Novel & Cerita Ugly Werewolf

A ridiculously good-looking one though. "That huge zit on your face," I snapped back. He narrowed his eyes at me. "That's not even possible." Damn, so he must have been a werewolf. Although I, personally, couldn't distinguish between our kind, they could recognize I was one of them—I apparently still smelled like one even without my wolf. "Guess you must be growing weak then," I came back quickly. "Too weak to fight off acne now! Before you know it, your hair will recede, and you'll get scrawny. Then you'll be just as ugly as your personality!"

Fuck it here's goes nothing. I AM A WEREWOLF!!!

I rolled my eyes mentally as I manage to cry like this is the last day of my life. They are 6 feet tall as their skin started to decay, where you can see an almost skinless werewolf. They have this very stinky smell like a corpse. I didn’t even puke because I was already used to this kind of encounter. “Grrr…Growl” I acted innocent as they look at each other nodding. I grimace as I can read their minds clearly. “She’s a human. An additional victim, maybe her blood is unique.” The other werewolf rogue speaks.

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

She was supposed to be unconscious! The girl's eyes glow a golden hue as she stares at Gee menacingly. She suddenly shifts into her white wolf and starts attacking the other two werewolves, her fangs sinking deep into their flesh. Blood stains the ground as one of the werewolves' limbs' is severed and the other's eyes are clawed. "SHIT!" the other one curses. "What are you standing there for?! Help us sedate the woman!" Gee yells at the vampires. "HOW?"

Alpha King growled. Another “smash” sounded. The only cup left on the table was also thrown to the ground by him. The appearance of the Alpha King right now was extremely scary. I had only known him for a day, I didn't understand his personality and human nature, and I didn't know what he could do when he was really angry. That made me tremble. He was the Alpha King, the king of werewolves, the strongest and most arrogant werewolf. He was not an easy person to deal with.

“Don’t know… don’t want to know.” Something watched them—vision sharp, edges burning. Their breaths curled like ghosts. “Probably just a stray,” Martin said, not believing it. Hydraulics whined. The arms lifted the dumpster. A heavy THUD hit the truck roof—metal shuddered. Walt yelped, tumbling out of the open door. “What the—” The bin trembled. Another bang. Then— With a crashing boom, the dumpster slammed down, and a hulking shadow vaulted from behind it: a towering werewolf, black-furred, eyes burning amber. It hit Martin in a streak of teeth and claws.

She said as she bowed in apology. “Humph.” I said as I turned my back to her. “That is too be expected,” I replied. “No one comes close to my intellect after all.” “Would you mind imparting your wisdom into me by telling me what you found interesting?” She asked “I am a very gracious individual so of course I can do this much.” I replied. “Thank you alpha.” She said with another bow. “Not a problem.” I replied. “Basically, I have known Alpha Tristan as an extremely rudeless werewolf. He has always been the kind of person to kill first and ask questions later.” I began.

As I absorbed this information, I realized that my understanding of werewolves and their societal structures was just beginning, and there was much more to learn Marie then shifted to discussing the fifth faction, her tone growing more somber. "This group could be considered the most formidable and perilous. They have ties to the human underworld, controlling mafia networks, gambling rings, drug trafficking, and various illegal enterprises. Even governments hesitate to confront them. Their leader is Alex, known as the Dark King. He has subdued several Alpha werewolves, turning them into his elite forces. His ambition is to conquer the Werewolves Kingdom. Alex is notorious for his cruelty – m

My head was hurting a little and it felt like I had a migraine. I looked around and then I saw a figure standing in front of me. He was a tall, muscular man with piercing yellow eyes. He was a werewolf, and his aura was dark and menacing. He was dressed in a pair of tattered jeans and a black leather jacket, and he looked like he hadn't showered in days. He was the epitome of a rogue werewolf, and I knew I was in grave danger.