Warewolf Books Novels & Stories

Thank you for following my stories, you don't know how much I appreciate it, I hope you stay tuned, there are still more books of my audit to come out. **WEREWOLF SAGA ( 3 BOOKS AVAILABLE AND GOODNOVEL) passion, alpha possessive and rebellious moon, temptations, infidelity and much more...**. - I BELONG TO YOU FOREVER BOOK 1 (23,300 READERS) - ENDLESSLY MINE BOOK 2 (5200 READERS)

Rearranging the books, I found a small brown book wedged behind them, but it didn’t have a title or seem to belong to the library. While putting the library books up, I took the unmarked book and opened the cover to see if something was inside to help me figure out where the book went. The cover had nothing, so I flipped the page and saw it was a journal. The handwriting looked familiar as if I had seen it before. Flipping the pages, I skimmed the contents and saw that it discussed microchips. It was also about changed wolves. I took the book to the loft to find out if it was related to the same thing I wanted to create.

Feral, male, and unforgiving, Maverick Grey was every bit as formidable as legend and legacy painted him to be. Isabella knew this from the moment the massive wolf stepped into his office. Her breath staggered at the power that rolled off him, filling the room with such thick masculine virility, she could have choked on it. But it was his eyes that were truly haunting, giving a glimpse of unspeakable violence, both seen and lived. The eyes of a warrior.

Chapter 34 Karien's Pov What the fucking has gone wrong with the CCTV footage? I had checked it before installing and activating it. Why the files are empty? I went through the record files to and fro, also went through recycle bin and backups but there were no records of tonight. How can this be possible? I don't believe I could make any errors. No, I should go through it again and also check the CCTV first. With pin drop silence I dashed to the house behind the house or you can say dungeon house for werewolves.

H y u n. I... a m... g o i n g... t i... r i p... o f f... y o u r... f i n g e r s... i f... y o u... d a r e d... t o... t o u c h... t h a t... b o o k... a n d... I... a m... f u * k i n g... s e r i o u s." She warnyth wolf spirit who gulped as his hand paused in mid air.

But on the lower shelf, pushed toward the back like something filed away rather than stored, I found it. No title on the spine. I pulled it free and opened the cover. “ A Complete Record of the Human Management System as Established by the Wolf Council in the Third Year Following the Great War’s Cessation,” I read out loud to myself. Great War. The same war, Mye had mentioned. I carried the book to the chair by the dead fireplace and sat down. The first section was bureaucratic—council minutes, resource allocations, the dry language of people building something terrible and calling it policy. I moved through it quickly, scanning for substance.

Although not as lethal as vervain is for a vampire, Wolfsbane is an effective plant to help keep a vampire at bay. Elsa snapped the book shut with a sense of satisfaction. Thankful that she kept such a complete garden of herbs for her medicines and spells, she rushed to the drying room and filled a few medium sized pouches with dried verbena and wolfsbane. She also grabbed a bit of dried garlic that she’d only just ground that afternoon. She wasn’t sure what she’d do with the garlic from her garden that she couldn’t do with garlic from a store, but it wouldn’t hurt to take it along.

Jessica said as went to get inside on one of the boxes behind her desk before throwing the old rugged book of the legend of the first werewolf. “Where did he even get this?” “I don’t know. It wasn’t written in his journal and since he got that apparition with him, he rarely writes on it but when he does, it is vague. Confusing and nonsense at all. Although, one thing was sure – it was a failure.” No one said a word and Mika was curious about what that human looks like. “What does that human look like, representative?” Handing him three pictures – one from childhood, mid twenties and the present one.

Kesakten Vampir Segawon. The words seemed to fill the gaze of Hugo who was opening the old book, reading it with growing impatience. These three words, if interpreted literally, mean the magic power of the wolf vampire, or wolvire's magic power. It contained everything a wolvire could do, in this case, of course, an ordinary wolvire.

He was there the first time she had shifted as a witch wolf. He had always told her shifting was always painful for most werewolves and she shouldn't expect anything less. What had amazed her and him was that she had shifted without any prior sign. He had been amazed at her size but wasn't envious nor jealous. He only told her that it attested to how powerful she was. She had inherited her father's size and fur. The only problem she had with him was the way he was worshipping Roberto and the way he was easily swayed.