Werewolf Fanfiction Novels & Stories

*makes sobbing noises* Thank you for your time and patience and for diving into the world of werewolf stories that I created, where sometimes it’s best to accept that not all love deserves a second chance (or a third). Just like the common saying that says "The grass is greener on the other side", in my werewolf stories collection you can also find that sometimes, the moon is brighter on the other side—and that pertains to the idea that a brighter future can be found in someone else’s eyes. Anyway, keep reading more books (even if it’s not mine). Also, if you’d like to read a sneak peek of my next werewolf romance fantasy collection, just scroll down.

Both wolves flew ten meters away, scattering several vampires in the process. As wolves, Roy and I engaged in a fierce battle, our bodies agilely entwined, teeth and claws clashing in the air, our deep and growling roars echoing around us. Occasionally, vampires attempted to sneak attack me; those not bitten by me were dispatched by Roy out of his desire to personally defeat me and then end my life.

“I mean, I did say ‘no’, but then… well… it just wasn’t rape.” “Did he stare into your eyes before or after you said ‘no’?” I thought for a minute about the events of the night. “I don’t know what you’re talking about… wait… he did look deep into my eyes. I remember feeling like I was going to be pulled right into them.” “That’s a trick that only a born werewolf can do. He planted the desire into your subconscious.” “Like hypnotize?” I gasped.

Andrews. I put my glasses on to look closer. I ask them; "Okay. We already know that have ever was in that tomb, killed a lot of people." "Not that part, Dr. Andrews. This section over here." I enlarge the image to look at it closely. My jaw drops as I see it. I ask the team; "Is that a-" "It is a werewolf! We have discovered the first actual evidence of the existence of a werewolf." I step back and say;

Such a delicate wolf girl. Anyway, it was my turn to play my character. I had no idea who was Thomas but I knew he was her uncle through her conversation to herself. It was not hard insulting him as the stupid, useless and ugly werewolf cause he was each one of them. Who is his mate anyway? How can someone be mate of such an ugly creature? Look at me, if I hadn’t had to hide, every vampire girl in Goldenwood would die to touch me. And who knows Blackwood’s she-wolf would fall for me too.

I cried in pain. "Bitch! Come here! You're mine!" Riel growled as she pulled me with a strength that seemed to be inhuman. "Could she be a?" She raked her fingernails across my face, leaving pink scratches that turn red, filled with blood. "Argh!" I groaned. I frowned, "werewolf." "Stupid bitch!" “You want some of this?, come and get it!” I yelled as I wiped the blood that flowed down my cheek.

Chapter 4: forbidden love Skylar froze in fear as she looked at the wolf. It was unlike any wolf she had ever seen before. Its fur was a deep shade of black, and its eyes glowed an eerie shade of red. She could see that it was not a regular wolf. She was surprised by the transformation although it wasn't a full moon. The wolf growled menacingly, its eyes fixed on Skylar. Skylar froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to turn back and run away, but before she could, the wolf jumped on her, pinning her to the ground with a snarl.

I’m holding myself ramrod stiff. I hear her deep sigh as she moves away. I exhale in relief, but I’m also disappointed. As a Werewolf, I have slept with a fair number of females from my pack. When they’re in heat, it’s almost impossible to refuse them, and the truth is, I have never wanted to refuse any of them.

"We know you're the one! If you're not, why do you look exactly like her?" Confused by their words, I mumbled, "Her?" Suddenly, a loud growl echoed through the forest, its roar reverberating like thunder. Frightened, I didn't stop running. I continued fleeing to wherever my little feet could take me, but I froze at the sight of a huge werewolf. Compared to the ones before, he seemed bigger, larger, and fiercer. His brown fur glowed slightly in the moonlight, mesmerizing me, yet shocking me at the same time.

“The guy I met last weekend — umm, what's his name again? Barry or maybe Larry, shit I can’t remember his name, but he just didn't do it for me—Maybe I just need to meet the right guy.” AWOOOO! A loud howl ripped through the silent night, startling the girls. The werewolf was pissed, how dare this Barry or Larry touched her. How dare he sampled what rightfully belonged to him. He told himself if he ever got his paws on this filthy guy, his head would roll, literally. It howled again, louder this time. “What the hell was that?” Katherine asked as she grabbed onto her friend.