Werewolf:complete Series の小説・ストーリー

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.

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But then, with a sudden growl, she charged at them, her claws extended. The pack members leapt into action, each one fighting to protect their own. Emilia and Oliver fought side by side, their movements fluid and coordinated. They were a formidable team, their love and trust in each other giving them strength. Finally, with a final blow, the werewolf was defeated. She lay on the ground, her eyes slowly fading back to their normal color. The young werewolf rushed to her side, tears streaming down his face. Emilia and Oliver approached, their hearts heavy with sorrow. They knew what had to be done. Together, they performed the final rites, laying the young werewolf's sister to rest.

He added. “T…Two…” I opened my mouth and closed them. “Don’t tell me you can’t speak as well,” he said leaning against his chair. I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Two years is a long time,” “I don’t know why you wanted to get married to me and I don’t care but I need you to convince my mom you are absolutely in love with me and you hope to one day be my destined mate,” “Mate????,” “Yes, I am not human as you presume, I am a werewolf, the Alpha of the biggest pack,” He announced proudly. Something with the way he said it sounded like he was telling the truth.

Unsure at first she crinkled her nose, but the scent soon grew so strong and unmistakable. Tara shifted her gaze to the thick undergrowth and trees by the left of the gravesite several hundred meters away. She caught three human shapes hidden inside the bush, away from sight. Anger surged through her, making her shiver visibly. The impossible had happened. Wolves! Werewolves have somehow entered into the country escaping their radar, and they even had the guts to come to her grandmothers’ burial!

Love, Coco — S T A T U S — GENRE: Werewolf SUB-GENRE: Romance STARTED| 15th of June 2020 FINISHED| 4th of February 2021 — R A N K S — #1 on Lycan | 14/08/21 — C O M P L E T E D —

The young wolf is whimpering and screaming in surrender, but they mercilessly continue their assault. I roar furiously and plow through the pile, as if they were cardboard figures standing in the way. I turn around and throw myself at them. One at a time, they fall for my senseless bites and raking claws. Finally there is only one of them back. Like a whiplash, I return to the driver's seat and take control of my consciousness when I see the large werewolf stand bend over Andreas' limp body. The light brown body lays far too still.

He kicked his hands on the table while making a furious face. "Damon was faster than Tyler!" I muttered. "Who are these Damon and Tyler?" He rolled his eyes. "I am talking about the web series—the vampire diaries!" I laughed, and he looked at me before rolling his eyes. "Excuse me—real life is different from web series." He shrugged his shoulders. "Ok, boss, I respect your opinion!" I smiled while making him calm. "Tell me something more about the werewolves." I licked his hand, which made me almost melt into his actions.

She couldn't quite grasp what had happened, but one thing pierced her with absolute clarity—that body was no longer me. The sickening smell of decay grew heavier, cutting through the room's perfume. At last, Lily decided she wouldn't wait any longer. It was time to let the "Luna" go. So, when Ryan got back from the Northlands, the first thing he saw upon arriving at the Alpha's estate was Lily and several werewolf attendants closing the coffin. The heavy wooden lid was already halfway shut, its silver-inlaid edges engraved with the Luna's crest. Ryan lunged forward, eyes bloodshot, only to stumble over his own feet and crash heavily against the coffin.