Shadowhunters Werewolves Novels & Stories

"You know I didn't call you here to chat." My hands clasped together on my lap, keeping my legs tightly closed as I inhaled deeply. "I figured." "The hunters are in a mess right now,” he said. “Their eyes won’t be with me for now.” I looked him in the eyes. Hunters have been living and blending with the Mafia. They called themselves assassins but in actual they were not, they just blend to hide their true goal. And lately, their scent has become too obvious to the werewolves. So the werewolves finally waved a war against them? As I’m aware, female wolves were their target, probably to stop wolves from reproducing. And as far as I’m concerned. I was the last of those she-wolves. My mom made s

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

She stared at her brother for a good few seconds processing the information he’d just given her. “Werewolves, as in shapeshifters?” She’d read enough fantasy novels to know what werewolves were, but she couldn’t fathom that they were real. “It’s a lot to take in, but yes, shapeshifters do exist.” Digesting the information, Star nodded. “Okay, what about them?” Once again the three men across from her shared a look before her fathers answered. “To the world, we are known as a security detail. The truth is, we are Hunters.” It took a moment of confusion before it all clicked into place.

It was a new sight to them, and I could tell that they did not want to approach it. The wolves circled around the shield, and I let out a sigh of relief. Luis began to pace around me. “It would be impossible for me to go back to the clan and ask for help,” he said and went grim. I went solemn and sighed. How were we going to get out of this predicament? And what were these wolves? They seemed different from normal shifters. “Luis, what are these wolves?” Luis looked at me and exahled. “These are called night hunters. They were once shifters, but went rabid and are now stuck in their wolf form forever. They are mindless and feral, and would often attack, only at night,” He explained.

Cole said. “As demons were not a part of the supernatural world anymore, they also teamed up again with Hector. The people who helped Hector create rifts between the werewolves and the vampires were the hunters,” Raf frowned upon hearing Cole’s words, followed by the others. “Hunters are humans who are enemies of werewolves and vampires. However, they are more enemies of werewolves, and many times they have teamed up with vampires to hunt down werewolves and kill them. With passing time, hunters kept increasing because Hector used a black magic force to create them. At first, hunters were only simple humans, but now they are a mixture of demons and humans,” Cole explained.

"The goddess always seems to bless Hellhound males with smart women. The gods know those males need them. You're right; myths tend to come from a truth albeit perhaps an embellished truth. Shadow Wolves are no different although I'm not sure there are any werewolves alive today who know the story. "The story goes that Shadow Wolves are the spirits of fallen werewolves that manifest from the shadows around us when summoned. Only one strong enough to control these creatures has the ability to conjure them. They grant a single wish to the person that summons them and they can't be summoned again by that person once the wish has been fulfilled." "But that's not true, is it?" Chloe raised an eyeb

"I will be calling for a Wild Hunt. The weres will run him to ground and finish him." There was a lull in conversation. The Wild Hunt was a serious matter, meaning that those who committed to it would not rest until the quarry was captured. And it appeared the Alpha would lead it. The Alpha was actually a werewolf, so the desire to hunt was strong in his blood. Several of Shane's weres looked at him, waiting for a sign. When he nodded, all of the weres of Shane's house, with the exception of Travis McNeil and Sebastian, stepped forward.

The whispers among the wolves grew louder, tales of disappearances and strange occurrences reaching Amelia's ears. One evening, as the pack gathered around the campfire, a wounded wolf stumbled into their midst. The wolf's fur was matted with blood, and fear flickered in its eyes. Amelia rushed to its side, her heart pounding. "What happened? Who did this to you?" she demanded. The wounded wolf gasped for breath, struggling to speak. "The Hunters... They're coming. They seek to eradicate all werewolves... It's a trap." Amelia's blood ran cold. The Hunters. The ancient order of humans who despised and hunted werewolves. They were relentless, driven by their conviction to eliminate what they s

UNKNOWN POV I am washing my face and having a drink from a lake when I get the strong feeling I'm being watched as I turn I see a vampire coming straight at me, I snear knowing I'm not your average wolf, and I can easily take him. As he gets to me I grab him and throw him into the water, my flight or fight response is surprising me as it usually tells me not to fight but not this time. The vampire comes for me again and I let Kylo take control shifting into my wolf. Kylo snaps at him, missing him by centimetres as he hits Kylo in the side "he's not a regular vampire Ky he has no scent be careful" I tell him as he lunges for the vampire again, suddenly a knife comes seemingly out of nowhere a

Consequently, guests more representative of the originals came to the city. - Hunters. - Many? - their appearance promises huge problems. “Probably found out about the appearance of the originals in London. But now we are all under attack, including Melissa. - a friend gnashed his teeth in anger. - Hunters? - she asked in a trembling voice appeared girl. For them, we are evil spirits that must be eradicated. - But us for what? We are the defenders. - For the ancient community "De Fratrum venatores" there is no difference between wolf species. For them, you are werewolves, shifters. And about vampires, I absolutely agree, they are right that they exterminate them.