The Werewolf King Novels & Stories

The King was the strongest and most dominant Wolf of our Realm and had ruled over us for centuries. “Do you swear to act in the best interest of your pack and people, rather than guided by selfish intentions?” After hearing my confirmation, the King continued, “Do you swear to follow the law and custom of the werewolf Realm, protect those who are more vulnerable, withhold the spirit of community and respect the Goddess and her divine will?” “Yes, I swear,” I said, after repeating the King’s binding words. Taking a dagger from the table behind him, the King slid both his hand and mine and pressed them together.

It started with war pleaded with tears and ends with blood Once upon a time there lived an Alpha King named Alejandro king, he was ruthless and stern, he ruled the werewolf kingdom with an iron fist. The werewolf king had a mate, our queen, Ivory King. Our queen was unable to produce us an heir. After year and years of trying Queen Ivory begged her younger sister Alovia who was a Davister witch for the fruit of the womb but Alovia refused.

Being your whore has been my dream she said as she felt his huge bulge entering her opening Oh you are sooo sweet,the witchqueen moan as he started thrusting in to her Tell me am the real fucker Raul commanded You are the real fucker Tell me am a motherfucker Raul ordered Uhuhhhhhh,motherfucker Can old Haule fuck like this Raul teased No lord They fucked and fucked throughout the night and the witchqueen wondered of his demonic abilities,he is a good ally she thought The royal wedding is tomorrow and the werewolves king,Alpha King Knox arrived before any other guests because of the friendship between him And the vampire King and the vampire King finding his mate was his good news of the seas

This is the power of the Alpha king… Rolf Titus became the Alpha king until now not because he was just a descendant of Osmund, but because he was the strongest wolf the kingdom ever had and no one could defeat him. “You” The king pointed at one rogue who immediately trembled violently, fearing that he would-be killed as well as his other colleagues. It was the first time he had seen a werewolf in human form easily defeat not one but several werewolves in their wolf form as easily as the king before his eyes.

Of course a big fight was going to ensue with Sampson and Odessa winning and living happily ever after. The Werewolf Kings Mistress- So this story is still really new and only has like 4-5 chapters out. Right now Regan is meeting with his mate Dominique in secret and she still has no idea that werewolves exist. At work she starts to get closer to her coworker, Cyrus, who also happens to be the leader of the rebellion plaguing Regan. Eventually the queen and Regans wife, Claire, was going to find out that Regan was still seeing the human. Not letting anything slip she was going to have her killed so her position wouldn't be at risk. Cause afterall, if Regan cha

Everything went still. “What the hell happened here?” a familiar voice growled. I struggled to look up and saw Arthur, his eyes red and his face boiling with rage. He stormed toward the werewolf and jerked him up by his fur, his claws piercing deep into the man’s skin. The once monstrous wolf let out a cry of agony, shifting back to human form.

With each passing hour, his worries grew deeper, fueling a growing restlessness within him. Summoning his loyal servant werewolves to his side, King Rico commanded their attention. The formidable creatures, their eyes gleaming with a mix of obedience and anticipation, assembled before him. The grand hall echoed with the sound of their heavy footsteps as they formed a semi-circle around their king. "My loyal werewolves," King Rico's voice resonated through the chamber, commanding authority. "We have a pressing matter at hand. Rogers has gone missing, and we must find him at all costs. He is our blood, and his absence threatens our kingdom."

Emilia's eyes narrowed, and she felt a sense of unease rising up inside of her. "Who are you?" Emilia asked. The man smiled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "I am King Thorne," the man said. "And I am the ruler of the werewolf kingdom." Emilia's eyes widened in shock, and she felt like she had been punched in the gut. "The king?" Emilia repeated. King Thorne nodded, his eyes serious. "Yes, Emilia," King Thorne said. "I am the king. And I have a proposition for you."

William’s voice merged with the beautiful notes of the goddess. Vragenn listened in fascination to this dual voice. I looked, not daring to move - unable to move! - as the young man stopped in front of him at arm's length and raised a black sword. The Night Raven pierced the Lord's chest. Dark Power enveloped the blade, piercing the vampire king's body, arching it and shaking it with piercing pain. William pulled out his sword, taking a step back. Vragenn lowered his head, looking at the gaping wound in his chest. He touched her with his hand, staining his fingers with blood. A crazy smile appeared on the king's lips. The Lord looked into the dark eyes with unimaginable tenderness and longin

These weren’t just any werewolves, they were from the Azar clan, the largest and most feared of them all. Their former king, Khaos, had been ruthless beyond measure. Now, his eldest son Marcus had taken the throne… and was currently locked in a cell. That kind of move wouldn’t go unanswered. Capturing the king of such a powerful clan wouldn’t be seen as justice, it would be seen as weakness. As an insult.