The Werelion Series Novels & Stories

This was no ordinary beast, it was a soldier and it watched them. Ash grabbed Liora, pulling her back. “Get to the tunnel.” Too late. The creature tilted its head, but it didn’t howl. It spoke a harsh sound torn from a throat made for no language, full of hate. “Serelai.” It remembered. The Scourge inside it remembered her bloodline. It charged. On two legs, moving fast, spear ready. Ash dodged the spear thrust, slashing its arm. The werewolf roared like a human sound and hit Ash, sending him down.

“Can you do this?” A hard wipe of a sleeve. “Yeah. Okay.” They stepped—two fire teams, bounding overwatch—under the dark skirts of the trees. The first hit fell. A massive werewolf dropped from the branches like a boulder of fur and teeth, smashing into Linda. Claws tore armour like paper. She screamed, hands scrabbling at slick hide. “Help me!” Tara’s scream ripped free as the others opened up—muzzles strobing the gloom. Rounds thudded; the beast barely flinched. It bit, wrenched—Linda’s trachea came away in its jaws; a red arc painted the pavement.

Just keep going Liv. *Author's note: This is the third book of my Shadow Warrior's series and it is not meant to be read as a stand alone book. The order of the books are: The Triplet Warriors and Their Pup Mate, The Ancient Vampire and his She-Wolf and then The Warrior's Demon Mate. I have also just uploaded Alpha Ridge which is a stand-alone book and gives insight into some other characters you met in the Shadow Warrior series. Thank you for reading!*

The first time Lyra escaped the phrontistery at Crescent Pack shealmost got lost. A phrontistery was a place where high ranked young werewolves schooled. There was only seven phrontistery in the world. One located in each continent. Lyra’s pack, the Moonstone pack, was situated in West Virginia, United States, North America. The Crescent Pack was the pack in North America that had a phrontistery. It was located in New York, United States, North America.

Harper swings her sword wide, cutting into the space of both lions, who expertly dodge away. The swing puts Harper off-balance. Perhaps her wound is starting to drain her. Humans don’t heal as quickly as werewolves, Caleb recalls. They’ll just keep bleeding until they are treated by doctors. Three lions is definitely too many. The break in Caleb’s concentration allows the third lion to break free from his restraint. The lioness pounces, tackling Harper to the ground. Her blade flies from her hand. No, no, no! I push my hands up into the lion’s throat, trying to keep its snapping jaw away from me. It’s so strong, it could break my hold at any time, but it doesn’t, almost like it’s playing wit

NARC wanted to off options for those who first came. The pack still exists, somewhere to the north of the Lilac Grove. People still come hoping to learn about the once secret world of the legendary supernatural creatures. This ends Wolf’s Den Bar & Grill. Yes, the story still goes on. If you haven’t read other parts of this story. It all starts with the A Black River Pack Series: Book 1: His Brother’s Mate/A Black River Pack Yule Book 2: Hell Hounds Book 3: Serving the Alpha at His Whim

Lucian, his silver fur bristling, and a fierce defiance in his eyes, stood tall in preparation for battle. The two beasts collided with the force of an avalanche, their jaws snapping shut with an almighty crack. Fenrir was powerful, but Lucian was faster, unloading a flurry of blows on Fenrir's body with lightning-quick reflexes. With each strike, Lucian tore through the werewolf's pelt with razor-sharp claws.

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.

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a