Shows Like Werewolf Novels & Stories

Still Alpha Female Ciciane's POV "Xanna!" I exclaimed loudly to catch the attention of my friend who was tidying up the bedroom of the suite in the hotel. "You must come here, there is something you absolutely have got to witness with your own eyes!" When we stepped into this room this morning to do our work, I noticed that the kind guest had left the television in the sitting area turned on for us. My curiosity was piqued and I turned it on to the Werewolf Media Network, a media outlet that provides an unparalleled look into various wolf packs around the globe. It has been quite some time since news of my species reached me so I couldn't conceal my excitement upon getting this opportunity.

I heard those girls’ voices again. “I’m sure she is trying to seduce him.” I lost my words again. “Don’t worry about them,” the sweet voice yet again dragged me out of my cowardice. “They can’t hear us. All they can do is try and guess.” “How? I thought all werewolves have a strong hearing sense.” “They do. But some werewolves have a remedy to that. They can put up a shield and make sure no one can hear them and the person they are talking to.”

His hand reaches to tuck a loose strand from my face. “I- Well, the gold eyes. Whenever your wolf’s eyes show, it must mean that your wolf is triggered,” I ask more than I say. I thought that was how it worked. Perhaps I have read too many W*****d stories. “Yeah, something like that. How are you so observant?” he asks, leaning back on the bed. I scoff with a slight smile. Years and years of werewolf stories, alright mate. “I don’t know,” I lie with a shrug. I notice his eyes changing and I shoot closer to him. “See, right there. For what was that?”

Until now, he couldn't even move a single finger. He raised his sad eyes, looking at the moonlight outside the window. Suddenly, Adam's body shook violently. Today is another full moon night. His body is extremely sensitive to moonlight. If it was a normal time, the people in the village would absolutely not let him see the moonlight so easily. But a few days ago, he heard someone talking in the village. They say that the witches have come to the village. They are werewolf hunters, extremely skilled hunters. Of course, for Adam, this must have been a nightmare.

Despite the fact that he was the son of my adversary, I felt a spark when our flesh met. I introduced him after hauling him up, and I heard some voices chanting Devon's name. At the same time, rain began to pour, allowing me to flee the area. Devon's gaze shifted to the opposite side. Devon's eyes was drawn back to me as I reverted to a Werewolf. When he returned his focus to where I was standing, he was perplexed as to how I had vanished. His family came up to him and gave him an anxious embrace. I was hiding behind the bushes and could clearly hear their voices.

She would completely freak out and he was only going to scare her away from him. Besides, he would be revealing a secret that had been well protected for centuries. Yes, people could claim that they knew something was off about them and some suspected that they might be werewolves but it was all only just a myth to the majority of people. No one could say for certain. They also were always getting the facts wrong. Some papers claim that they suck blood for a living but that wasn't for werewolves. That was for vampires. It would definitely be too risky for him to reveal it to Kayla. She might speak out about it and that would put them all in danger.

he revealed which surprised the human. “You mean… those from myths? How do you even know they’re real?” ‘Because I am a werewolf.’ Tyr answered in his head but immediately brush it off, afraid that Zane might hear his unspoken words again. Instead, he tore a piece of his cloth to casually wrap it around his classmate’s arm to stop the bleeding. Zane just let the other guy aid his arm as he is starting to feel the sting from the scratch. “Zeev and I moved in Tilbury to hunt rogues as they are very dangerous to humans. That’s why we are always out here during full moons because they are uncontrollable during those times,” he honestly told.

I had so many questions to ask but I definitely tried to limit them to almost necessary ones. “Firstly The Vampire Diaries was a fiction show and you could have guessed it by comparing yourself and what they have shown in the show and you should have known that you are far far different from their representation of vampires so obviously I will also be far different from their representation of werewolf because this isn't a fiction show this is reality and things don't work here the way they are shown in movies”, Oliver paused for a second and kept looking at him like I was a little kid begging for some bedtime story.

“Say it.” “Say what?” he asked, still trying to come to terms with her accusations. Anger still edged her voice. “You came here with more bad news didn’t you?” Lochlan straightened. “There is one pack.” “Werewolf or vampire?” “Werewolf. As I told you already, werewolves don’t run informal packs. Vampires create massive colonies they call hives where they live together, but werewolves are more nomads.” Lochlan stepped closer to the desk. “The biggest pack of werewolves belongs to Sven.”

Calvin sigh as he look at Kris, who is still looking at me. "We're a werewolf." Kris said in monotonous tone. Werewolf? I cock my brows at them. "We're not mafia, I am not from a rehab and defiantly not from mental disability. But, I am a werewolf." He stated, looking straight to my eyes. One ... Two... Three ... I burst into a fit of laughter. "Oh! And I'm a banshee! Are you Scott McCall or Derek Hale?! I didn't know you like that show!" I laugh hysterically, clutching my stomach.