Werewolf Lover Novels & Stories

"Oooh, you've kissed?" "Excuse me. Of course. Werewolves' love is so affectionate and protective. They can smell you and taste you better. They are so... loveable!" I cringed and shook our shoulders as if we sipped a sour soup while creaking our voices. Laughter followed.

I had to see her one more time. "Do we like her?" My wolf being the more rational extension of me asked. "Or do we see her as a distraction to momentarily forget about Alice?" I honestly did not know. I had talked to Eloise the night before because I noticed something different about her long before I even realized she was a werewolf. Her beauty. The innocent look that masked something nasty. Call it a hunch but the turbulent mix of chaos and grace interested me. I Matthan Gardenia liked fire and the existence of Eloise was like smoke. A werewolf with no heritage, no pack, pretending to be human and serving coffee in a near desolate small town was a mystery I just had to solve. I was going t

He said: "Yes. I know." She looked at Caele. She said: "What are you going to tell the allied packs." He said: "The truth." She said: "Which version of the truth." He said: "The complete version. The Moon Goddess acted. The final clause was redirected. Nyra is the first human wolf in the Fenwick Realm and the child is something new." He paused. "They have been watching for a year. They deserve the complete version." She said: "Crest will respond immediately."

Luna… whatever it is, you can tell me. I’m here for you.”Tears slipped down Luna’s cheeks before she could stop them. “I’m pregnant, Kira.”The room went silent. Kira’s eyes widened as she stared at Luna in shock. “You’re… what?”“I’m pregnant,” Luna repeated, her voice breaking.Kira sank onto the couch, her mouth still open. “Oh my God.” She looked up at Luna. “Who—who’s the father? Is it someone I know?”Luna shook her head, sitting down beside her. “No. You don’t know him. I barely know him.”Kira frowned. “What do you mean?”“It was just one night,” Luna admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “We met at that club a couple of months ago. He… he was different, Kira. I can’t explain it, but

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

The details were meticulously woven together – the breadcrumbs, the cottage, the poison – all designed to exploit Luka's love for Light and bring him down. In the heart of the sprawling werewolf den in Esteros, tension hung heavy in the air. The moonlight cast long shadows that danced across the rugged faces of the assembled werewolves, each one bearing the weight of their shared fear. In the midst of them stood Ardolf, his alpha presence commanding respect, flanked by his human lover, Athena, and his loyal beta, Brian. The time had come to address the threat that had loomed over their kind for far too long – Luka.

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

“It is believed that werewolves’ healing abilities are linked to their sense of loyalty and love.” “Werewolves, according to my father, are incredibly loyal and devoted to their packs. They adore and care deeply for their pack mates and would go to any length to protect them” “This strong sense of loyalty and love is what gives them the ability to heal. When a werewolf is injured, they do not simply accept their fate and succumb to their wounds. Instead, they use their strong sense of loyalty and love to heal themselves and their pack. This healing power is based on the idea that love and loyalty are more powerful than any physical wound.”

Most werewolves found their mates at 18 years but they were also late bloomers who get to meet their mates much later! The worst was for those who crossed 25 years and had no mates, most times they just ended up mating with a partner whose own true mates died or were also mateless!! For Hola it was so much more, she could finally get to see Archer again!! It was such a beautiful morning and I wanted it to remain so, that nothing or anyone can ruin today for me!! I was rather proud of myself for waking up early, too early probably because it was just 6:00 am and I had about 2 hours to prepare to join the girls...

I am not that much in property that I have to sell my body to a heartless person. After he saw my face he suddenly grabbed my face harshly and told me," You lowly creature don't you dare to make eye contact with me. You don't even deserve to talk to me." As it was hurting so much I struggled and because of that I had a cut inside my mouth because of my teeth. (*as I am a werewolf that's why my canine teeth are so sharp so that I can feed myself. And it's a normal thing for us. But maybe he didn't know about it and as soon as the blood came out from the side of my lip he left me.)