Werewolf Heartsong By Dizzy Izzy Novels & Stories

Every girl wanted to be the one who finally changed his heart. The first thing Gina saw when she turned were a bunch of keys hanging from the keyhole. Bliss washed over her and she smiled. This was going to be easy and memorable. Like most teenage girls in the town, she had a crush on Dylan. Having keys that belonged to him would make her the happiest girl in the world. There was no way she was going to leave them behind. "Let's finish what we came to do first," Liana said, turning her flashlight on. "We'll get those later."

When she woke up, she searched around the room frantically with confusion and a hint of dear on her eyes. ‘Rosé’ I called out to her and she immediately covered her ears due to the loudness of my voice ‘Rosie’ I said more quietly ‘you have to calm down, everything is fine see’ I gently and slowly removed her hand from her ears and she steadily calmed down ‘What’s happening to me?’ she asked ‘You’re a werewolf now’ I couldn’t contain the excitement in my voice

I said crossing my arms and legs as I lean my back on the sofa. “Then how do you feel?” Scar asked with concern. “Nothing! I’m a human what the heck do you expect me to feel? It just feels so uncomfortable and making me vomit in disgust” I lied. But the truth is It feels like I’m dying inside, for no reason why am I feeling this way? Is it possible for a werewolf to mate with a human? “You are joking right?” Scar asked in disbelief not convinced with my reasons. “Then what do you want me to feel? Hurt? Cry? Come on that is so lame for a lady to do besides this isn't the end world"

Yes, I manage to ease off a bit but every time I heard their soft moans and growls, my brain could imagine how the battle is going. And the thought of imagining things is worse than looking at them fighting because of me. An eighteen years old man with a serious brain issue is fighting against two because he hated the idea when someone wants to be her boyfriend. "We're werewolves, honey, not monsters. Half human and half wolf." says defensively the woman next to me. "And, truth be told, humans are more monstrous than us. Keep that in mind." Because my heart and brain could not make it to the finish line, I remove the woman's grip by force and run as fast as I can even without considering whe

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.

The golden pup’s fur began to crack with glowing lines, radiating a blinding light that made it impossible for anyone to keep their eyes open. “A true Golden Werewolf! I can’t see!” “It’s coming! It’s coming!” Everyone craned their necks and kept their eyes wide, trying desperately to catch a glimpse. Damian laughed loudly. “A Divine Werewolf descends! All shall bow before me! I am the King of the Werewolf Alliance!” As the light began to dim, the pup’s form started to shift. The crowd held its breath. “What is that?” “A black werewolf?” At the very moment everyone expected glory, the golden pup transformed into a grotesque, malformed Omega Black Werewolf.

Lizzy’s powers exceed even the kids my other brothers have, she is extremely powerful. The minute I watched Kosac cross over into this realm I knew there was trouble coming. Nothing good can come of him being this close to my daughter. I see the little blonde wolf smile as she walks towards his back thinking he is her mate, and stops as soon as she realises he is not Darnick. Poor thing didn’t have a chance, Darnick rushes forward as Kosac takes a hold of her, he then stabs Darnick with a black blade.

Every heartbeat in the room echoes through my skull. “Mine.” The word isn’t spoken aloud, but I hear it, feel it inside me. The wolf’s voice. It’s nothing like my own. It’s older, deeper, made of thunder and heartbeat. “Stop,” I whisper, clutching my head. “Please stop…” Darian pulls me against him, holding me so tightly it almost hurts. His voice is low, steady. “You’re not alone. I’ve got you. Ride it out.” But the wolf doesn’t want comfort. She wants control. Her fury slams against me, and for a moment I see flashes, forests drenched in moonlight, eyes glowing silver, teeth bared. My body burns, feverish, skin alive with too much sensation.

ROSE'S POV I am Rosalia Alexandra Davis, a werewolf who has no family or friends. Someone who is a loner because she is different than others, in other words the runt of the pack. someone who should be treated worst than a slave , which means I am responsible of doing all the chores of the pack , while being the personal punching bag of the higher authorities. The reason behind this is my early shift. Usually wolves shift at the age of 16 which is also the age for us to find and recognize our mates. This happened because I am one of the four mystic wolves, which they hopefully don’t know. Or do they? Well whatever , I am happy the way I am but I want to find my mate soon, but for that I need

[Thank you] Zoe didn't know what changed Wolf, but she would be grateful for the shirt. "Oh, sure." Wolf took the note out and played the song. Zoe closed her eyes as she listened to the melodious singing in her ears. The song was entirely instrumental, accompanied by the sounds of a mandolin. The melody was gentle and beautiful, making Zoe think of green grass, spring sunshine, and blooming flowers. Warmth. "Isabella Lullaby's. That's the title." Wolf pressed the talk button so Zoe could hear him. Zoe nodded, then listened in silence. After remembering the tune for about ten minutes, she gave Wolf a thumbs up. She was ready.