Werewolf Cookie Novels & Stories

By now, everyone in the True Mates pack in the surrounding area had figured out how much power the multi-colored coated werewolves could wield. And for the first time in my life, a single werewolf with a multi-colored coat could have their pick of any mate they wanted. No one was going to tell them no or shun them because of their fur color. In fact, multi-colored coated wolves were in high demand because they would give a pairing a power-up, especially for those who weren’t already born into families of ranking wolves. So with confidence, I happily frosted two sets of cupcakes. Aurora wanted mermaid princess cupcakes, so I was frosting those teal and putting shimmery sparkles of every color

The air was deliciously heavy with baking smells, letting me breathe in sugar and cinnamon and cloves. I envied the way werewolves didn’t really have to worry about their weight. If they noticed a few extra pounds, they transformed and ran through the forest until they were trim again. In fact, it was still a thing with richer, older werewolf males that they purposefully packed on a few pounds as a sign of their wealth and social status. Every time I ate one of those butter-sugar-flour cookies, I felt my waistline expand. Thank the goddess chasing after the girls was excellent exercise.

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.

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.

I could get a girl off just as thoroughly, I might add. During the nights of the full moon us lady wolves all got pretty horny, while the males were off hunting, we would often indulge in some heavy petting. . I did love to worship a big beautiful juicy cock, tho, especially one as sweet smelling and delicious as this one. His skin was so warm and salty, it reminded me of peanut butter.

I look at my clock and see I have 10 minutes left so I put on my shoes and texted Derric that I will be waiting for them in the lobby. We have arrived at the royal castle 10 minutes early. After they announced us we walked into the hall. We start mingling with the other werewolves that are present. Mostly all the unmated supernatural are present except for the Alpha, Beta, and third in command couples. We have to be here no exception. I look around hoping to find someone that looks interesting to talk to. I see a young fairy walking towards me. "Hi, my name is Celia. I'm the sister of the fairy queen."

"Can you stop whatever you're doing? I'm trying to explain things to you here. How is it even possible for a person to be such a 'talkative' like you?" "'Talk' what?" she questioned, and I found myself forced to explain stuff to her. "Talkative... It's talkative and active, talkative." "Are you sure you are the one known as the Lord of Night?" I rolled my eyes at her stupid question, then I decided to keep going while explaining. "Let's focus on what seems to be more important, which is the cure..." Again, she cut me off without waiting for me to explain further. "The werewolf gene isn't an illness to be cured. You better watch your mouth. If you're eager to find a cure, then find it for you

Rosie wrinkles her nose, "That's weird." I raise my brow, "Says the She-Wolf baker who burns her cookies," Rosie gasps playfully, then smacks my arm, "I'm a great baker! This was just stress baking!" "As for what you were asking, we do have a festival coming up. It's called the Moonlight Festa; I think it would be good for you to join. You can connect to your Werewolf side in a way you haven't before," Rosie smiles warmly. Her smile was cute; I couldn't say no, "Alright, I'll join. When is it?"

I instantly replied. "I see." Rosh replied. "Do werewolves have religion?" I asked because I was curious. "We believe in the moon goddess."Rosh replied. "Ahh, but you know about Christmas Holidays?" I asked. "Of course, we know about Christmas, remember we have staff that are humans." Rosh replied. "How about we organised a Christmas Party in the villa. We can celebrate it to ease our recent problems." I suggest. "Hhmmm, good idea, I guess the staffs will like it." Rosh replied.

) 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.