Werewolf Movies On Prime Novels & Stories

Convel’s POV This is the day every werewolf in our pack is waiting for; the festival of the red blood moon that only happens once every 10 years. Blood moon appears to be the werewolves’ source of strength during the great war centuries ago. “Convel!” I follow the voice, and it leads me to one of our dungeon guards. “Do we have any problem?” I take a quick look at the entrance of the dungeon, worrying if something happened. “Nothing happened, but the prisoner screamed so loud last night.”

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.

Zara watched with growing horror as it showed what appeared to be werewolves attacking human civilians in an urban setting. "This is from three weeks ago," Kyle continued. "A pack of werewolves systematically hunting humans in downtown Portland. Seven dead, dozens injured. This is what your precious supernatural beings do when they think they can get away with it." But as Zara watched the footage more closely, her enhanced vision picked up details that human eyes would have missed. The timestamp was wrong—she could see a newspaper in the background dated from six months ago. The werewolves moved strangely, like they were confused or drugged. And in one frame, she caught sight of something th

“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.

“NO NEED TO WAIT FOR YOUR PUNISHMENT, JAMES MASON!!!” A scream rang out from within the Blood Moon Pack instantly causing everyone in the front yard to look right at the source of the sound there. Alpha Xavier, Beta Liam, Melinda, Lilah, Ruth, Ava, Alpha and Beta Rogue immediately turned their bodies and looked in surprise right at a werewolf in shift wolf position standing on the outside of the Blood Moon Pack now.

“I don’t have any secrets from you.” I pull up the search engine and type in ‘werewolf crisis.’ Video after video comes up, showing wolves shifting, attacking humans, dragging children off into the night, houses burning, babies screaming, mothers calling in agony. I slap my hand over my mouth in horror. “Is that what they’re doing?” I ask and look over my shoulder at Johnathan. "The wolves? Are they attacking the humans?"

Out of necessity I had set it up a while back, but I seldom had much use for it these days with everything that had been happening. I decided to check out the Paranormal Watch to see the top news concerning werewolves. After a little while of scrolling through the headlines, one thing stood out to me: more and more sightings and run-ins of normal wolves with rogues. They were becoming bolder and unpredictable with their attacks, and it wasn't just in Mysticrock anymore. There had been two sightings at Ironhill in just the past week. Video posts had been made, showing at least the 30 second clips of injured victims. One particular video of a mother holding on to her injured child broke my hea

She waited for a second, then someone picked up. "This is Irina Volkova," she said. "I want you to set up a livestream. It has to be exclusive. I want it on tomorrow evening during prime time. I don't just want the local news. I want it on every screen that the werewolf tribes watch. We have something to say. We are going to make sure every single werewolf hears our declaration of war." She ended the call and looked at me. A slow smile spread across her face. It was a dangerous look.

Avalea Aldrich stepped out after ordering me to get out of my bloody clothes. The man’s moods are unpredictable. One minute he's so kind, so warm, and the next minute, he’s gruff. I want to think it’s because of the beast inside him, but I know that’s not the reason. After spending merely a few hours with Aldrich, I know with an unshakable certainty that Werewolves are not the wild, dangerous monsters we’ve believed them to be.