Supernatural Moose Novels & Stories

She's coming out for them, I need to send them somewhere safe and hidden so she can't find them. "Just a few minutes," I muttered, taking control of the steering wheel as I tried to speed up the car. "I think that seemed to hold that thingy but how do we defeat it?" Ivy asked, glancing back from time to time in case that shifter started chasing out us again. "Their weakness is written in the Book of Supernaturals," I replied curtly. "And where is that book?" Clara asked. "Don't you both have it? It's taught in the school as a primary subject." I said, frowning at their avoidance as Ivy whistled and Clara observed the deck cupboard in front of her.

Briar babbled. “Briar, you are a rare, special person with an important destiny. Your parents never mentioned this at any point while you were growing up?” Misha asked again. ‘Got cha!’ Misha thought, slamming the trap shut. “Briar, do you believe in the supernatural?” she asked. “Supernatural? Like vampires, ghosts, and werewolves? That kind of supernatural?” Briar asked, getting annoyed with the game of do you believe. “Werewolves are real, ancient, and lethal.” She started, but Briar cut her off.

he mumbled, pushing past really bushy fern. Suddenly, there was a small sound to his right. He froze. Right in front of him was a huge moose. It was standing in the puddle of water chewing on something. Nico licked his lips hungrily. He knew that taking down a moose was too much for him while his body was in this state… but one could only wish right… He searched for a weapon or anything he can use. There was absolutely nothing. Not even a fucking rock. The sticks he found were very brittle.

It will take the guys at least an hour to catch up since the average speed of a wolf is 30 miles per hour. We weave up the hillside, chasing rabbits and birds, until we come across a herd of moose...I have always had a rather healthy fear of moose, they are huge and they can be quite aggressive. Ansel leads the way, should me how to stalk our prey, we flank the herd, me to the left, him to the right. I am too loud in this form, not yet used to the way I move my body on four limbs. I spook the herd and they start to run away, but I am faster. I take down the third largest cow moose. I tear out her throat in one swift movement, I turn around to see Ansel staring at me with affection, he is bac

Thick, dark blood tracked down its snowy muzzle, staining the pearl-white fur a vivid crimson. “The bloodlust…” Mason whispered, his knees shaking as he dropped his hunting dagger. “I can feel it… it’s like the moon itself is crushing my skull.” The corrupted beast scrambled out of the wreckage, letting out a screeching howl of defiance that sprayed black bile across the rubble. It charged again, but the Suprema didn't flinch. She met the monster halfway with a speed that entirely blurred the air. CRACK. A single swipe of her massive paw sent the beast spinning across the dirt. She didn't stop. She was a whirlwind of white fur and devastating power. She grabbed the monster by the throat, sla

The collaboration between supernaturals and humans expanded into new frontiers, opening up endless possibilities for progress and understanding. In the realm of art, supernaturals and humans found inspiration in one another's unique perspectives and abilities. Werewolf painters captured the beauty of the moonlit night with their intricate brushstrokes, while witches weaved enchanting spells into their sculptures, bringing them to life with magic. Human artists, in turn, infused their creations with the rich tapestry of supernatural lore and symbolism, honoring the magical beings that coexisted alongside them.

The complete opposite of who Jenna Marie is. Selina tried to adjust the tempo, and she carefully memorized what Wolfgang had taught her and applied it naturally. Selina has met her father and mother, and now she goes to find her sister to check if there is any other suspicion. But fortunately, the younger sister was not very close to Jenna Marie, so she did not care or notice her unusualness. So the gate was finally over, and Selina successfully pretended to be Marie to return. All that day, she lived in the family without leaving any doubts, so Selina smoothly became Marie, the werewolf girl who continued to live as a human.

The news of the Blue Moon Pack's descent into chaos reached the ears of Morgana, a witch well-versed in the intricate web of supernatural affairs. Frowning at the disturbing tale, she recognized the need to intervene before the repercussions rippled further through the supernatural realm. Morgana, known for her impartiality and a knack for deciphering the motives behind supernatural machinations, decided to seek out the Silver Moon Pack, where Alpha Jake presided.

However unlikely it is, this is a pack. But all I can see is Silvia looking at me like I've betrayed her. Another werewolf with hair that starts out black and ends in red, has pulled up a chair next to me. She has her legs crossed and is tapping her foot restlessly against the edge of the table. "No one gets past the Barren," she says, "There are wraiths." "How do you even know that, Maggie?" says the one with the blue-tinged skin, "You were raised by humans. How do you know any of this?"

Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tonga