The Werelion Series Novels & Stories

King Ronen warns. "I deserve the punishment, but who will guide you through the traps of witchelms? I know the safest routes, your majesties," he pleads. "Unfortunately for you we do not want more lies," King Ronen replies. "We can make sure that he only tells the truth from now on," Lior speaks, his voice regaining confidence. "Have any of you heard about Sincarions?" he asks. I have heard of them even though I have never met one. Sincarions are a unique tribe of werewolves who can detect lies and truth at will. They are extremely rare. Probably not even real.

More Books by me: Under the Moon Series: Book1 - Under the Pale Moon (vampire LGBT+) Book2 - Under the Blue Moon (werewolf LGBT+) Book 3 - Under the Crimson Moon (dragon-shifter LGBT+) Wed to the Alpha (fluffy romance/fantasy/werewolf) I am Not Your Love Story (CEO/richman LGBT+) Adventures of the Crown Series: Book1 - The Purple Wolf and the Enerawyn (fantasy/adventure, hints of LGBT+) Book2 - The Noble Bandit (fantasy/adventure/action, hints of LGBT+ still ongoing) Other books (not on GN): The Alpha's Shadow (werewolf/fantasy/steamy) Chained to the Mafia (vampire/werewolf LGBT+) Coming Soon: The Luna is Not Your Hero (werewolf/romance/fantasy) Slave to the Mafia (book 2 of Chained to the M

“Yes. Give us Aria, and maybe we’ll consider letting you live.” Rael scoffed. “Like hell we would trust you.” Lorian finally stood tall, though his breaths were still uneven. He met the werewolves’ eyes with nothing but cold determination. “You will not touch her,” he said, voice icy. Lucian shrugged. “Then... we do this the hard way.” And in a flash— The battle erupted. The first werewolf lunged at Aria. Rael moved faster. He slashed his dagger through the air, slicing a deep wound across the beast’s chest.

Zorien’s POV. - “H-help me...” For centuries, the Werewolves, the largest in population among the Were-beings, and us, Demons, have been in an antagonistic war. It’s been ongoing for so many years that I’ve come to forget the meaning of it over time. What had been the embers of such an irredeemable inferno? Hm, had it been because we couldn’t stand each other’s guts?

In a blink, the wolves were in the positions Moon ordered them into. Sensing the wolves defensiveness, Rex linked to the other two Royals... **Rex** ‘We need the Royal Trinity to take these Old Ones on. Kit on Point, Tristan on the left, leaving me on the right.’ _--_--_--_--_--_--_--_--_

It is too soon! Admittedly, Tatyana was far more familiar with the ways of a vampire, even if the ones she’d lived amongst were mutants. She’d listened to enough conversations and snuck enough books out of Wadim’s library to read in the recesses of the den when no one was around to make her a fairly proficient resource where vampires were concerned. The werewolf, which was also known as the lycanthrope, or lycan for short, was something she knew very little about. Now, she was locked in a motel room on the outskirts of Middletown, New York with a man whose human side hadn’t yet allowed the lycan side to take complete control, but it was a daily battle with him as the cycle of the moon prog

But the most important of all, is the new message that his sister, Rylie, got. Rylie is a special case of a werewolf, with its special role of being an oracle. They’ve discovered about this when an 8 year old Rylie suddenly talked about having a dream of a creature which she can’t see, and its message that has been passed to Rylie. ‘The true bloodline shall prevail. 8 years from now, the throne will be back to its roots. And shall not be dethroned again by a stained blood line. ’

Their attributes might be different from one another, but the appearance stayed the same. But now, Vincent’s wolf was far from being the typical Alpha wolf. It was larger than Cohen and Liam. It had grey fur and blood-red eyes, just like Mira’s demon wolf’s eyes. Moreover, it emitted a devilish aura—so dark that it almost felt like the demon itself stood before them. If they felt this way about Vincent’s wolf, what would they feel if Mira shifted into her demon wolf? There would be no words to describe it. After all, the demon wolf was considered to be the King of all supernatural species. It was at the top of the chain. No wonder everyone feared the tale of the demon wolf.

Ever since she'd seen the news about the release of Wolf in her New Reviews magazine, she'd had a feeling in her gut this was where she needed to look. Jamie had credited a lot of her information to a book titled Legends of the Werewolf. Lia had read and reread the notes her great-grandmother had handed to her in those last sad moments. Notes that told about generations past that came here from Romania and grew the pack. This had to be the book. Legends of the Werewolf. Surely there couldn't be two books with the exact same title.

I smiled, "I know you aren't. You've proven it over and over again." Just then there was a knock at the door. Aidinth went to answer it and one of the men said, "Hi, we're from the Game and Fish Commission. I'm wondering if we can ask a few questions regarding the incident this morning." He said, "Definitely. Please come in." Aidinth introduced us, and I could smell that one of these guys was a wolf. The other wasn't human. I said, "It's nice to meet someone who is Lyke minded." Lyke is a Greek word for wolf. The guy looked at me and said, "It's nice to meet you, Princess." The other guy looked at him and he explained who we are. The other guy said, "Whew. I thought I was losing my mind. I k