Werewolf Is Real Novels & Stories

Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tonga

"No, Del, you know what you're going to do is very wrong." "Delaphine," Junior again called her. "I'm coming, give me a sec," Delaphine told him. "You don't have to come, Delaphine," said to me. "Werewolves can kill you," I tried to talk her out of going. "Werewolves don't normally come out during the day time there mostly out during the night," she told me. Werewolves truly did mostly come out at night to hunt us. During the daytime, it seems they rested saving their energy for the night.

It was obvious that he wasn’t in a good mood, war was looming around the corner and he didn’t even know anything about the people that were threatening to attack. Herrick adjusted his glasses, cleared his throat and began. “Good day ladies and gentlemen,” he started and paused a little bit for the audience to respond. “The White Wolf is more than just a myth. Infact, it’s not a myth at all, it is very very real. They are a rare breed of werewolf, born with unmatched strength and abilities. Their power is said to rival even the strongest alphas in the werewolf world.” He paused for a few seconds again and allowed what he had just passed across to really digest into the audience.

“It was real.” I stumbled back, gripping the edge of the bed for support. No. No, this couldn’t be happening. I shook my head. “No. That’s not possible. Werewolves aren’t real. They’re myths. Fairytales.” Aliah’s expression was filled with something that looked almost like pity. “They’re real,” she said softly. “And Alaric is one of them.” I pressed my hand against my chest, feeling my heart hammering like a trapped animal.

She was very angry and now her best friend deemed it fit to use the moment to tell her sh*ts that's aren't real? "I'm serious, Molly. We truly exist, we werewolves. We are not myth or fictional characters. We're f**cking real, we do exist, many of us, even people you will never suspect to be one, just like me" Celine told. "Okay wait, this shit is about getting real. You don't mean it to you? A werewolf? Those animals? See, Celine, I'm not I for your jokes tonight. Let's even say those animals truly exist, are you telling me right now that you are one? Like, are you f**king real right now?" Molly asked, getting pissed off already.

“I´m afraid so, Laura.” “Luc, how is this even possible? I´ve only known werewolves to exist in legends, in books, in movies.” “Laura, there is a secret world within the human realm where witches, vampires, and werewolves exist. They live, well, WE live among humans, hiding in plain sight. Just like I have done all these years.” “So, you´re telling me that, aside from werewolves, vampires and witches are also real?” “Is that so hard to believe after what you experienced last night?”

I had expected him to say something better. I don't come down from my laughing fit until I notice that he isn't laughing along, and his expression remains serious. I collect myself, clearing my throat before I state. "Werewolves aren't real," I chuckle, unable to hold it in. "If you didn't have anything relevant to say, you shouldn't have brought me out here." "I'm being serious here. And in all the ways I expected you to react, that wasn't one of them," he scolds, "We are real. Werewolves are real. A half-breed mixture of humans and wolves, actually exists, Tammy."

Se sure they are not Vampires rather than Werewolves? -----------------

Werewolves do exist and they're extremely dangerous. "I know, you believe that werewolves do not exist. It's just a fictional world type of thing, but let me tell you the truth, Maya Whitmore. Werewolves exist, they do exist and they are very real," he growled. "I... I know..." I stammered, "I... I saw three guys... Turning... Turning into wolves." "You saw? Nice," he gave me a sarcastic smile. I looked at him, his demeanour was something different than usual. He wasn't the Paul I knew. He looked like someone who hated me from the core of his heart.

"Relax, it's just herbs to ward off the cold. The temperature dropped last night, and my throat's been scratchy." She still looked doubtful, so I quickly shifted the subject. "You barged in here in a panic. What's going on?" Lily smacked her forehead, suddenly reminded of whatever had sent her rushing over. She launched into a frantic explanation. Apparently, Ryan had taken Eleanor to the Royal Theater today to see a play. The story followed a werewolf princess forced into a political marriage with another pack, enduring hardship for the sake of her pack. It became a tragic legend in werewolf history.