Shadowhunters Werewolves Novels & Stories

“So Jones hired you to kill my entire pack.” I nodded. “Yes.” I didn’t elaborate. He had a smirk on his face. “Did he at least warn you? You know what we are, right?” I shrugged. “Werewolves. I’m a werewolf hunter.” “A pretty good one, from what I hear. No, my darling. We’re Lycans.” I must have looked doubtful because he snickered. “I’m surprised he didn’t tell you. I know he knows.”

she asked. Karen had so many questions, and I didn't know how to answer her. I wished I had the answers, especially now, but I didn't, and it kind of made me feel bad. I knew I had to explain things to her a bit. "The Hunter family are supernatural hunters. They are human beings with special abilities to locate and identify people like me. They also can match our skills and kill us. They are the most dreaded bloodline of all the supernatural hunters. It was all fair initially. The Hunters made sure everyone followed the rules, and no one cheated anyone. We saw them more like judges, juries and executioners. Whenever there were issues, the Hunters would solve them. They could tell when we wer

Rosh replied. "They can just come to the Kid's center." I replied. "They can not." he replied. "Why!?" I asked. "They can't control their shapeshifters power. We don't know when or where they can transform." Rosh replied. "Ahhhh, I see. Why did you agree to hire me?" I asked him. "Because you already know our secret and you need money." Rosh replied. "Are there any werewolves beside the twins?" I asked him out of curiosity.

Henry growled, his eyes flashing with fury as he shifted into his werewolf form. "Sia, now!" he roared, launching himself at the nearest hunter. His claws tore through flesh and bone, his rage fueled by the sight of his injured mate. Sia joined the fray, her movements a blur of fury and strength. She fought with everything she had, her claws and teeth ripping through the hunters' defenses. But the humans were prepared, their weapons designed to combat werewolves. Despite their ferocity, the sheer number of hunters began to overwhelm them. Henry fought valiantly, his mind focused on getting Elizabeth to safety. But a well-aimed silver bullet struck him in the side, sending him crashing to the

Silver moonlight pierced through the ancient oaks of Hampstead Heath, casting long shadows across my face as I tracked the hunters' movements. My newfound werewolf senses picked up their acrid scent - gun oil and silver, a deadly combination that made my stomach churn. Three months ago, I'd been nothing more than a corporate executive nursing a broken heart. Now, I stood at the edge of a centuries-old clearing, helping coordinate the defense of a werewolf pack against trained killers.

She said, “I think we need to settle things on both sides before we can be toghether.” I snorted, “Do you know who the hunters really are?? They’re cold blooded killers Aurora. They’ve murdered families, children and innocent mothers involved just because they come from a different bloodline than humans. They’re not people, they’re demons!.” “Well your kind isn’t too far off either!” She snapped back, “I’ve also been told stories Ash. The werewolves aren’t innocent!!” “All we ever did was protect ourselves!!” “They were also protecting themselves!!”

Xithara's POV I had been imprisoned for a week and during this time, I had been put through hell. The guard would come to whip and torture me everyday. Keith did the worst thing possible, he decided I didn't deserve to have a wolf so he took her away. They performed a ritual on me that not only hurt like hell but took away my wolf permanently so I wouldn't be able to rebel against their torture since I had been trained in combat.

“Yes.” “Have you heard about hunters in town, Waylon?” Shadow asked. Obviously, this wasn’t new to us. Hunters had been in every werewolf book, the folktales, and every pup bedtime story, but none of us had encountered one. And there was this legendary hunter that killed hundreds of our kind— the terrible thing was, he was also a werewolf. His aim was to end the spread of our species because he believed we were doomed. We were cursed. We were monsters.

To have a child as a werewolf, the fastest thing is one of two people or both were werewolves. And Katy works towards that. Right. Kevin is a werewolf. Not only that, but he's also a werewolf high level. Between werewolves, there will also be hierarchies. Kevin was born into a family of famous werewolves. He has a very pure and strong werewolf bloodline. Katy is just an ordinary girl. Are you a child living in a family? happy. Her childhood was filled with quarrels between two people who once

I asked. Abuelo looks at me seriously, “Diego really was a bastard and didn’t teach you or your siblings a damn thing.” He growled, but continued. “Hunters for werewolves are very dangerous. They are humans with special abilities to see who are wolves. They have an uncanny amount of strength that rivals our own. They are the worst predators for us because they have special abilities to seek us out and not be detected in the process.” Then Aiden adds, “Hunters are assholes. Even when they say they want to help, they really don’t and backstab everyone. They are definitely not allies.”