Spare Williams Werewolf Book Novels & Stories

Grey’s Pov. The door squeaked as I opened it quietly to step out of my room, I didn’t want anyone to know that I was leaving or to create any kind of alarm that would wake up the guards or the maids. I still remember the warning Bunny gave me the last time about not waking the servants that toil all day and night to make sure that I am comfortable and well taken care of so because of her I had decided to be a better werewolf and Alpha.

Maybe I wouldn’t get to eat waffles all the time, but I’d live. A glint of gold caught my eye. I turned and went towards the book. As I grew closer, I realized that this whole section was made of older books. The one with the gold on the binding looked a little newer, but not by much. I pulled the book off the shelf and frowned. “A History of Werewolves.” I carried it to my room. It was a really thick book, so I knew that it was going to take me a few days to get through it. I’d probably get through it the day they got back.

What was this duo up to? Their house was beautifully decorated, but the colours were not the best. “How are you finding the place so far?” aunt Zora asked while we were eating. She turned to Zach whom she had strategically put next to her. Either she had great maternal instincts or she was so used to playing games and manipulating people. “Do you like it here, Zach?” “Yes, I want to see the werewolves,” he said, excitedly, making aunt Zora go pale. Bonnie gasped. “Emilia thinks there are many of them in this town. Werewolves are so cool.”

Even her strength, must be much more terrifying. Because, in the world of wolves, no weak people exist. Only the smartest, strongest wolf can become a leader wolf, their King. "I don't know, you called me here, what's the matter?" After hesitating for a while, Adam still decided to approach the white-haired woman to inquire. However, answering Adam's question was a very superficial answer. “What did I call you here for? Oh, I just want to know if you were alive or dead yesterday!" Hearing such an answer, Adam didn't know whether to be happy or sad. But this time, the white haired woman did not continue to look at him, but she began to turn over the book, continuing to read it.

Mateo hadn't even spent a month on the throne and he was already conquering neighbouring kingdoms. It was like he was gathering for himself an army should anything unprecedented occur. Aiden couldn't help but get worried.Every eyes had been on Nina ever since he brought her here.Now that he's behind bars and there's a blood feast about to happen, he knew they would use this great opportunity. Even though Nina is a werewolf,she hasn't fully recognized her powers yet.Nobody can say for sure what the repercussions would be showed vampires draw blood from her. Since this is an opportunity that sometimes comes once in a year,those demons would be more than thirsty for blood.

" That would have been true had it been Sophia was not a special born. " The words hit everyone. Special borns were werewolves who possessed double of what others could have . They always had the strength of alphas running through them. " Special born?" Vieira asked. " You mean that bitch is a special born. " Nadia said. " Watch your words, Nadia." Derek growled.

There is no one to watch over them and they might go somewhere far. It was lunchtime, so they ate when they got in. Then Dione thought of reading one of her favorite books. She immediately went to her room. She took a seat beside the side table. Her mini book shelf was just next to it that didn’t fit all the books she bought. So the rest is just in the box. She picked up a book about a story between vampires and werewolves. She had already read it but it would not bore her even if she read it a few more times. That’s how obsessed she is with stories about supernatural creatures.

Eyes may change shape, hands will change, and hair and eyebrows will gradually thicken and change color. She snapped the book shut and opened the next one. ...The belief in vampires and bloodsucking demons is as old as man himself and may go back to prehistoric times... Grabbing the last of the books she’d taken down from the shelf, she flipped the pages until she found what she was looking for. A smile of satisfaction covered her face as she skimmed that page

“I did not know that.” “Of course you didn’t…no one ever taught you anything.” She finishes her ice cream, thank Goddess, and takes a few sips of the soda. “Are there books I can read or something?” “We have a pretty well-stocked library at home.” “I like libraries,” she says, almost absentmindedly, “I used to spend a lot of time in them. Pretty safe place to hide, with the added bonus of books. Never found much beyond fiction about werewolves though. Some books about the lore from different countries. Most get it wrong.”

From what I hear, they seem to value it very highly. When he finally stops, I also stop at a particularly thick book called Werewolves, Spires, and Shifters: Complete Edition. On the front is a picture of a menacing werewolf ready to devour a human and a human fighting a truly horrible Shifter with a strange spear. I pull it off the rest, hiding it behind me.