Werewolf Book Series For Adults Novels & Stories

Both wolves flew ten meters away, scattering several vampires in the process. As wolves, Roy and I engaged in a fierce battle, our bodies agilely entwined, teeth and claws clashing in the air, our deep and growling roars echoing around us. Occasionally, vampires attempted to sneak attack me; those not bitten by me were dispatched by Roy out of his desire to personally defeat me and then end my life.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

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

Three months later. There was chaos in the wolf community. The vampire attacks had become more frequent and bold. Two more Alpha's had been killed, and we wondered who was next. We had no clue why the vampires were attacking, but they seemed to only be attacking packs that were close to my settlement. The packs on the other side were safe, so I couldn't call on Whiterose, Rosehip, or Wildbreed for help because the incursions were not close to their territory at all.

It screamed in pain and let go of her but before it could recover, her father rammed into it and massacred the wounded creature. Another howl rent the air and it appeared to give renewed energy to beasts, who now became even more vicious in their attacks, running about wildly like mad dogs. In the rabid haze, Erin noticed that her father, Danshak, and one of the Quandagh warriors created a kind of shield around her to make sure that the evil creatures didn’t get to her. Through the fray, she could see the Prime Alpha and Olna Raven fighting back to back with their sons nearby. The entire scene looked like something out of a horrible nightmare. The more the werewolves killed the beasts, the m

Rem was peering at me with a raised brow but said nothing. Clearing my throat, I glanced aside and tried to explain, “werewolves and wolves are similar but there are some differences. I have much to learn from the older ones back home so I don’t know everything myself. Wolves usually only have the alpha pair that mates, but with werewolves, everyone has a mate. Omegas are usually female but not always and… I guess things get complicated.”

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.

Was someone trying to tell me something? I picked up the opened book and studied the page. It was written by a woman in Australia who claimed to have been in contact with a pack of werewolves who’d allowed her to study them. I remembered how a good deal of it had sounded so farfetched that I’d closed the book with disdain. Now, after having dealt with and dissected one of those vile creatures, I re-read the pages with more interest and a far more opened mind. After leaning against my desk and reading a few more pages, I decided to pick up the rest of the mess that was caused by Max and my little sex tryst and then take the book upstairs with me. I was craving a sandwich and a glass of wi

Maybe he wouldn’t be friends with Nico now. Knowing of his friend’s awkward situation, that last thought, for him, was much more sad than learning about slavery. As he looked up at the ceiling, wondering, he wished he could do more to make the turn of events better for him as well as everyone else. ---------- The next day filled the young man with a subtle excitement that somehow replaced his dreaded feeling of restlessness. It could have been because he had finally turned, releasing that pent-up emotion. This would be his first day as a full-fledged werewolf.

“When a wolf with golden eyes is born, her awakening marks the dawn of great change. Upon maturity, her blood and essence shall hold the power of immortality. Her rise will call forth bloodshed and war, for many shall seek what only her death can give.” I felt my stomach twist. My breath came in sharp gasps as I continued reading. “The golden-eyed wolf is rare beyond measure. Her power is both a blessing and a curse. Should a wolf fall beside her, she may absorb its essence — its strength, its hearing, its speed. But her gift will bring ruin if revealed, for those who crave power will hunt her until she bleeds her last.” I shut the book, my fingers shaking. “No… no, it can’t be her,” I whisp