Novel & Cerita The Werewolf Game: The Villagers Side

The van carrying Talan overturns as Talan comes back to life to continue his rampage. Meanwhile, after becoming increasingly ill, Gavin investigates the Gwynek residence and ends up killing Mrs. Gwynek after coming to realize that he now has the same affliction as Talan. Gavin shaves off all of his body hair as he begins giving in to his new werewolf alter ego. In the commotion at the crash site, Talan kills Eric. Talan moves to attack Kate next, but Gavin arrives to battle the other werewolf. The fight ends when Gavin strangles Talan, presumably killing him.

A surprised Damon just stood staring at the scene before him. His own best friend had tried to kill his wife and now he was about to marry his bethroted.He knew that he'd become an object of ridicule in the kingdom because this was a slap on his face. The once arrogant,unscrupulous and powerful half vampire and werewolf who vowed to kill all werewolves was now protecting the Luna of the werewolf pack.This was history about to repeat itself and the vampires were not happy about it. Aiden held his mate in his arms.Blake stood up again to attack him but Aiden built a fierce,transparent wall around them and angry Blake couldn't pass through.

He securely locked the doors and windows in his apartment and hid in the corner with the woman while enhancing his werewolf senses to check those men who were chasing the woman. "Who are they? And why are those people trying to kill you?" Nicholas still has the audacity to ask questions when he, himself, was having a hard time standing straight because of the bullet in his shoulder. "It's a long story but they were my dad's enemies, I guess?" And she worriedly muttered back. "Your shoulder is bleeding. Do you need help with that?" "No. It's just spaghetti sauce that stained my clothes." Nicholas still have the courage to make jokes even if the woman already seen his face contorted. "Don't wo

The Sivercrest pack helped by members of the Whitefang pack was gaining ground on them killing more and more of their warriors. The war had already gone on for over twenty-four hours and they were all exhausted from the fighting. More wolves soon launch at them and they each take on as much as they can. These wolves looked different and savage with big red eyes and smelled horrible... one of the wolves moves forward growling menacingly at him, he launches for his already bleeding shoulder and tries to bite out a chunk from it which he dodges him and the wolf tumbles to the ground with a big fall, he looked very upset now as he was snarling ferociously at him and with a totally unnoticeable m

I hoped that my eyes were playing a serious prank on me I turned backwards and there was no longer a dog, but a man, I tripped and fell to the ground, while he stood just at my foot, and stared deeply into my eyes I stared back at him, with a shaky body Fear was painted all over my face, when I realized that, he had same grey eyes as the dog, Oh no! He is the wolf! No, it can't be…werewolves aren't real' I said to myself 'They're Fictional, they aren't real'

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

The only way this is going to work is if we attack at the same time. I finally feel the last of their resistance crumble when I play my last card and inform them that the hunters have my venom, and the technology to try and make more. Werewolf venom is deadly to most of the creatures around the table. The rest can get very sick because of it. Nobody is willing to take that chance. Nobody wants their people to die because they didn’t act on the information. We end the meeting when I have everyone’s agreement that we should work together.

“A powerful vampire lord decided that he would wipe out the ‘mongrel menace’ once and for all, and he raged through his kingdom. Any village he found with a single wolf, Rogue or kingdom, he put them to the torch.” “His own people, too?” I wrote. “His own, yes,” Jules said. “And there were many vampire villages with werewolf mercenaries, and just as many wolf towns with vampire traders. The war had slowed down, you see, and folks have to live.” I nodded. That made sense.

Kael stands beside me, face pale, fury barely contained. “This Game,” he whispers, “is rewriting the rules.” I swallow hard. “What does that mean?” “It means,” he says darkly, “that even the shadows are choosing sides.” My wolf trembles inside me. Violet whispers something I don’t want to hear: ‘We’re not just losing players. We’re making monsters for the next Game.’

I sharply asked. Growls stopped, they looked at me like I said something they’ve never heard before. “We don’t have that kind.” He moves forward which makes me and Rendall brace ourselves for an incoming fight. “I am thinking of who to kill first but black and grey ones volunteered,” Rendall said and nudge my back using his shoulder as a signal to attack. I quickly get my dart and throw it at the werewolf beside me, and then the monsters started to counter. I pulled out the spear on the werewolf in front of me and throw it to the one that is behind Rendall. I immediately pulled out the knife behind my leg and throw it at the werewolf attacking in front.