Werewolf Love Story Novels & Stories

He sighed inwards and left. It had been weeks, and Mitchel had fallen deeply in love with Jason. She had tried everything to make him realize but nothing. Other males in the pack hated Jason for it. Mitchel was their gamma. A powerful she-wolf. She was beautiful and a great warrior. Many would've done everything or have done everything to win her affection, but none succeeded. Now, this guy appears, and she falls in love with him. In return, he doesn't care. He ignores her and treats her like dirt. He didn't even place her in his eyes.

I asked curiously and he furrowed his brow and looked perplexed at me, then his eyes widened. "How is Luna, I'm sure she is devastated by the loss of her child," he said worriedly. I heard wolf howls fill the air and my ears perked up. Rogues began yelling loudly and scrambling about. I tried to see what was going on and I saw two huge wolves. One black with white tips and the other all white and enormous wolf with glowing gold eyes. Lennex, our children are here, our two boys are all grown, I sent it to my mate and saw him lift his head to watch our boys. Mystrel sniffed the air and turned to me. A rogue vampire jumped on Remus and buried a knife to the hilt into his side and I watched Myst

My heart gave a painful thump. Alpha Dante Davenport, the Devil of the MoonClaw Pack. The name alone had the power to silence an entire room. Stories about him were whispered or painted in the blood of the wolves who dared oppose him. A beast of a man with a smile carved from war and eyes sharp enough to cut through soul and steel. I swallowed. Vivian, ever the actress, twirled a lock of her blonde hair around her finger. “He's the type to drag singers to his bed before the chorus even starts. Ro-guish.” She said as if that was a compliment.

Their fingers fit like they’d never been apart. Marisol stood before them, officiating in place of Akira, her voice steady and clear. “Today,” she said, “we honor the bond between the human heart and the wolf soul. Between the Alpha and his equal. Between two who were once lost, and now found — in each other.” A soft howl rose in the distance — not staged, not planned. Just one of the pack, answering instinct. They began their vows. Asher looked at Ember, his voice rough with emotion.

I licked his hand, which made me almost melt into his actions. "The werewolves are very romantic—they are so warm and good in sex." He winked at her. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped—I was not expecting such an answer from him. "They are so romantic in their sexual lives!" The way words rolled in his eyes almost made my pants wet. He reached out his hand before sliding my hair from my face and interlocking it behind my ear. I closed my eyes in pleasure for a second before sharing a look with him—he was looking while rolling his fingers on my cheek.

I asked appearing to make light conversation, but inside I really wanted to know their love story. “It’s actually a funny story, to be honest.” Sylvia started out. “When a werewolf turns for the first time, they usually head out into the woods on their own. It’s kind of like a coming of age mission where they go into nature and have an epiphany. Since Tony and I changed at the same time, we both were in the woods. We were in different tribes, though, and those tribes didn’t get along. When we first met, we hated each other, but we didn’t exactly know why. We just knew that for centuries our tribes quarreled with one another and if they knew about our relationship, we would be killed instantl

She said: "In three documented cases over three hundred years, a human bride who had been fully bonded to a wolf Alpha — not just married, not just willing in the Covenant's formal sense, but genuinely bonded — was transformed at the moment of birth rather than claimed." He held that. "Transformed," he said. "The life force the curse was designed to take," she said, "was instead used to complete a transformation. Human to wolf. The first such transformation in the history of either race in each of those three cases." She paused. "The Covenant's record of all three uses the same language to describe the condition that made it possible." He said: "What language." She looked at him. She said: "

"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."

*makes sobbing noises* Thank you for your time and patience and for diving into the world of werewolf stories that I created, where sometimes it’s best to accept that not all love deserves a second chance (or a third). Just like the common saying that says "The grass is greener on the other side", in my werewolf stories collection you can also find that sometimes, the moon is brighter on the other side—and that pertains to the idea that a brighter future can be found in someone else’s eyes. Anyway, keep reading more books (even if it’s not mine). Also, if you’d like to read a sneak peek of my next werewolf romance fantasy collection, just scroll down.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s