Sexy Wolfman Novels & Stories

The red chakra, the life force of the werewolves, surged through their veins, turning them into monstrous behemoths. The members of the Supreme God Destroyer watched in astonishment as the two alpheno werewolves transformed before their very eyes. They had never witnessed such a sight, the true form of the alpheno werewolf, a creature of immense power and untamed fury. Mary Jane and Alfred, now consumed by the power of the supreme god, lost control of their actions. They lashed out at everything in their sight, friend and foe alike. Their claws tore through flesh, their fangs ripped into skin, and their howls echoed through the ravaged battlefield.

As he rasped out, Sarah wobbled and slipped effortlessly back on the floor, ''Where is he?! Where is your damn Tiger?!” ''I'm right here!” Came back the echo behind him. Everyone froze. The panting Sarah raised her head. A tall man, dressed in a black shirt, sleeves rolled up to the elbow, a khaki jeans tugged in a pair of black ankle boot. A scarf secured around his face, masking his identity and the long hair was down covering his eyebrows. Only his eyes were apparent, a grey glittering piercing eyes, the eyes of a wolf!

He rips his shirt off and fur sprouts out everywhere and his blue eyes turn into an orange-yellow amber color. He howls at the moon and his fur stands out in all directions. I gasp at how tall he has become, he is both terrifying and beautiful to behold, like a wonderful statue. A rock by my feet falls and the sound causes Aiden's werewolf ears to go flat and he sniffs the air. He finds me within seconds and scratches my arms. He holds my body above the ocean cliffs.

Without hesitation, Alex's protective instincts kicked in. The sight of an innocent life in danger reignited his strength. He could see the intention to shoot in the men's eyes. With a burst of speed and power, he rushed forward, determined to save her. The scene erupted into chaos as Alex threw himself into the fray, With a roar, Alex lashed out, his claws raking across the concrete pillars, leaving deep gashes. He smashed car windows and hurled debris, each act of destruction, his primal fury unleashed once more. The men were caught off guard, their bullets missing their mark as Alex moved with supernatural agility. He fought with a ferocity that only a werewolf could muster, his red-shot

Jaxon clenches his teeth, venom leaking from his sharp fangs as he fucks into me with punishing thrusts of his hips, each one driving so deep I feel him push into my cervix again, causing a dull, delicious ache that makes my toes curl. The couch creaks under the force and I freeze for a sec, scared that Johnny and Vee are watching. I look to see they're fucking doggy style, murmuring dirty words and totally lost in the messy sex. Jaxon growls and grabs my neck to pull my gaze back to him. His chest swells higher as he keeps fucking me, his face and body covered in thick hair, his eyes exactly like a wolf’s—an Alpha’s. And his scent, fuck his scent is drugging me, it's so different from a hum

His body was covered in wounds, but his eyes shone brightly with an unyielding spirit. Selene fixed her gaze on him and asked Rex, "Who is that?" Rex replied, "He's a wolfman I caught in the mountains a few days ago. Some people are betting on him losing, but he's tough. He's been fighting that beast for two days, and he still hasn't fallen."

Her pendant—two wolfsbane branches circling opposed helms—snapped and skittered across the gravel, spinning to a stop in a coppery smear. They dragged. She changed. The growl rose first—wet, subterranean—before the body followed. Bones unzipped and reset; sinew braided and surged; fur erupted through skin. In a breath, where Sara had been, a towering brown werewolf stood, eyes molten gold. Her left arm tore free. The blond didn’t even scream as her claws opened him face to gut, a red curtain dropping in one stroke. “The—fuck—RUN!” the big one choked. Three bolted, boots collapsing into slapstick panic. She didn’t chase.

He crouched behind a concrete pillar, unshaven and wrecked. The elevator chimed. The doors slid open. Selene stepped out wearing an expensive fur coat he'd never seen before, looking radiant. She was arm-in-arm with a balding, pot-bellied human businessman dripping in gold chains. The fat man squeezed Selene's waist and laughed. "Baby, that werewolf ex-boyfriend of yours is a complete idiot. Getting wrecked by a woman like that—what business does he have calling himself an Alpha?" Selene leaned against the man's shoulder, laughing delightedly.

"From what I have noticed, you have every power to decide on what you want to do inside this room." "Of course, I do! But it would be mannerless to start making decisions in another man's roof." "Show yourself," Blackwheel said, trying to avoid getting into an unfruitful argument with Woman. "With pleasure! I am going to do as you have instructed me," Woman said. Blackwheel watched as Woman appeared from the ceiling, walking slowly and carefully as she transformed from a werewolf into a human. Her blonde hair was long and curly, and danced around her back as she moved closer to him.