Werewolf Hands Novels & Stories

And before their eyes, his fingers shifted into the claws and paws of a werewolf. Several warriors stumbled back. Others swore aloud. Brian let them see it for just a few seconds before shifting back. He flexed his hand and rolled his shoulder like it was nothing.

He raised his claws and was about to rend the life out of me when another werewolf with amber eyes showed up out of nowhere and yanked at him. Wresting the violent werewolf and smashed him against the tree. He didn't give him a chance to regain balance. The amber eyes werewolf lifted him and tossed him away. The violent werewolf stopped moving, so the amber eyes checked me out. He reached out his hand to touch me, but I saw the fierce werewolf with red eyes approaching him. "Look out!" I prompted. The red eyes wolf caught his arms, scratching them with his claws. While holding on to his arm, the amber eyes wolf wrestled with him and bit his back. Then red eyes wolf roared in pain. It was a d

Lucas shifted into his wereform only halfway so swiftly that he noted the look of shock on the approaching rogue werewolf who was met with bright grey eyes that promised agony. Dodging the rogue's attacks easily, he landed quick solid punches on the werewolf's midsection who fell to his knees with a howling cry of pain. Quickly darting around him from an unexpected angle, he gripped both of his hands as he was still kneeling in pain and twisted them slowly until they popped and pulled off their sockets with a resounding crunch making the rogue utter a loud and toe-curling howl of pain. The rogue was now pleading for his life as he was screaming out in pain with tears streaming down his eyes

In one of the droplets that caught the light, I saw my reflection in great detail. Neither pale nor trembling. But different. Black-sclera eyes, glowing ocean irises. The wolf reached me as I turned. My hand moved of its own accord, claws forming in mid-air as I swung. The impact crushed his snout sideways, teeth flying like cracked porcelain. He hit the ground and didn’t move. I stared at my hand. It wasn’t shifting in pieces like before. It was changing. Fully. Finally. My bones cracked as if answering a call they’d ignored my whole life.

He raised one clawed hand, aiming to slash Alex’s face wide open— But the slash never came. The werewolf’s hand froze mid-air. His eyes widened in confusion. He couldn't move. His arm was caught—stuck. Alex’s eyes glowed brighter, burning with rage. He had used his strength, his raw willpower, to stop the attack. His hand clenched tightly around the werewolf’s arm. Alex gritted his teeth and rose to his feet, fury fueling his strength. Without warning, he twisted the werewolf’s arm downward, forcing a painful crack from the joint.

The werewolf boldly said to the creature, and his words made him really angry. "..Yes! You did..." The creature said, and then gouge out the hand of the werewolf with his sharp teeth. The creature gouged out the hand werewolf with extraordinary speed, that he didn't notice that one of his hand were missing from his body still he felt a strong pain and saw blood. ".. AHHH!" The werewolf screamed in pain as more blood splash out of his wound. The Vaewerewolf that pull out his hand from his body Immediately began devouring his hand like a hungry lion.

He was wearing a long black sweater and black ripped pants. My eyes landed on his hands, they are big, and you could see his veins. It was strangely attractive. How can hands be so attractive? His black hair hid his eyes a little, but I could feel his feline stare piercing mine. His skin was so pale you’d think he’s a vampire rather than a werewolf. Not to mention his little pink lips that he bit nervously looking at me. As I was staring at him, I felt my body getting abnormally hotter. I saw his eyes shifting to red as he approached me slowly.

"And after checking the surveillance, it is indeed him. This person has a criminal record, specializing in these kinds of shady activities. There are also many covert photos of women on his phone." Colin's voice turned cold, "What else?" He held his hand up to his eyes. During the car's fall off the cliff, the shattered glass and metal shards had pierced his palm, and blood had already coagulated. Werewolves had enhanced healing abilities, much faster and more potent than humans, but even now, there were still traces of the injury. He hoped his hand would be fully restored by the time Eranthe woke up.

"Isn't today my luck? I get very fresh and sweet blood. You have a slightly different blood, don't you, Young Lady?" The werewolf's eyes reddened intensely. Coarse black hair covered the entire surface of his pale skin. His fangs were sticking out longer than before, with the black nails on his hands extending. His hands kept going up to touch Rain's feet. Rain tried to escape. She tugged at her legs desperately and kicked the werewolf's head with her other leg. The harder Rain resisted, the more complex the werewolf pulled her into the hole. Werewolf dragged Rain. The tip of her hand tried to reach the stick that was only an arm's reach from her.

The werewolves greeted Leroy with respect. They have always been against him for his differences between them and now that he was the one who walks forward to take them home, they were moved. "Mn." Leroy only gave them a nod and a cold glance as a response. Meanwhile, Carissa stretched and yawn and suddenly punch the empty air in front of her. In an instant, sharp iron claws came out from her hands. She cursed inwardly from the pain as sweat rolled down her forehead. The metal that was stuck on her hands has just been recently installed by the crazy scientist back home.