Werewolf Love Novels & Stories

I continued speaking and not for a second did Titus interrupt my words and I smiled back as I looked into his eyes “but at least one thing that is comforting is that, when a werewolf declares love or finds their mate, it lasts forever, love in human life will fade and many divorce or betray their partners because of the loss of love” Titus looked shocked to hear my last words “lost love?” He asked confused, because that’s not possible in the werewolf world. I let out a chuckle and nodded my head in response. “How is that possible?” He asked in confusion and I just laughed. Yes, it must be confusing to know for a werewolf about the concept of lost interest with your lover. I’ve seen so many p

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

"He is our mate. Him and him alone can make you a full Werewolf. If he rejects you I die, as I'm still fragile." "If you die-" "You die you." Her wolf completed. "But he doesn't love me. We just met last week and he doesn't stop repeating he hates his mate and would reject her." Phoebe tries to make her wolf understand. "Maybe you should not let him know right away. Let's give it some time. We can't afford to be rejected." "As you wish. But I'm afraid it doesn't work. I wasn't expecting a mate anytime soon." "I was already bounded to his Phoenix, we just need to complete the bounding ritual and I'll be fully restored."

"I have to exercise caution when I'm around humans, particularly when the moon is full. I don't want to hurt anyone." Anna looked at him with compassion. " I understand, " she said. " And I will do whatever I can to assist you." He leaned in and kissed her, his lips soft and warm against hers. They were so caught up in the moment that their kiss seemed to last forever. As they pulled away, Anna looked at the werewolf with a smile. "You know," she said, "I think I'm starting to fall in love with you." He grinned back at her. "I know I'm already in love with you."

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.

"Mama always said the gardens help with big decisions." I turned to find Elena approaching, her expression soft with the understanding of someone who'd faced similar choices. "Did you go through this ceremony?" I asked, my voice hollow with the weight of impossible decisions. "No. I was born in a pack and I’m a werewolf Lora." She sat on the stone bench beside me with the graceful movements of someone completely at home in her own skin. "But I watched my human cousin go through it and she survived." "And the ones who didn't survive?"

"Locked them both up. The councils are hoping that if they stay apart, the prophecy stops, but from what I hear, it's not working." "That's terrible," I say, and I mean it. "They're punishing people for falling in love?" "Love between enemies," the merchant points out. "Vampire and werewolf,it's forbidden." "Maybe," I say, "but isn't love supposed to be good? Isn't it supposed to bring people together, not tear them apart?" "Spoken like someone who's never been in love," the young woman says with a smile. "Wait until you find your mate, then you'll understand how powerful it can be."

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

She said: "I will not come again unless you call for me." She walked out. He heard her footsteps going through the corridor and the outer yard and then the sound of the gate. The east wing was quiet. He looked at Nyra. She looked at him. She said: "She said the wolf who loved the mountain became part of it." He said: "Yes." She said: "To Caele." He said: "Yes." She said: "She knows what Caele is going to be."

"You know what, I really want to reincarnate in a human body again; if there is a god or a powerful being to whom I can make a wish, I want to be a human like you." He simply smiled at me before returning to his video game. I truly mean it. Being human. Perhaps, if I'm human, I still have a family. I am with them. I'm content with them and my other relatives. But, sadly, I am an alpha. I am a werewolf. That is why people despise us and never want us to exist. They thought we were extremely bad or dangerous. But we are not like that; we simply want to live peacefully like them. I'm grateful Vanessa's parents treated me as if I were their own child. My parents and her parents get along well. W