Werewolf Fiction Stories Novels & Stories

Junior asked me curiously. I gazed at him knowing if I should tell the truth I would be in danger. He and everyone would think I'm a witch and I would be burned alive. Bazaar believes werewolves were caused by witches somehow awakening a very dark vicious animal spirit to take over man's soul that's why a werewolf is able to shift within a human form. He believes that the evil spirits had managed to create more creatures like him in populating the world just like us humans and other animals. "You should be happy I fought hard to escape because I could have died!" I shouted at him hiding the truth that it was the blood-eye wolf who had saved me.

I jumped and crossed the last hill, now I was standing on the flat ground, my warriors following me closely but all of us stopped in shocked. We identified our teen pups, who were lying on the ground, but I can see their healing process has started and small wounds are not oozing the blood anymore. However, my eyes caught few rogues lying on the ground lifeless, they have lost a lot of blood, even one’s neck was slit. My eyes raised to catch who has teared them down but seeing the wolf standing in the middle, throwing, biting and kicking rogues, the one I have never seen in my pack, hell I never knew this wolf existed.

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!"

I said, laughing at a joke that she cracked. "I know right, I want to ask you something. Have you heard about werewolves?" She suddenly asked and I gave her a weird stare. Why did she suddenly ask me that? "Of course, I have heard a lot of ancient stories about them." I replied as I ate my waffles. Who wouldn't know about werewolves? I have read up to like a hundred different stories about them. They are all fictional stories that made childhood fun. It was also fun arguing with the other kids then, when we were still young about some creatures that didn't exist.

It was as if I was transversed into another universe as I was clearly hearing what was going on, the words were entering my ears at a faster pace. "The werewolf is a mythological animal and the subject of many stories throughout the universe, which could lead to diverse nightmares, Werewolves are, according to some legends, people who morph into vicious, powerful wolves. Others are a mutant combination of humans and wolves. But all are bloodthirsty beasts who cannot control their lust for killing people and animals. One of the legends states that a fair maiden whose name was - Gilgamesh, jilted a potential lover because she had turned her previous mate into a wolf.

He found it hilarious that I was into werewolf romance novels. “So you have a thing for hot werewolf alphas?” He chuckled. “You know some of those stories are stupid, don’t you? Especially that one. What’s it called? Yeah, The Alpha’s Destiny. Werewolves don’t have powers nor do they live until they’re ten thousand. That author must be on some crack.” He shook his head. “Well, it’s better than the zombie comics you have stashed under your bed,” I retorted. “If you don’t stop making fun of my reading materials, I will show Valko your nerd stash,” I warned.

"But I still don't know why you thought Jamie could help or what it all has to do with your interest in werewolves." Lia sighed again and took another sip of her wine. "You have no idea how hard it is to track people down when you don't know who they are or where they are. Some of the earliest stories of werewolves came from Romania. They called them varcolac, and the stories became family folktales passed down from generation to generation." "But - "

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

There is no one to watch over them and they might go somewhere far. It was lunchtime, so they ate when they got in. Then Dione thought of reading one of her favorite books. She immediately went to her room. She took a seat beside the side table. Her mini book shelf was just next to it that didn’t fit all the books she bought. So the rest is just in the box. She picked up a book about a story between vampires and werewolves. She had already read it but it would not bore her even if she read it a few more times. That’s how obsessed she is with stories about supernatural creatures.

"It's said that those afflicted by the curse turn into vicious beasts under the light of the full moon. They become... werewolves." A chill ran down my spine, and I felt a thrill of excitement mingled with unease. Werewolves? Could it be possible that these ancient legends held a grain of truth? I needed to find out more, to separate fact from fiction, and to uncover the truth that lurked within the cracks of Silverwood's history.