Silver Bullet Movie Werewolf の小説・ストーリー

She pulls out a cellphone using it as light as she tsks and mumbles to herself. “Alpha, we need to get her inside and on a bed or a table so I can get this out now. She is having an allergic reaction to whatever they made the bullet out of.” “It’s made out of silver.” “Is she allergic to silver?” she asks, looking at me curiously. “We are werewolves, Dr. Sari. So yes, she is allergic. We all are.” I say in disbelief.

When he saw me, he tossed me a spare shirt. "I don't have anything else," he said. "I’ll have a service pick up your wet clothes." "Thank you," I began, my voice trembling. "I owe you my life, and now—" "I ordered pizza," he interrupted, his tone cold. "Eat, and once your clothes are dry, you’re leaving." I was shocked. "You want me to leave immediately?" "You're a werewolf, so you aren't welcome here," he replied coldly, eyes glued to the screen. "You’ve had a shower and a meal. That should be enough."

"You knew?" My voice shakes as I stare at my mother. "You knew what I was and didn't tell me?" The council chamber feels suffocating despite its size. Every important wolf in the Royal Pack is here, all staring at me like I'm a ticking bomb. "I suspected," Mom says quietly. "But I hoped I was wrong. The Silver Moon Wolf is just a legend-" "Apparently not," the eldest council member interrupts. He's pulled out an ancient book, its pages yellow with age. "It's all here. 'When the moon bleeds silver and the marked one bears lightning scars, the weapon of ending shall rise.'"

Zevara’s POV “The effect of silver bullets differs among the different species of werewolves,” Professor Silas said, his voice echoing through the lecture hall. “Alphas have a greater chance of survival if they are hit with a silver bullet than Betas, while Betas have a greater chance of survival than Gammas, and Omegas have the least chance of survival. In fact, most Omegas do not survive after being hit by a silver bullet…”

The metallic whistle of silver rounds cut through the air, striking the ground next to the car with deadly accuracy. My blood ran cold. Silver ammunition was used for only one purpose: to kill wolves. “Stay down! “My driver yelled from somewhere outside. “Silver bullets—don’t let them touch you!” My heart pounded violently. Panic clawed up my throat. Someone wasn’t trying to scare us. We wanted someone dead. I dropped low into the narrow space between the seats, my hands shaking uncontrollably. My wolf snarled inside me, wanting to shift, wanting to fight, but shifting in a hail of silver was impossible—suicidal.

"Not just that, we examined how all those four vampires were killed. Out of them, two were killed by some bigger size wolf. The claws mark on their face and body is bigger than any normal werewolves." "Hmm!!" Colton Haysbert nodded and was watching a glimpse of something silver in the CCTV camera footage that his hunters had installed at a couple of places in the forest. No matter how much zoom he used tried to do; he couldn't see what it was. It was obvious that the speed of the creature was really superhuman, so the camera couldn't record it properly. Changing the VPN of his brother's pack, Calvin Haysbert's pack, he tried to find something about this silver thing. He never read or knew th

" I don't know." " Come on, let's go. I already called the cops. You need to get treated." She says as she drags me along with her. But she's already exhausted so I carry her instead, going back to the cabin. When we arrive, she immediately brings out the first aid box and begins treating me, doing her best to stop the bleeding on my shoulders but it still burns. She eventually manages to stop it by pulling out the bullet. " It's a silver bullet." She says. " Werewolves are weakened by silver. Guess you're no exception." She mutters. The burning pain stops and it slowly begins to heal. " This is really bad. They've already found you? Did you stop all of them?"

This time he grabbed me by my hair and dropped me to the ground. I cried out in pain as he kicked me in the side. I tried to get up but I was too weak. I looked over to Sylvia and David as they could barely stand. Silver, if it penetrated a werewolf’s body it’s very deadly. Outside the body, silver can weaken a werewolf greatly. That’s why Tony and Sylvia are hardly able to move. I mustered up all the strength I could get and tried to crawl over to them.

But if it wasn’t Enzo and Luke who killed the man, and just happened to be a different werewolf, then… I would be putting my friends in grave danger. I thought back to before I met K, when I was doing research on werewolves. It may have just been an old wives’ tale, but the general consensus that I found on cryptozoology forums -- even those that were mostly frequented by casual lovers of the genre and not die-hard believers -- seemed to be that silver bullets were the best option for killing a werewolf. “Lori, can I borrow your car while you guys get ready?” I asked, shoving the last bite of waffle in my mouth. “I just wanna run out and grab a couple supplies.”

Without thinking for a second, she screamed, "Vdius, move!" And the bullet was about to go through Vdius's heart when Aurora came in between, and a painful cry left her mouth when she felt the knife enter her flesh, making her entire body go numb because it was a silver bullet, the weapon to kill a werewolf! While Vdius's eyes went wide in shock as he felt Aurora's body leaning against his, and his hands were full of her blood. Even Kris, Bella, Alec and William were also left numb in their place after seeing everything because everyone happened just in two seconds!