Werewolf Animes Novels & Stories

Dina's POV He repeated the question, but all I could do was gape at him. I tried to form some words, but my mouth just opened and closed, not making any words. I knew what he meant... Some werewolf legends told of wolves with unimaginable powers. White Wolves were immune to silver and even had the ability to heal others. Dire Wolves were huge beast-like wolves, that could snap a man in half with their strength. Lycans were werewolf legends, rumored to be the children of the Moon Goddess herself, and were the type of monsters that nightmares were made out of. Even Bloodlusted Wolves were more or less considered a novelty, although it wasn't something a wolf was born with. They said it was a d

Alpha Carmen stated, his authoritative voice resonating through the room. Alpha Abel, who is standing beside him, added, "We must devise a strategy to quell these attacks and protect our kin. Suggestions, anyone?" The room buzzed with conversation as they delved into the pressing matter, each leader contributing insights to formulate a plan that would safeguard the werewolf kingdom from the rising threat of rogue attacks. "We need to strengthen border patrols," suggested Beta Sonia, emphasizing the need to increase security at the border. "Even with the security we have, they still managed to find their way through, so that might not help," Alpha Carmen explained, and everyone nodded in agre

For werewolves, the full moon is a sacred occasion. A werewolf pack congregates for their own rites in the same manner that humans might dress nicely and convene at a place of worship. The location where we meet for the Trialblazer pack is roughly an hour and a half northwest of Toronto. Two hundred acres of pristine territory where we can securely wander as the monsters we become every full moon were once home to a pack long before Canada was known as New France, at the time when our ancestors fled northern Europe in longboats.

Lycan bravely confronted the witch, but she was too powerful for him to defeat on his own. Lycan returned to the forest and gathered the bravest and strongest werewolves to help him defeat the witch. Together, they journeyed to the moon and engaged in a fierce battle with the witch. The werewolves fought with all their might, but the witch was relentless and seemed to be invincible. Just when all hope seemed lost, a young wolf pup stepped forward. This small and unassuming creature was filled with bravery and a pure heart. The pup approached the witch and, with a voice filled with conviction, told her that she had no right to take away the moon's power.

It is really important to read such information before you start reading the story. 1) Werewolves : Werewolves are shapeshifters that can transform from humans into wolves. They have a superpower and high speed, high Senses that allow them to see, hear, smell, and taste better than any other normal human being. There are many types of werewolves such as: Lycans Pack werewolves Cursed werewolves Elemental werewolves Rogues

I could feel the primal rage emanating from its eyes, but I met its gaze with unwavering resolve. As the werewolf's struggles weakened, I knew victory was within reach. Drawing on every ounce of strength, I summoned a final surge of power. With a primal howl, I tightened my grip, snapping the creature's neck. The werewolf let out a guttural howl of pain, its body crumbling to the ground. Its body went limp beneath me, and his life was extinguished.

The female Dire wolf howled in anguish into the air and her fellow dire wolves rallied to her side. "You blood suckers will all die!!" Luperca screamed like a banshee as she bowled bodily into the vampire troops. Luperca and her wolven brethren cut, bit, slashed and ripped their way through the vampire force, never stopping to take note of their numerous injuries or bruises. Luperca with grief shrouding her eyes, had been transformed into a hurricane of claws and life ending blows as the female Dire wolf tore through the ranks of Vampires who fought back valiantly but were no match for a vengeful Werewolf.

As the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of orange and pink, the werewolf pack gathered in the heart of Luka's territory, their eyes ablaze with determination. Ardolf, a towering figure with a mane of jet-black fur, exchanged a knowing glance with Brian, his trusted lieutenant. Athena, with her sleek silver coat and piercing amber eyes, stood by their side, ready for the impending battle. Behind them, the rest of their pack, a formidable force of loyal warriors, awaited the signal.

“Winter, if she was pushed off of a cliff, he didn’t kill her. Werewolves can’t die by drowning. It might cause them some discomfort. But they’ll still come out of it alive. Didn’t you hear what Roman told me?” Winter shook her head. “Sorry, I was a little busy distracting myself with clothes. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a closet like that before.” “Me, either,” said Nora, smiling, “but Roman told me that a werewolf could only be killed by a few things. One of their own kind, fire, and silver blessed by a priest.” Winter glared. “It doesn’t matter. It was cruel. He shouldn’t have done something like that.” “It wasn’t Ares.”

Andrews. I put my glasses on to look closer. I ask them; "Okay. We already know that have ever was in that tomb, killed a lot of people." "Not that part, Dr. Andrews. This section over here." I enlarge the image to look at it closely. My jaw drops as I see it. I ask the team; "Is that a-" "It is a werewolf! We have discovered the first actual evidence of the existence of a werewolf." I step back and say;