Werewolf Heartsong Novels & Stories

~~~~~~~~~~ Just hold me, everything feels right when I'm with you... ~~~~~~~~~ *Rina* Of course, he does, he got a werewolf in him, but I'm.not sure if vampire feels heat too. The lust demon in him would probably feel it too. It's the right time for you guys to mate. Also the perfect timing for marking. Don't let him get close to any female in this season okay? He could lose control and mark one of his mistress"My eyes widen.

So he keeps on coming after her with a boiling heart. And while he was getting close to her he was already transforming his hand into a werewolf form. He, first of all, brings out his right hand claws and sets them the way he would kill her in a secs But the sharp Zara'm acted so fast that immediately she get close to him. She hugged him and kissed him deeply and then Mikel's mind begin to calm down immediately. So Mikel placed his head on top of Zara'm shoulder as he closes his eyes. And slowly his hand transformed back into a human hand.

he voiced out this time. How are they going to fight four huge werewolves in their tiny builds compared to those creatures? Zane’s heart hammered in his chest. But he didn’t show his tension. “Shit!” Zeev cursed and looked at the opposite side to be ready for any sudden attack. A huge ebony-coated wolf with bloody red eyes graced under the moonlight. Zane almost gasped seeing the rogue. But more than its appearance, the almost glowing dark mark on its leg caught Zane’s eyes.

I wanted to pull away from his embrace, to run as far as I could from him… and yet, at the same time, I wanted him. Right now. I wanted him to take me right there on the forest floor, like nothing else in the world mattered but him. In the distance, a wolf howled, the sound piercing through the night. The deep, resonant call echoed through the trees, and I knew exactly what it meant. Somewhere out there, a wolf had found a female to mate with. He was marking his territory, warning every other werewolf to stay away. The Rogue King’s head snapped toward the sound, a smirk tugging at his lips before his gaze settled back on me.

But my wolf blood responded to it, my fingers trembling with a sharpened edge, like a predator ready to strike. I closed my eyes, the score of The Love flashing in my mind. When I opened my eyes again, my gaze was cold and calculating. In the next moment, my fingers flew across the piano, and a flowing melody filled the air. The delicate notes, soft rhythm, and soothing tempo swirled together. As the melody rose and fell, it was as though a pure maiden stood by the water's edge, her graceful form blowing in the golden breeze. Werewolves’ hearing is far more acute than that of humans. They could catch every subtle shift in emotion in each note, and the music overpowered even the red-clad woma

“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.”

The Sivercrest pack helped by members of the Whitefang pack was gaining ground on them killing more and more of their warriors. The war had already gone on for over twenty-four hours and they were all exhausted from the fighting. More wolves soon launch at them and they each take on as much as they can. These wolves looked different and savage with big red eyes and smelled horrible... one of the wolves moves forward growling menacingly at him, he launches for his already bleeding shoulder and tries to bite out a chunk from it which he dodges him and the wolf tumbles to the ground with a big fall, he looked very upset now as he was snarling ferociously at him and with a totally unnoticeable m

He could feel the raw power emanating from another werewolf, a fellow rogue like himself. Curiosity mingled with caution as he set out to find the source of the disturbance. Guided by his heightened senses, Marcus followed the scent of his newfound adversary deeper into the heart of Silverwood. The sounds of rustling leaves and distant howls filled the air, creating an eerie symphony that echoed through the forest. Finally, Marcus emerged into a small clearing, bathed in silver moonlight. There, standing at the center, was a formidable figure—a massive werewolf with fur as black as the night itself. Its eyes glowed with an intense amber light, reflecting a primal hunger for power.

he whіѕреrеd ѕо low, hіѕ vоісе tіngеd wіth a level оf ѕаdnеѕѕ thаt ѕеnt a ѕhіvеr right thrоugh mе. “With every beat of mу hеаrt I knоw it’s truе, I wіll nеvеr wаnt anyone еlѕе. Mу hеаrt will оnlу еvеr bеlоng tо уоu. You possess me bоdу and soul. I’m уоurѕ untіl thе dау уоu decide уоu nо lоngеr need mе.”

“A werewolf can easily connect with another, each reading the other's mind, an alpha wolf reads mind, has super strength and speed. Then there is a category that has not existed in more than 500 years, Optimus Primal, popularly called the Primal.” “What is that?” Anya asked. “They are at the topmost echelon of the werewolf chain. They have powers beyond your imagination. They can fly, they can control objects, they...” “That can’t be me,” Anya stopped him. She was scared. “Fly?” “Exactly. Well, let's let the topic die down, but you can will your heart to connect and disconnect. So, what ever you do, don’t connect to your crush.” Anya gave him a look.