Werewolf:complete Series Novels & Stories

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.

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.

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

he revealed which surprised the human. “You mean… those from myths? How do you even know they’re real?” ‘Because I am a werewolf.’ Tyr answered in his head but immediately brush it off, afraid that Zane might hear his unspoken words again. Instead, he tore a piece of his cloth to casually wrap it around his classmate’s arm to stop the bleeding. Zane just let the other guy aid his arm as he is starting to feel the sting from the scratch. “Zeev and I moved in Tilbury to hunt rogues as they are very dangerous to humans. That’s why we are always out here during full moons because they are uncontrollable during those times,” he honestly told.

I saw Adrian's face pale in the rearview mirror. Even though I am the Alpha Prince, Drud is not a wolf to be fucked with, and I'm not saying it to stroke my ego. He is the legendary Ember Dire Werewolf, the fourth after five generations had passed. His coat is black and red, exactly like burning embers. He is twice the size of a normal werewolf and can force any wolf into submission, whether it is a pureblood or half-breed. Drud can also turn humans into werewolves. It's the first thing Drud and I want to do to Laura, whilst me mate.

The portal’s shimmering light illuminated the shattered lair, casting stark shadows as figures emerged—tall, battle-scarred werewolves with eyes glowing a mix of silver and amber, their auras radiating ancient power. These were the guardians of the hidden packs, remnants of clans that had vanished after the war that claimed Autumn’s parents, sworn to protect the Callisto legacy from threats like the Crescent Order. Their arrival sent a ripple of hope through the chaos, their growls harmonizing with the fading hum of Elias’s dying light. Autumn clung to her brother’s body, his silver blood still warm in her hands, the mingled essence fueling her connection to Alina, who battled the grotesque

The soundwaves of my outburst shake the ground around me, my body vibrating euphorically as the powerful outpour floods from my lips while I burn with unkempt rage. The creatures collapse to the ground, overwhelmed, crying out for mercy as they curl up and shout in pain during the length of my anguished outcry. When the stinging finally seises within my thigh, I turn to face the twisted creatures as they shuffle backwards in defeat, terrified as they glare upwards before quickly dispersing and scattering into the surrounding shadows and out of sight. “No way…” my wolf chuckles breathlessly, her tone mischievous as she seems pleased with the revelation, “I think mom might have been right…” sh

While she had been returning, she had collided with her husband, Cole, on the road, who was twenty two years old at that time. As soon as they had collided, they had recognized each other as their mate. But what she did not know was that her husband, Cole, was a monster scarier than anyone else in the pack. Cole’s wolf was aggressive and bad. As soon as he had recognized Elsa as his mate, he had lost control over his wolf. He had turned into his wolf halfway, and had kidnapped Elsa on the spot. Elsa had screamed and shouted in surprise and fear and had protested against Cole’s tight hold over her hips and body but she was a weak werewolf. Her strength was nothing compared to Cole’s.