Supernatural Werewolves Novels & Stories

“Jelena, I am not human. I am a Lycan. The Institute is set up to fight a supernatural war.” Quirking a disbelieving brow, Jelena caresses her hands down my chest and carefully asks. “Are you serious? So you’re like a wolf or something?” I nod my head. “Yes. I am a loup-garou, a werewolf. I am the alpha of our pack.” She looks at me incredulously. “Show me. Show me what you are.” Ready to prove it, I release her from my lips, stand on the edge of her bed, take a deep breath, and close my eyes. My claws instantly retract, my fangs elongate, and my eyes glow. Jelena lets out a startled gasp as she gazes at my wolf form. Once I’ve begun my semi-transformation, I open my eyes and show her my cla

They were always off in the forests somewhere, training with their new squad. Johnathan wasn’t with me when Haley showed up. Like everyone else, he was preparing for war. More and more supernaturals arrived every day, telling us about the unspeakable violence breaking out all over the place. It wasn’t just the werewolves anymore. They were now going after everyone and everything that wasn’t human, even the nymphs who wouldn’t hurt a fly. Stories and videos started to surface on the internet, showing the glowing nymphs walking into the rivers to bathe, vampires feeding, sirens singing their songs, werewolves shifting…

My sneer draws everyone’s attention to me and since I am doing this for the ones I love, I push my hatred for the people in this room, excluding Sophie that is, and tell them what I know and learned. “Those creatures are called the undead and they are basically the undead. Werewolves brought back from to life by dark powers and by the god of death Agron. As you have already seen for yourself, they are almost impossible to kill and that’s because they are already dead and also because they have the powers of a god running through every inch of their once decaying bodies making them a formidable opponent and impossible to kill, they have no heart, empathy no moral compass...they are like puppe

"For months, I have been investigating reports of unusual activities in communities across our nation. Disappearances. Attacks. Deaths that couldn't be explained by conventional means." Blake paused for effect. The camera zoomed in on his serious expression. "What I discovered defies belief. But the evidence is undeniable." He gestured to a screen behind him. Photos appeared. Blurry images that could have been anything. "These are werewolves. Shapeshifters. Humans who transform into beasts and hunt in organized packs." Gasps echoed from the reporters in the room. "They have superhuman strength and enhanced senses. And they view ordinary humans as prey." My hands started shaking. Axel put his

“Brans are raven shapeshifters. Vulpines are those who change into foxes. - Are you kidding me. “There were too many strange things in the world out there. - I'm not. In fact, there are some pretty famous vulpins and brans living in Crookshollow right now. This area attracts so many supernatural creatures and paranormal activity that you have no idea. I unfolded my arms, curling my icy hands and tucking them into the cuffs of my jacket. - OK. Conclusion. Let's say you've convinced me with your miraculous shape-shifting abilities, and I believe that whole supernatural combo really exists. Let's get back to that wild tale of yours. You said humans don't know werewolves exist. So how did they c

From the shadows emerged a colossal figure, towering over them with glowing red eyes and a menacing aura. A powerful, malevolent presence hung heavy in the air. The group's heart sank as they beheld the true form of the second Ancient One—a monstrous werewolf, the embodiment of primal darkness. "You thought you could vanquish us so easily?" The werewolf's voice echoed with a sinister growl. "You underestimate the strength of our kind. Prepare to face your annihilation!" The werewolf lunged, its claws slashing through the air with blinding speed. Amelia and her companions barely had time to react, desperately evading the creature's devastating attacks. Despite their best efforts, their weapon

Worst, they were caught in the middle of the beasts' wars, like the book about werewolves she was reading with her mother. Is she this sheltered? Not knowing these creatures also exist and living with them? She was not aware she might have talked to one before. Do her parents didn't know too or she was just spared of such information? She stared at the filthy-looking wolves, wondering if they too can become humans like the wolves who were with them. Werewolves, as she was thought, were ferocious beasts who are bound to the power of the mate bond and their moon goddess. Territorial and vindictive. Supernatural creatures with extraordinary abilities. And she can't believe she is seeing in real

I’m used to Jonathan’s crazy inventions, but that’s different from all this. I am not used to the idea of there being werewolves and vampires. If they are real, what the fuck else is? Fairies? Leprechauns? Genies? Legit, how much of Supernatural is real? Are there hunters out there like Sam and Dean? Is there a God? If he’s anything like Chuck, it would explain why the world is fucked.

I wonder how mad Jake is at me right about now, I mean he must have realized by now that I’m missing. Oh, and I know Manuel and Frederic probably hated my guts for leaving them on this adventure. Manuel was especially fascinated by the ability of werewolves to transform their body structures into a wolf. He always talked about how he wanted to study their shifts and record how it was possible because to us shadow hunters are still a mystery.

"Neither is Annie, as you've figured out. She's a fire witch. The power you saw that night—it's real. It's part of who she is." "And you?" "I'm a werewolf," Killian said simply. "From a very old, very complicated and vicious family." To his surprise, Mr Morales didn't look shocked or frightened. He just nodded slowly, like this confirmed something he'd already suspected. "The supernatural world," he said quietly. "It's real. All of it. Witches and werewolves and—what else? Vampires? Ghosts?" "All of it," Killian confirmed. "And more besides."