Werewolf Daddy Novels & Stories

ROGER WILLIS I don’t have any idea where to even begin with sir Idris Lykaios. Not only that he became my boyfriend, he’s also kind of became my daddy. A sizzling hot werewolf daddy. It doesn’t sound appropriate to even call him daddy but he’s been the figure that’s always teaching me something new, something unexpected, something dreadful, almost everything. Even before we became this close and intimate with each other, he’s already been educating me and now he’s continuing what he just started.

Drake said, he stepped close to his daughter and place a hand on her shoulder. He grinned, "she is a hybrid, she is a werewolf and a vampire. Her mother was a werewolf, that's why I ended up killing her by the way. I just needed and offspring with a werewolf blood so I can open the werewolf portal nothing more." He said casually. Alexa shrugged his hand off as her fist clench. "She needed a pour blood to be able to open the portal, she need your blood and you gave it to her the day you left." He said.

"I already told you I'm not working alone." I folded my arms, glancing impassively around the warehouse's interrogation room. Various "persuasion" devices lined the walls, ready for use extracting answers from stubborn inmates. The stepfather was chained spread-eagle between two pillars, cuts and bruises marring his face from my men's heavy fists. Yet still he resisted revealing critical information. "And I grow tired of your games," I replied. "Who is this mysterious partner you are protecting? Another abuser of women and children?" The stepfather bared his teeth in a gruesome grin. "Worse. He's real power in this town - not some upstart gang lord like yourself. The Black Viper has eyes and

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

“I can raise my daughter, I can make my daughter happy, without him. My father sighed, continuing to speak. “You couldn't say that. He's Lona's mate, she has to live with him to be happy." "I'm not your mate, we're still living happily." My mother objected. My father had lived in human society for many years, but he was still a werewolf, his thinking was of course not the same as my mother's.

His cum dripped down my chin, mingling with my tears, a stark reminder of his dominance, his control. ***** I came to ruin my ex. I never meant to kneel for his father. I came back to ruin Caleb Vane. I had a plan that was cold, sharp, and merciless. But then I met Malric Vane. The man doesn’t flirt. He commands. One glance and my legs trembled. One word and I was on my knees. He’s the Lycan every wolf fears. The man no one touches. And now I wake up in his bed, spread wide, bite-marked, and dripping for more. He says I wasn’t born…I was made. Made to obey. Made to please him. And the worst part? He’s right. Because every time he calls me good girl, I forge

Knowing that he could see them, Hazel made them visible but her face carried a shocked expression. "What is it Hazel" Claire asked, "It's not possible" she blurted, "What's not possible" Claire asked, "He is a Perrenial Wolf, a direct descendant from the demon Hades who mated with a white wolf" She answered confusing Claire the more, "I don't understand what you are saying" Claire replied, "He is the destruction of the world" Hazel whispered to her, Claire was dumbfounded with the words coming out of Hazel's mouth, she opted to Luther and stretched her hands to him, he mumbled at her touch spurring his fur.

"Listen carefully, my son. I want you to know that from today, your life will never remain the same. Your life would have to change to something different and unlike you." "Daddy, what are you saying?" I had asked in confusion. "Shush!!" He said, placing a finger on his lips. "Don't talk, just listen." I nodded my head. "Something terrible happened today. Something that would forever be in your mind, no matter how much you try to let go of it. Today, which is a sacred day in our land, we have been attacked by strangers from another land." "Strangers?" I asked in confusion. He cleared his throat. "They call themselves werewolves, I know you must have heard of them."

he replied "Can't we device a means to kill them? I mean..they know how to defeat us even on the full moon." Axel sighed "Nina..the thing is we're yet to face the most powerful of them.He's the main cause of this war.His mother was a werewolf.She married a vampire,a forbidden act.She was killed along with the vampire.They had him before that though." "So you can imagine.He's a half werewolf.He knows our every weaknesses.Probably the one who gave away the tactic of defeating us even on the full moon"

Whispers of a hybrid heir had reached the traditionalists, the old guard who'd kill to preserve their vision of werewolf purity The game had begun, and the stakes were blood deep "I'm listening," I said quietly "Not over the phone. Tomorrow night. The Waldorf penthouse. Come alone." The line went dead I looked at Lucian, who'd heard every word thanks to werewolf hearing "Well, brother," he said grimly, "looks like your son just became the most dangerous three-year-old in America." And I realized with crystal clarity that everything had changed I'd never wanted to be a father, but now with Alex and Lora in the crosshairs of werewolf politics, I knew one thing with absolute certainty.