Novel & Cerita Werewolf Diaries

And I had seen too much of the world – its cruelty – to have any illusions. I could deal with cold facts, though. Pushing aside the pile of assorted clutter in front of me, I turned on my laptop and searched up the net, browsing the links strictly available only to the werewolf community. Those links are used to teach younger wolves about their origin in schools and high schools. Within minutes, I’d found another artifact written by my parents. Deciding that I needed to take a second, I clicked on it and while the page started loading, I gulped down the rest of the mango juice, needing to feel the cold drink going down my throat to feel somewhat better.

He spoke slowly, not fully looking at the diary in his hand. "What else?" Beta Dai continued to ask. “Wait for me a moment.” He needed time to find the information in the book. Beta Dai didn't have the patience to say it anymore. “Turn to page fifty-three, it says his reward is a silver werewolf trophy, correct?” He nodded without flipping through the pages of his diary.

I've started another werewolf book ! It's called Reconnect, check it out if you want : "Whatever stories you have heard about me... They aren't all true." "I've witnessed your horror first hand," I said slowly and watched as his beautiful eyes darkened. "I promise you that the next time you scream my name will be when you're in my bed, panting, naked and begging for more." * A girl with a huge secret that came in the form of two adorable two year olds.

I need answers. I sprint to the library and inquire at the front desk for books referencing "hearing voices" and "werewolves." My first step is to study the basics of werewolf anatomy and then progress to the obligatory high school textbooks. Halfway through reading, I feel like a complete idiot. All the books suggest it is possible that my wolf is coming to me.

I didn’t try to get the scene behind my eyes like I usually try to, I let it play again this time, relieving when the kiss happened, sleep welcomed me without me knowing. I saw a wolf, a huge black wolf. I looked around trying to figure out where I was but all I could see was a maze of trees, my heart thundered. The wolf standing a few feet away from me it didn't look like it was a normal wolf, it was more compared to the a wolf. It had black furs and long sharp pointed canine that looked sharp enough to rip iron apart. It stared at me like a predator stalking its prey, waiting for the perfect moment to lunge.

I woke up in the middle of the night. The room was pitch black except for the faint blue glow of the flame lamp on the wall. Lily had fallen asleep, slumped against the edge of my bed. Her lashes were still wet with tears, her face tired but unyielding. I stayed perfectly still, careful not to wake her, but my thoughts kept spinning. Everything that had happened lately played over and over in my mind. Clearly, werewolves were way too tough, so killing them was next to impossible. If I wanted to get back to the human world, ordinary suicide methods wouldn't cut it.

Then I began to grow anxious and doubtful. As I was busy searching for a book, something finally caught my attention. It was a book recording a few names of the people who awakened their werewolf side as early as ten years old. “According to the records, there is a werewolf tribe known for their early awakening, and it normally happens at the age of ten years old. They will remain in pain for three days and nights before they awaken their wolf. However, this tribe has never shown itself to the public, so records about them are limited to just the names of the people with the most peculiar awakenings amidst them.”

Rowan left before Iris could see him. Iris sat up and looked around. The air stank of blood and the bank was carpeted with dead bodies. Iris felt nauseous and and finally threw up. "Tell me I was dreaming" She looked at her best friend who looked at Japh. Japh shook his head. "You were…he was…" Iris pointed and touched her forehead. "Breathe" "Werewolves don't exist, right?" She suddenly stood up. "Because there's no way I just saw you change into a...oh no!"

Curious, I pick up the top one, and instantly feel my eyes begin to water. "The Comprehensive Guide to Werewolf History," I read aloud, my voice barely above a whisper. I flip through the others: "Global Pack Atlas: Locations and Territories," "Lycanthrope Biology: An In-Depth Study," "The Social Structures of Werewolf Packs," "Lunar Cycles and Their Effects on Werewolf Physiology," there are many others in the stack.