Werewolf City Novels & Stories

Not that he thought of himself as the latter. He couldn’t believe all the things that he had just learned about himself, his friend, and the wide world that was beyond what he had known before. It was as if his eyes were finally opened. Like, this wasn’t just diving into the complexity of city life from his simpler days in the country. This was delving deep into the magical realm of vampires and werewolves, something that he would have been guarded from before.

CHAPTER 71 CORA’S POV The moment I stepped into the United City of Werewolves–my breath caught in my throat I had never seen anything like it There were massive towers everywhere. Sky scrapers that touched the sky. There were billboards and glowing streetlights and the scent of hundreds of different packs in the air. Wolves. Vampires. Humans. This wasn't the quiet pack town I had known. This place indeed a city and it was indeed beautiful. It was beautiful and terrifying because it was big. It was bigger than more than fifty pack towns combined.

“So, what do we need to know about Domlur?” Quinn asked while we are eating our breakfast at Rendall’s house. Last night, we decided to plan everything so that we can pull off this mission. It was supposed to be my mission but they used the word “our” and I can’t help but be thankful that I have them. “Well, Domlur is where werewolves live.” Quinn and I scowled at what Rendall said. That is common knowledge for god’s sake.

“And werewolves don’t think.” “You’re dead! What do you need to breathe for?” He waved his hand. “I promise I’m very alive. Just like that town you were in is very much not in the werewolf world.” “There’s no way vampires have a town. You’ve just taken over some old city in Candido’s territory! Werewolf territory.” I choked and coughed and he blew more smoke through the bars.

For Nicholas, the barcode was a blessing in disguise when because of it, all the werewolves were prohibited to do bad things, not just for their kind but for the humans as well. For that same reason, furious and hungry wolves, who love to stain their sharp claws and fangs with drops of blood, especially those ruthless alphas and Lunas have been dormant for years similar to a puppet. And he hasn’t heard any news about those merciless killings, colonization of other packs, and those unreasonable tortures all over the city.

) He wonders to himself however. 'Boom!' a large explosion goes off sending tree chunks at him. "Wwwwwwwaaaaaarrr!" The wolf cries out as it evades the chunks swiftly. "Haaaaaaaaa, you won't make this easy for me will you.... Huh Jason?" A girl's voice came from behind the destroyed tree. (Clara!) He yelled in his mind his fangs showing hostility towards his childhood friend. The red haired girl stepped up and watched as the wolf ran away again "Even as a werewolf you're still weird" a vein appearing on her forehead as she began the chase again.

The complete opposite of who Jenna Marie is. Selina tried to adjust the tempo, and she carefully memorized what Wolfgang had taught her and applied it naturally. Selina has met her father and mother, and now she goes to find her sister to check if there is any other suspicion. But fortunately, the younger sister was not very close to Jenna Marie, so she did not care or notice her unusualness. So the gate was finally over, and Selina successfully pretended to be Marie to return. All that day, she lived in the family without leaving any doubts, so Selina smoothly became Marie, the werewolf girl who continued to live as a human.

"Oh, come on! Even though we came from different packs we have a connection to each other." "You followed me," Kasper said with a serious tone in his voice. "I guess I did... But the problem is, why did you help her?" That night. The news about some Rogues that attacking humans is spreading. One of the rules of the werewolf village is to not encounter Rogues because it will be a disgrace to them. That's why the leader of the village told them to just ignore it.

They hugged him. "I thought I was kidnapped," Willow laughed. "She was freaking out. This place is awesome. It doesn't feel like I left Virginia at all" "Welcome to Woodville. Where werewolves roam freely" He spread out his hands. "And no, not everyone here is a werewolf. Some are just like Iris but they must be verified else they're dinner" He smiled. "Humans you mean" Iris made a face. "So why are we here instead of a cozy house with delicious food and scented baths?" Willow dreamingly said.

He clutched at the werewolf's shoulders and struggled to keep from falling. - So, what is next? he whispered weakly. Why do we need to go somewhere? Do you see this road? A road where living grass grows? “It’s strange, of course,” Vic nodded. “It’s not normal for Reeta, is it?” There is no life here. “This road leads to the city,” the werewolf said thoughtfully. “I think there must be water in there. – Are you kidding? What city? There are no cities in the forest of the damned!