Werewolf Myth Origin Novels & Stories

Victor added pointing towards me with an unfriendly look which I waved towards her. " Just when the old Luna and moon goddess was in, it was like a rule that triplets would be caused so anyone who gave birth to triplets In the human world made sure they separated their children immediately after birth Just to prevent the cause. So on the night of the full moon at both worlds, you three were born in this house indoors in the most hidden room so it can't be traced to anyone nor even the doctor in charge since all were werewolves. So you three parents died during a car accident then I hid the truth and just made you all love each other and still made those bonds even though I lied you were cous

Leslie groaned awake as Tara and Zak dragged a table across the shattered window and braced it with chairs. “Tom? You can’t be out of bed,” Leslie said, pushing up on her elbows. “Jakey, what’s happening? What are those animals?” “Werewolves,” Jake said, eyes not leaving the hall. “They’re real.” Tara peeled a slat of the front blinds. “They’re everywhere,” she whispered. “Sniffing. Hunting.” Zak joined her, jaw tight. “Can we make the car?” She checked—froze. “They’re ripping the W.R.X. to pieces.”

Victoria grew into a child stronger than anyone could have imagined. Her wolf was not just powerful, it was extraordinary. A majestic white-silver wolf, big and commanding, the very image of the Moon Goddess herself. According to ancient records, only one other wolf had ever borne that coloring: the Moon Goddess, before she ascended. She was the mother of all werewolves, the origin of their kind.

To be honest, I'm relieved because I'm not sure if I'm going to have hope once more if I keep talking like this. After packing, I lay down on the bed and flipped through the book Margaret had given me. The book mainly introduces the primitive werewolf tribe. It was said that the world's first werewolf tribe originated from the army of a certain country. They were ordered to attend a diplomatic event with a friendly country, but the king of that country added poison containing wolfbane to the silver goblets. After they were poisoned to death, the bodies were thrown into the forest, baptized by the moonlight, and seven days later, on the night of the full moon, they woke up.

A werewolf is an ancient European mythological creature in the form of half human and half wolf, the werewolf will form like a normal human in general and will turn into a fierce wolf when the full moon is. Yesran changed the sheets of the book. The Goddess of the Moon, the Goddess worshiped by the werewolves. Yesran took a breath, she remembered Melia saying that Yesran was a special child of the Moon Goddess. What does it mean? Having not found the answers to all the questions in her mind, Yesran continued reading the book.

“He was a reminder that the magical world was not to be trifled with and that the secrets of the earth were not for mortals to wield.” “And so, the legend of Lycaon and the origin of the werewolves lived on, passed down through generations, a cautionary tale of the dangers of meddling with forces beyond human control.” Rune was rolling on the floor by the time I was done. “I said humid me,” he said laughing, “not kill me,” “Do you believe this to be the origin of werewolves, your origin??” he asked, still trying to regain composure. I could feel my face turn red. “Rune!” I yelled.

He still doubted whether the Omega of Silver Moon had truly obtained the inherited power that had long been considered a myth! An old legend, thought only a fairy tale, had he truly seen an inheritor of the werewolf ancestors? Alpha Theo was still doubtful, but dark clouds were gathering over the Silver Moon forest, and a terrifying wind blew from the Forbidden Forest. And, just as everyone was in a state of confusion, all the wolves on the battlefield tensed. Even Theo raised his head. His instincts screamed, "Something terrible is coming..." And sure enough, a long howl echoed. AWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!

Something that was once a myth had become my reality. Legend had it that there was a time that only spirit wolves existed. They were the direct offsprings of the moon goddess. When she ascended to live with the stars, her children were alone and could not cope, so they asked their golden wolf sibling to create servants and followers for them so they could have a community like humans. The Alpha wolf, convinced by his siblings, went to the human settlement and sacked an entire village, turning all its members into Apex werewolves.

Their ancestors must've failed to cook up a story for them just like the mundanes cook up stories of creation by an all knowing and all powerful god, or how their scientists try all they can to prove that they were not created but rather evolved through series of actions and reactions throughout Earth's history, but by virtue of being a witch, I knew. It has always been passed down, from one generation to the another in a witch's lineage; the true origin of the creatures of the underworld - the witches, vampires, and werewolves. Some people might still remember the romantic legend of the Moon Goddess, of how she fell in love with a human and still stayed together with him even after being wa

“Honestly, who would think that’s fucking romantic? Werewolves are dumb. If you don’t remember anything else, remember that. They find a lot of comfort in all that Moon Goddess mythos, thinking they’re so special out of the entire supernatural community.” “Would… you happen to know why their history books don’t have dates in them?” She laughed. “Because they don’t have history books! They have myths and stories. It’s practically a religion.” “You’re saying none of it really happened?” “Oh, no. It happened. The whole werewolf community tearing itself apart after their Moon Goddess died? That happened. Her dying? Also happened. Her actually being an avatar of the Moon Goddess: no.” I sat back.