality of youth. Their skin was golden tan. Their hair color wasn’t just red, as she’d always thought, but ran the gamut from golden blond to a deep russet color. And they were big—muscular powerhouses who towered over her almost six feet by a good five or six inches. More than a

I heard Bazaar. I then know what the dark smoke was. It was wolfbane the substance they discovered to kill and weaken a wolf. The wolfsbane was now causing me difficulty breathing. My eyes run water and my vision became blurry still I didn't close my eyes. My eyes remained half-opened until I saw the dark dust that surrounded us slowly disappeared. When it did everyone within the wall was lying on the floor still and scared. It was not easy seeing them since my vision was still a bit blurry, but there was one image I could see clearly, and that was a white large werewolf that appears to be a she-wolf lying on the ground with a knife in its heart, covered in bright red blood. Bazaar walked ov

he asked with confusion. Katie Clyde grabbed her stomach "why did you make such a silly joke, how can you say you are a werewolf? do you know what you are even saying?" Pascal frowned and reposted "I am serious, I wasn't lying" Katie Clyde was momentarily shocked, she exhaled and then demanded "show me" Pascal looked hesitantly "are you sure?" Katie Clyde nodded "of course, I want to see your real wolf form" Pascal lowered his head, raising it, his eyes became beet red, his facial structure distorted, and his fangs started growing.

Terror suffused every nerve in their bodies. The cloaked figure bent and put the bottle on the ground, then he stood up, swaying awkwardly as he did. The smell of whiskey and raw seal blubber filled the air as he stepped up close, his putrid breath on her face as his empty hand grabbed her crotch, his fingers ramming up into her causing her to gasp and wince in pain. “I locked you safely in a den and kept you fed. All I asked in return was sex whenever and however I wanted it. You need to do nothing but submit to me! And you repay me by running away while I slept!” The fist that was holding the rod smacked her hard across the face. The cable pulled taught when her head snapped back, then loo

I was being an asshole and an idiot. Everything is fine between as when we are having sex. We click sexually unbeliavalbe well, almsot sacarily well. We click so well sexually that it almost doesn’t feel real. I’ve wanted someone for so long who enjoyed what I enjoyed in the bedroom. My kink is rough and you woudl think most she wolves were into rough sex, but most of them are basic as fuck. At least that’s what I've experienced. Amara is the perfect secret dirty girl. I mean it that she wolf gives meaning to the phrase it’s the quiet ones you have to look out for.

he rumbled a laugh. “Do you even know how to be serious?” I rolled my eyes. “How do we fix us? How did this happen?” He paused his chewing. “Honestly, Prissy Pants, I don’t know. I’ve never heard of this happening before in werewolf history.” I began to panic. “I don’t think I can live another day in this sex craved body,” I yelped. “There are so many naked photos of women on your bedroom wall that every time I look at them, the thing in your pants gets out of hand.”