Victorian Werewolf Novels & Stories

With a blink of an eye, he was at the entrance of the den, he entered and walked through the walls covered in cobwebs and flickering candles, casting his reflection across the stale air. Thick red velvet curtains adorn the windows and fluttered with the wind, Pascal stepped forward and stood before four vampires. His gaze was cold as he studied them, and the colours of their eyes changed to a deep scarlet, a sign of impending violence. "A werewolf in our den?" one of them growled in annoyance. Pascal darted at them with a speed faster than sound, low groans and moans escaped their mouths, and they fell making flesh thuds. Pascal moved swiftly, killing all the vampires he saw on his way until

Kael broke free, reaching her, shielding her with his body. Veyr laughed, blood dripping from his jaws. “You bleed,” he said. “And your child waits.” He lunged, aiming for the inner door. Elara surged, pain forgotten, placing herself between Veyr and the crypt. Her claws sank into his chest, deep, twisting. He gasped, red eyes widening. Then, slowly, smiled. “You cannot stop what is coming,” he whispered. He collapsed, dead. The Eclipse wolves faltered, leaderless, beginning to retreat.

There could be more victims like yesterday. Yesterday, she was only able to kill one as her ex keeps on following her around even today. He only stopped when she finally screamed at him in front of a lot of people. He must've fest so embarrassed and finally, she was at peace now that she's by herself, but the Vampires were such a headache. As she stopped by in front of four people busily talking to each other, he noticed the guy on the middle of four girls had a white hair and red eyes. A vampire who didn't concealed his identity, she's lucky.

He replied confidently. "Oh...how thrilling and exciting, I am held transfixed and puzzled on what you know about me Mr. Liam, please, do well to enlighten me so I might apologize and beg for your mercy before my shortcomings and sins consume me." It was best to act along so he can reveal whatever it was he thought was good enough information to stand there smugly even after his crimes had been read out to him, underneath my mockery which his ego did not let him notice, there was curiosity, could it be that he had found out about my nature, that I was not a human but a werewolf?

Mama and Papa were stunned and glanced at Alpha Riley, but he is at the window staring outside. “Did you hear me? Eat!” Victoria glared. “But it’s on the floor, Miss,” Mama reasoned. “I am fully aware of that slave,” she cast a stern look at Mama Thelma, “She lives with us. A werewolf despite being a human. So now she should show us that she is one of us.” “But…,” “It’s okay, Mama,” I squat on the floor. I lower my head, so my mouth can reach the steak. Tears started flooding my cheeks as I ate the food on the floor like an animal. Victoria is laughing triumphantly, folding her arms together. She grabs my hair, pulling it backward.

For months, a shaky truce had held between the vampires and werewolves, forged in blood after centuries of war. Viktor, a tall vampire with sharp features and eyes like polished obsidian, stood guard outside the princess's chambers. His job was simple: protect Lira, the werewolf princess, at all costs. One slip, one breach of the peace, and the fragile agreement would shatter, dragging both races back into slaughter.

Werewolves were immortal and fast healers. Victoria could smell the wound on his arm and knew it was infected but could form no sympathy for the man before her. "What's wrong with you?" He glared at her sideways. "Nothing is wrong with me." "Why do you want me, Vincent? What could you possibly want with me!?" she cried, tears of frustration welling in her eyes. "You'll find out soon enough," he remarked absently. Her lower lip trembled. "Please just let me go. I won't tell-"

Maelis asked. “The prophesy speaks of the Vampire having 6 wolves at the time of the Great War but after Lisa’s death, I was left with only five from the very start. Now, after Laira and Jenette’s death, I only have three. So clearly, it is not me they are talking about in the prophesy,” Victor said. “Why did you hurt your mate then ?” Lucan asked. “I have never hurt any of my mates. I am thankful to the Moon Goddess to have blessed me with the most powerful and charming girl as my mate,” Victor said as he squeezed Zoe’s hand and smiled towards her.

This created privacy for the party. Holding Alpha King's hand, I was treated with the most solemn ceremony. The werewolves living in human society were the ones who had the fastest access to information, they knew that Alpha King had found a mate. When I held his hand obviously they knew that I was his mate. Maybe they knew not only my name but also all the information related to me. News was an extremely important resource. These werewolves grasped the news very quickly. The party was not lavishly decorated, but focused on sophistication with the main colors being white and black hidden in the dim lights.

Drew said in a playful tone after seeing that Kyle had ended the call. About two hundred years ago, a war broke out between the rogue Vampires and Werewolf's. Kyle's past self, Duke Kile Chen was among those who fought in the war. At that time, the Werewolf's defeated the Vampires and soon, they seemed to coexist without any troubles. But now, it still seemed like there was bad blood lingering in the air because of Grey Jang the vampire who seeked revenge. Unbeknownst to Kyle, there was another creature who seeked revenge also. War awaits...