Romans & histoires Vampire Werewolf

As for the blood wolf, it reverted back to its human form, but its head was deformed beyond recognition. Alpha Broderick scanned the place and saw that his subjects were in a disadvantageous position. He also noticed that the enemies number seems higher than theirs. Not only that, their regeneration speed was faster compared to his people. As blood wolves are vampires pet, they can be considered as its kin or descendant. They can suck blood from any lifeforms to restore their wounds and provide them energy. On the other hand, Alpha Broderick's warriors were tired and have accumulated wounds after wounds. Although their healing ability is fast, if the fight continues for several hours, they'l

Janice inclined her head as she mauled over his question. "Well, you know how Werewolves work, Sugar. They have a sacred bond with their partners." she reminded him. "Outside of that nonsense though. He could have said no, or she could have said no, but they stuck together anyways. He could have anyone he wished, and he kept a human woman at his side instead." he realized the disdain in his voice after he spoke. Janice looked at him with a softness in her eyes.

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

If he tried to convert me, it will still be useless, and he will caught me off guard. “I’m sorry, I’m just you know, I can’t really understand things about this since I am just new here.” “Werewolves serves as the protector of human,” he stated and smiled. Really? He is smiling again? “How about vampires?” “Why? Do you find vampires, cooler than us?” I shook my head. “No of course. I’m just curious, how did werewolves become friends with vampires?” I asked due to curiosity. “We have a deal, a collaboration between werewolves and good vampires. This started the time I saved Prince Jarred. Our enemy is the bad vampires,” he explained.

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.

He shows his teeth as if he was ready to bite Accalia and his saliva is dripping as if he that a delicious meal is right in his front. His growling heavily and he was looking at Accalia differently. It seems that he was not in his right mind. Rogues are werewolves that either have been kicked out of their pack or left on their own free will but some of them weren't in their right mind and only wants to kill or eat anything, just like a human. The eyes of the werewolf turned darker, which means his action will be more aggressive and he wouldn't care even if he would get wounds or be killed. Just like what Accalia encountered before... This Rogue only wants to kill her.

I shuddered, my knees almost buckling. He brought those fingers to his lips. I gripped his hand and stopped him before he could put them into his mouth. His fingers were tinted pink with my wetness. The tears, the semen, the wetness between my legs—what we Vampires accept as natural is something I'm not so sure wouldn't thoroughly disgust a human. "Paul, I'm a Vampire," I said. "What makes my body wet is blood." He smiled. "It's okay. I'm a Werewolf. It's what I eat."

he said. The gathered werewolves cheered in happiness, with some of them howling excitedly. “Ok, ok, let me finish.” He said, stopping their cheering. “This celebration is restricted to the members of this pack only and there will be lots of venison and drinks for everyone, so leave whatever you're doing and come to my mansion.” He concluded with both hands outstretched. The werewolves howled again as Alpha Tristan turned around and left with Adriana by his side and Maxion behind him.

Little did she know that this encounter with Lysandra and the halfling named Alex would mark the beginning of an extraordinary journey—one that would test her loyalties, unravel ancient secrets, and lead her to discover her true potential as a vampire noble. In the distant woods of Netherndel, a figure prowled amidst the shadows, its movements swift and silent. This creature was no ordinary vampire or celestial being but a werewolf, a supernatural entity cursed with a dual nature. Astrid was her name, a young werewolf burdened with a heavy heart. For years, she had struggled to control the beast within her, the insatiable hunger that plagued her existence. The nights were the hardest, as the

Her body is more lean and thin, but I wouldn’t underestimate her. Not only was the dinner situation unexpected, but my wolf paced restlessly in my mind. Alora, my beautiful reddish-brown furred wolf, mumbled under her breath constantly. She mentioned mates but then acted confused and said they weren’t mates. I definitely felt a pull to both of the strangers, but it was weak. I agree with Alora’s confusion. The guy was a vampire and the woman smelled like a human yet not, code for witch in my senses. There is no way I could been mated to either one of them, never mind both!