The Werewolf 1913 Novels & Stories

She felt a deep sense of responsibility to protect her people, to put an end to the terror that had gripped their once peaceful town. Unbeknownst to the mourners, a lone figure lurked in the shadows atop a nearby roof. With predatory eyes, he watched their gathering, waiting for the opportune moment to strike. As the night grew darker, he leaped down upon an unsuspecting individual, his transformation into a fearsome werewolf sending shockwaves through the crowd.

Stockholm, 1264 In a distant moment, in another gathering, a young guard stood patiently as he waited for the man who had stolen the necklace from the pregnant woman's neck to arrive. He stood behind an expansive line of worshippers who were adoring a statue of the first human werewolf to be murdered with a silver knife. He watched as stars flashed before him, clustered together and then disappeared as if he was experiencing a trance. Yet, the werewolves he was guarding, continued what they were doing as if they didn't notice the abnormal movements of the stars.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

She is beaming with pride. She is very prepared for our arrival. She has some of Mary’s cookies and tea waiting in a sitting room. She is set up for a full presentation on the projector. Once we are all settled she goes through everything she has prepared. “There are records that the first werewolf was from around 600 BC in Greece. There are stories of the Moon Goddess falling in love with a wolf who serenaded her at night with howling songs. They fell in love and she grants him the gift of turning into a human so they can be together when she comes to the human realm in mortal form. When his pack comes under attack from shadow demons one night, his eight bravest fighters who battle alongsid

"What?" I whispered sharply. Alex who was just about to eat his roast chicken looked up at Balthazar with his dark, furious expression. Balthazar stared at me, his gray eyes as if warning me to be careful with my speech. "It looks like the werewolves from the Yellowstone Pack caught Dimitri.?

Then I began to grow anxious and doubtful. As I was busy searching for a book, something finally caught my attention. It was a book recording a few names of the people who awakened their werewolf side as early as ten years old. “According to the records, there is a werewolf tribe known for their early awakening, and it normally happens at the age of ten years old. They will remain in pain for three days and nights before they awaken their wolf. However, this tribe has never shown itself to the public, so records about them are limited to just the names of the people with the most peculiar awakenings amidst them.”

The Moon Goddess was in the midst of her slumber, and no one dared wake her. But I had shifted. It was my thirteenth birthday, the day that most young werewolves received their wolf for the first time. It happened while I was out walking in the peaceful forest behind my family’s castle. I hadn’t been able to sleep, so I’d snuck out in my nightgown for a brief walk; something that I often did when I couldn’t rest. The quiet forest and the feeling of the pine needles beneath my bare feet soothed me.

Avalea Aldrich stepped out after ordering me to get out of my bloody clothes. The man’s moods are unpredictable. One minute he's so kind, so warm, and the next minute, he’s gruff. I want to think it’s because of the beast inside him, but I know that’s not the reason. After spending merely a few hours with Aldrich, I know with an unshakable certainty that Werewolves are not the wild, dangerous monsters we’ve believed them to be.

Kenji mumbled to himself. But then, Maddie was sweating so hard. It seemed like she was having a hard time breathing. Inside her dream: “Mom and Dad?” “Denise! Run!” Her mom screamed and then her head was crushed by that werewolf. ‘Huh? Why am I seeing this scene again? I want to save them!’ Maddie thought. She then ran away but the werewolf jumped in front of her and stopped her from running. Her eyes widened and then she was killed by the werewolf instantly.

, and no one could tell him what to do, which meant he got away with everything. On my 13th birthday, everyone from the pack hosted a party for me to come into my wolf spirit. I was dressed pretty in a purple skirt and a white shirt, with my favorite black flip-flops. Mom curled my hair pretty. A way to know someone has come into their spirit is if their eyes glow. This is something that would only happen once to a wolf, and only on their 13th birthday, just to signify the connection between their wolves. Their eyes would glow all day. Afterward, their eyes would only turn black when their wolf is in control of their bodies. The Alpha\'s eyes would glow bright red. A beta\'s eyes will glow a