Werewolf Fangs And Claws Novels & Stories

To be fair, if I'd been a giant predator with four-inch razor-sharp retractable claws, I probably wouldn't have been too terrified of the twink in skinny jeans lying in the mud like a lump, either. He sniffed me like the other werewolf had, and then shoved one dinner plate-sized paw under my shoulder and flipped me like a pancake. An expression that in a human would be utter horror and disbelief was oddly clear even on that lupine face. His lips drew back, exposing a wicked set of fangs.

Bones cracked and the beta fell to his knees before slowly and painfully shifting. Thick hairs shot out of tiny pores covering his jawline and a very deep widow's peak appeared on his forehead. Everyone watched. Fangs shot out and he bared his sharp canines ferociously. With force, claws grew out of his finger nails and toe nails. His spine seemed to change shape as it flexed along his back. His neck cracked and Felix couldn't take it anymore. He tore through the crowd and launched himself at the grieving werewolf who's eyes had turned to an amber hue of yellow. Letting his strong hands to cradle the Werewolf's face, he closed his eyes and channeled calmness in waves. The Wolf had been frig

His name was Theo, he was a mated werewolf in his early forties and his mate was one of the nurses in the Pack's General Hospital. "We will be needing more armors and spears. Some of our sword could not be used again, so we would need more too. Then, try to see if you can make armors that are resistant to poisons and claw marks, make it hard enough to withstand a Bear's claw mark." I told him. With how sharp and tough the calws of those werewolves from the Redmoon pack are, we needed to make stronger armors and shield too, it woult at least decrease the impact and the damages those claw marks could cause.

Razor-sharp claws extended, eyes blazed with fury. I watched them, my wolf also coming to the surface. She was more than ready for these two, she was going to kill both of them and send them as a gift to their sender. The battle rage started, the werewolves clashing in a flurry of teeth and claws. Trees shook, branches snapped, and the ground shook beneath our paws. I drew my claws out, my claws shimmering with an otherworldly glow. The wolves also unsheathed their own, their claws ringing out.

"If you're really a werewolf, prove it." Kyle hesitated. Looked at me. I nodded. He closed his eyes. Took a deep breath. When he opened them again, they were pure gold. No white. No iris. Just solid metallic gold that seemed to glow in the dim living room light. Elena gasped. Dad stumbled backward. Kyle's hands shifted next. Claws extended from his fingertips. Long. Sharp. Deadly. His canines lengthened into fangs. "Jesus Christ," Dad whispered.

His jaw clenched, his eyes squeezing shut as pain etched across his features. “Zeus… What did he—” My voice died when Gerald rose to his feet. He tilted his head, rolling his neck with an unnatural ease. The veins under his skin darkened as though the poison in his soul finally started to seep into his flesh. Gerald moved again, his claws growing and growing to a length I had never seen on a werewolf before, the tips curving into vicious, glinting hooks. His muscles bulged as the clothes on his body started to rip.

I twisted just in time to see the first wolf leap for him, and watched with bugged out eyes as he caught it mid-air and slammed it into the ground like it was no more than a toy in his grasp. Then another came, and he spun, claws flashing. Yes, claws, long, lethal, curved claws exactly as you would expect from a werewolf, if books and movies were anything to go by. “Oh my God,” I breathed. “He’s actually—holy sh—” Rowan yanked me around. “Focus. Don’t look at him.” “Hard not to when he’s basically the supernatural John Wick,” I muttered, but I followed as he skirted along the ridge.

On a summer night, under the beautiful bright moon, you are waiting eagerly to meet with your crush but suddenly you see a wolf like creature. The head is very similar to a wolf's, with two huge glowing eyes, an extended snout, and triangular ears, thick fur covering the entire body, long legs and large paws with razor-sharp, curved claws... You can feel how enraged it might be as the way its looking at you, its walking towards you and you don't even dare to move.

While he was coughing he noticed something odd about his hands. "The hell?" He said as he brought his hand up from the dark forest ground to face the light of the moon. Claude looked at his hands in shock noticing he no longer had normal fingernails. He now had incredibly sharp claws that were around three inches long. ARRP! Claude was startled out of his daze when he heard one of the wolves Yelp in pain. The pained noise struck a nerve in him that had him on his feet and running towards the buck. As he got closer to the buck his fingers started to ache and his gums started to itch.

I say in the most clear, accurate and precise voice that I could use to mention something. They both look at each other. They're not saying anything at first. Alejandro take his claws out and they freeze when they look at it. The colors of his claws are blue and when they see this, they become scared because they can tell that is claws are poisonous. It is a kind of poison that could eat a werewolf from the inside. Yes, it exists! One of them in the ground says. “However, we do not have access to it.” I get up on my knees to listen carefully to what he has to say.