The Werelion Series Novels & Stories

I had read the book I brought six times in a row, and it was starting to get boring because I knew all the twists, turns, and even dialogues in the story. “The werelings have escaped once more. It’s on hold outside the chambers, but we need more arms.” Footsteps filled the air as chaos rattled outside the room. The guards rushed off, taking a straight path as they headed for the werelings cage. Werelings were a breed of wolves that weren’t pure blood. I call them failed experiments. While there was an evolution from Lycans to werewolves, some smart wolves thought of creating another evolution. Injecting normal wolves with a syrup from their blood vessels and other adaptable features to turn

The two of them collided in a blur of claws, teeth, and snarls, their battle turning into a brutal dance of life and death. Cruella stumbled back, her eyes wide with horror. This was no ordinary fight. She had seen werewolves battle before, but this—this was something else. Raze’s strength was terrifying, almost unnatural, and though Liam was a powerful Alpha, even he seemed to struggle under the intensity of Raze’s attacks. The two of them fought with everything they had. Each blow seemed to shake the earth beneath them. Blood stained the ground, and Cruella’s heart pounded in her chest as she watched the two titans battle for dominance.

I wrinkled my nose then turned my attention back to the tv screen in front of me, although my brain was still thinking about Alex's words. Iris violets. Lycan. The first lineage of werewolves. Everything sounds crazy. 'Maybe I'm wrong." Alex exhaled and opened his eyes again, He looked at me with a half smile. "You are wrong Alex." I gave him a small nod then returned to staring blankly at the tv. ***

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

The frantic pounding of my heart grows ever so violently against my chest. I can feel the frigid warmth of their body heat ricocheting through me; like an ironic joke compared to the ice-cold shiver consuming my entire body. I can’t move, I can’t think, and I can’t breathe. Like I'm stuck, paralyzed from the head down. Could it be the wolf shifter from 7 years ago? Is this really my last day? But even if so, I decide I will not go down without a fight.

He rips his shirt off and fur sprouts out everywhere and his blue eyes turn into an orange-yellow amber color. He howls at the moon and his fur stands out in all directions. I gasp at how tall he has become, he is both terrifying and beautiful to behold, like a wonderful statue. A rock by my feet falls and the sound causes Aiden's werewolf ears to go flat and he sniffs the air. He finds me within seconds and scratches my arms. He holds my body above the ocean cliffs.

He found it hilarious that I was into werewolf romance novels. “So you have a thing for hot werewolf alphas?” He chuckled. “You know some of those stories are stupid, don’t you? Especially that one. What’s it called? Yeah, The Alpha’s Destiny. Werewolves don’t have powers nor do they live until they’re ten thousand. That author must be on some crack.” He shook his head. “Well, it’s better than the zombie comics you have stashed under your bed,” I retorted. “If you don’t stop making fun of my reading materials, I will show Valko your nerd stash,” I warned.

the young girl screamed in fear when the big wolf is approaching her. Accalia quickly run to LuNa but a wolf blocked her. "Get the h*ll out you monster!" Accalia shouted and throw the knife that she was holding to the wolf's eyes. Then, she stands on the chair and jumps to the neck of the wolf. She gets the knife to the eye of the wolf and pricks it to its other eyes. The wolf growls loudly because of the pain that he was feeling as it was moving rapidly. Accalia bursts her anger at the wolf as she keeps pricking the knife that she was holding. Her knife was invented by her uncle and it was especially made against the werewolves.

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Rendall asked as we saw the arrow hit its leg and growl in pain. “He has company,” I calmly muttered and prepare my spear for the hunt. After saying those words 10 more werewolves appeared in all directions, blocking our sight with their huge bodies and all of them seem to have the same brown hair. “Is it the whole pack from Domlur?” “No, I don’t think so.” Werewolves growl as they slowly walk with their claws ready to slash everything or everyone on its way. We, on the other hand, are prepared to do everything. The werewolf that was shot by Quinn using her arrow slowly fell to the ground making its comrades look at us with hatred and disgust.