Werewolf Heart Novels & Stories

His form coalesced from frost and dream, ancient and terrible. "You broke my prison." "You imprisoned my wolf." "She is not your wolf. She is a wolf who chose your Circle over my stillness." "She chose freedom." "She chose chaos." --- Morpheus looked at the Heart's glow still fading from my chest. "You carry its light within you. Not the relic—the memory." "The Heart is in Silver Creek. But its warmth is everywhere." "You have become the Heart." "I have become love." He was silent. Then he spoke. "Take your wolf. Leave my territory. Do not return."

" The white werewolf who happens to be a Hybrid (Vampire and Werewolf) yelled at the black werewolf angrily while glaring at him in fury. "Then watch me you prick," The black werewolf said to the Hybrid with hate and pride while pushing him aside, he used his speed to sprint towards the young woman, and just when he was about to tear her flesh with his claws, The white werewolf ripped out his heart from his back. "I told you not to harm her," The Hybrid said to the black werewolf angrily while glaring at him in fury.

Before James or anyone in the room can react, with a swift and brutal motion, Don Mauro’s werewolf goon wears no emotions on his face. As he plunges his hand into the pack-leading doctor’s chest. Where his hand was placed by Don Mauro, tearing out the pack leading doctor’s heart and he threw it on the floor. James shouts at the top of his lungs, “NO…!” in his mind there is a tremor as the words of the pack’s leading doctor are on repeat. Especially ‘ I connected her to my core energy through her heart. She is feeding on my energy. She will not last a minute if I remove my hand from her heart.'

He opens the door to my room, my prison cell, walking over to my bed and placing me on it with care, kneeling by my bedside as I stare blankly at nothing, completely destroyed, without a will to live anymore. “The heart of an Astria witch is the only thing that can complete a wolf’s transformation into a godly being, a Lycan. Once I have it for myself, you can finally rest easy. It will all be over.” He traces his hand to where my heart is pounding, replacing a finger with his ear, placed on it, listening to the pulsing of my heart and letting out a satisfied sigh. “It’s almost over; just hold on for a little while.” His whisper is soft and gentle.

“The physicians have found no foul play and believe her weak heart gave out on her just like we feared.” Ariel had a weak heart from birth, but her family believed, however, that once she had her premier shifting into a werewolf, the activated gene would somehow repair the fragility of the heart. When she turned sixteen, she had her first shift, but unlike what they expected, her heart remained the same, weak. No one, including the physician, knew why she didn’t recover. Ariel stated how it was the moon goddess’ plan to leave her with the heart. Becoming a werewolf didn’t heal her, but it strengthened her heart, and it repaired its brakes and didn’t give up on her. That was how she lived for

"But I don’t hurt anyone, and especially I will not harm you ever—I like you so much, you are my heart." I looked into his eyes as his words echoed in my ears, "I am his heart." "Remember the days we spent together!" I muttered, taking one step closer to her. "Remember the day we met—Did I ever hurt you?" He asked. No, he never hurt me in any way rather protected me from everything but he is not human— he ripped out the heart. "Who are you?" I inquired about him. "I am the son of the Alpha of the pack, and yes, I am a wolf as well." He revealed his identity.

I closed my eyes, thinking I was really gonna die from his hand. My heart started to beat its last ten countdown. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, .................................................................. "Don't you dare, Beta Jake?" A voice was heard, blurred but hopeful after hearing my Dad's voice. Thank Devil, he is here, I am saved and so do Karien. Finally, my Dad must have seen that Jake was not my mate cause werewolf never kill their mates unless they are threats to the pack and I was never threatened to my pack.

He was silent for a full minute. "Whoever your biological parents were, Mum and Dad are still your family. They love you as much as they love me. We can find out your parents' information later, I promise. There's something else I want you to know right now." His brown stared at me expectantly, while part of my brain has processing the information that just came out of his mouth He looked at me fixedly with his brows furrowed "Cara, I'm a Werewolf."

“But Aion is right. You need to keep calm. It won’t do to let anyone know how much you care about this girl already. Everyone’s nervous now that the rumor has gotten out that she’s a witch.” “I still don’t understand how that got out so quickly,” said Roman. Aion glanced over at the two of them. “We are part of a werewolf pack that can sense people’s emotions and mind read each other sometimes. Don’t worry. When she gets back, we’ll keep her close.” Roman smiled. He was glad that they had welcomed Nora so quickly and could only hope that the rest of the pack would follow suit. “She’s here,” Aion said, “I just saw the car pull up to the building.”

he said, not through his voice, but through some kind of telepathy that he didn’t know he could use until now. Nico knew that he should get his friend off him. But how could he not struggle when he was also secretly enjoying the strong rhythm of the heartbeat closest to him? Goodness, if he let himself get horny, he would have rolled his eyes back in pleasure right now. But no, this was his friend, not some mindless thrall that he could play with as he pleased. “Hey man, stop it!” he said as he made an effort to push the man-wolf back. The werewolf was certainly stronger than him, but it didn’t mean that he couldn’t do anything. “Get a hold of yourself!”