Werewolf Bl Novels & Stories

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

They are just waiting for the right time to attack us, just to bring us down so I understand him. “All right, fine,” I surrendered, which made him laugh heartily. I don’t even know now if he just loves having debates with me when it comes to this kind of situation to make me shut up and follow what he said, or if he’s just trying to make me realize that I’m wrong. Still, he’s enjoying it whenever I surrender. .... “Your Highness Celeste, I apologize for interrupting your rest, but a werewolf named Sebastian Lyall Volkov visited you and he’s now in the living room. He informed me that you are his mate, and he’s—” My eyes widened and immediately sat on my bed.

Together, they would face whatever threat lurked in the shadows, drawing upon their shared power and unwavering bond. As the scent of the approaching werewolves grew stronger, Blake and Lily braced themselves, preparing to confront their adversaries head-on. With the waxing moon casting its pale glow upon the scene, Lily's keen senses allowed her to identify one of the oncoming figures - Jake. She glanced into Blake's eyes, and in that momentary exchange, an unspoken understanding passed between them. They had to fight together, united against her own pack.

For a moment her face was hidden by her messy light brown hair, but then she looked up to reveal her face. His sharp dark green eyes scanned my face then turned to the face of the child in my arms. At this close distance I could see a wound on one of his eyebrows which was still bleeding a little. And from this close distance I can smell its unique aroma; this man is a werewolf, and he has a very strong aura similar to Alex. Those green eyes returned to my face, then I realized that He was waiting for my answer. "Thank you" I muttered hoarsely.

She had to be losing her mind. She looked down at the book again and carefully turned the page. "As only a few mythical creatures can claim," she read, "werewolves have been described throughout different parts of the world for centuries. In the last century, several werewolf sightings have been recorded. The werewolf legend has spread across borders, even across seas and oceans. The shapeshifter wolf has the ability to change form at any time. Aggressive energy or anger may increase the likelihood of causing an unintentional transformation, so such shifters are cautioned to practice extreme discipline and self-control. Black and white werewolves, particularly, are also able to maintain the

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.

Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tonga

ZIRA While talking to Nina, the rogue lunged toward me. I readied myself to fight, tooth and nail when I saw a blur jump in front of me. A giant dark gray werewolf appeared out of nowhere and knocked the rogue back in midair. I scented him, realizing he wasn't from our pack, and by the size and power flowing from him, he had to be a high rank. Maybe a Beta or an Alpha. I stumbled forward as the pain of my wounds became more apparent, and the gray werewolf used his body to keep me from hitting the ground face-first. His fur was so soft, and I almost lost myself in it.

Alpha Vic cried, tears streaming down his face. Just then, we heard the pups crying. "Hmm. Maybe we should continue this on shore when ladies and pups aren't present," Blake said, and gave him several blows to his face until he was knocked out again. Just then, Sara appeared. "We're close to shore now," she said. "And there's one problem." "What?" Blake and I both looked up at her. She pulled off all her clothes, and before we knew what was happening, she shifted into her wolf form and lunged for Alpha Vic, severing his head from his body.

He asked, turning to stare at the witch as he moved into a seated position. Marianne laughed slightly, knowing that Blanche did not have the power to do such a thing as heal a werewolf's bite; and yet, it was Silas who spoke whilst I remained silent. “No, it was not the witch.” He said slowly, moving to kneel beside me and his second in command. Ezio's eyes widened as his gaze once again landed on me, “She couldn’t have, Luna is not a healer.” “Not for normal wounds she is not, but Werewolf damage can only be healed by sunlight, or a sunlight witch.” Mari explained with a smile, adjusting her glossy purple gown.