Werewolf Cake Novels & Stories

My wolf was alert, sensing no werewolves near the cafe. And how’s that possible? Then I observed the herbs around the cafe, which are used to hide the smell of the werewolves as well as vampires. I pushed the door of the cafe and immediately the two new scents of werewolves hit my nose while the rest of the five scents were familiar. And the moment my eyes landed on Aurora and her minions, I knew I was in trouble. I turned quickly to run but I came across an unknown face with a very tall muscular man with scary blood-red eyes that seemed to see straight through my soul.

He was very excited; apparently someone had given him a book of recipes for human confections, including ‘wedding cakes’. Wolf weddings usually ended in a hunt. Any prey brought down would be cooked over a fire and shared out among the guests. Humans had a large, ornate cake. Because I was part human, Leo suggested that we do both. So Leo would lead the wedding hunt with me at his side. Meanwhile, Eli prepared a massive cake with icing flowers and little sugar candy wolves. It was almost too beautiful to eat.

I asked, finding it hard to believe. "Yeah, because I am one." Derek told an unbelievable truth... "No! You're a human like myself." Ilet go of my wooden spoon... "Really? Then tell me what happened last night was ordinary.". He left me to answer, but when I couldn't give any response, he continued, "Sarah, I am a Werewolf, but I am cursed, and I need an antidote to cure me from losing myself.". . He looked at Justin with a sad counterance. I wasn't understanding anything, and so I asked, "What curse? And what was the ritual for?".I asked him another question...

Lola’s pov, It was the day of the moon festival a couple of weeks later. The normally quiet village was buzzing with sounds. Lola walked through the fields that were filled with little stalls where people could sell things. Every stall sold something different from hand-made clothes to carved wood, to home-cooked meals. Besides the stalls, there were different areas where you could play all sorts of games. Lola saw a couple of wolves doing a strength battle with a big rope between their teeth. She rolled her eyes at the excessive display of growls and grunts and walked to the big dancefloor in the middle. There was a band playing and around the wooden dancefloor, there were lanterns in the s

I heard Bazaar. I then know what the dark smoke was. It was wolfbane the substance they discovered to kill and weaken a wolf. The wolfsbane was now causing me difficulty breathing. My eyes run water and my vision became blurry still I didn't close my eyes. My eyes remained half-opened until I saw the dark dust that surrounded us slowly disappeared. When it did everyone within the wall was lying on the floor still and scared. It was not easy seeing them since my vision was still a bit blurry, but there was one image I could see clearly, and that was a white large werewolf that appears to be a she-wolf lying on the ground with a knife in its heart, covered in bright red blood. Bazaar walked ov

Unbeknownst to Kyle, it was just a temporary rule to seal his fate and someone else's. Drew Chen. The muscular, tall and handsome jet black haired and green eyed Werewolf and Witch. Drew smiled and walked towards his cousin Kyle. "It's been long since we saw each other. Why that look?" Drew said pouting his lips. "I know why you are here. What method do you guys want to use now to force me into getting married?" Kyle asked with a deadpan expression.

“You’re exhausted, Bianca. And stress isn’t good for the baby.” “But I’m fine—” “Oh, I’m sure you’re fine now, but you’ve still been pushing yourself too hard.” He gestured to the plans spread across the table. “Look, I’ve got this under control. The color scheme is set, the menu is being finalized, and I’ve even arranged for some traditional Werewolf elements to be incorporated.” That surprised me. “What Werewolf elements?” Isaac gestured to a sketch on the table. “Silver moon lanterns like the ones used in your mother’s pack. And the cake will have moonstone decorations, which I’m told is a Werewolf tradition for celebrating births, isn’t it?”

Cassie asked her with a little excitement. The woman ignored her. "Put our tiny pieces of paper into the cup," she ordered. Cassie did as she was told. Immediately the last shred was dropped it, a purple puff of smoke erupted and spelled the name Fenris Covel in the air. After it came another puff which made Cassie gasp. It read Werewolf.

My legs buckled, but John caught me, his arms steadying me before I collapsed. Then it hit me like lightning. Harriet had sent me a picture of the cake earlier. I thought it was just a simple brown cake, nothing dangerous. But now, the truth clawed at my mind. How could I have missed it? It was common knowledge, werewolves were fatally allergic to chocolate. "No, no, no!" I sobbed, shaking my head as tears poured down my face. My chest felt like it was caving in. "Moon Goddess, please! This can’t be happening!"

He knows that the rabbit folk specializes in sweets and would like to bring some to the werewolf children. “Here. A villager invented a new kind of sweet made from caramelized honey and peanuts,” the rabbit folk elder said as he offered his package to the others, “I hope you enjoy this.” “Oh! Yes! I definitely will!” the werewolf elder replied, “Right, what about you?” “We also have a new pastry. Their quite small so the children will have no problem handling them,” the werebear elder replied and smiled as he presented his package. “I can smell the sweetness from here!” the werewolf elder exclaimed.