Werewolf Old Movie Novels & Stories

he said, wiping the sweat with his sleeve. The vampire gave no outward sign that he heard. Not a twitch. In his cold voice, he asked, "Is that all?" "There is... there is more," the werewolf clasped his hands, not knowing how to proceed. If the previous news didn't affect him, perhaps this will also not. Anyways, what does he know about vampires? He just came for money. Gaining confidence from the vampire's silence, the werewolf blurted, "the old castle has been attacked"

People donating from a live vein? "Ms. Sutton?" Mr. Bergins turns from the board and a wave of revulsion crashes into me at his direct stare. "Do you know when humans first discovered werewolves?" "I-I don't know." My voice comes out scratchy. I try to remember an old werewolf movie, but I've no idea. "Nineteen hundreds?" The class erupts in laughter.

Then she'd run. Honestly? I couldn't blame her. If I had been in her position, I probably would've done the same thing. A knock interrupted my thoughts. I glanced toward the door. Three sharp knocks. Familiar. I opened it a moment later. An older wolf stood outside. Broad shoulders. Gray hair. Weathered features. Elias. One of the oldest surviving werewolves in the western territories. Not an elder officially. But close enough. "What do you want?" Elias snorted.

“mummy!” Hugh cried, scared. His mother looked back at him with tears filled eyes. Loren carefully looked out the window and Hugh followed his mother's eyes. From where he stood he could see clearly the impending danger. He stared hopelessly at the pack of wolves approaching, accompanied by other werewolves who were still in their human form holding up torches and pitchforks. It looked exactly like a scene cut out of an old with hunting movie. This pack didn't give a damn that it was the twenty first century. They were out for blood and even him at his age knew it. Loren walked back to her son and crouched next to him so that they were eye to eye. She had a sad smile on her beautiful face. S

What I gave him was simple: we had been attacked by a band of Rogues led by an unknown figure. “There are whispers,” the Alpha said at last, lowering himself into the chair in my room. “Rumors that he walked the earth even in Beta Gaven’s time.” “And do you believe it to be true, Alpha?” “Not at all,” the Alpha said firmly. “That would make him over two thousand years old.” His gaze hardened, though his voice dipped into something more contemplative. “Impossible. The oldest a werewolf has ever lived is six hundred years… no more.”

Even a shriveled old female wolf is stronger than a young male witch at his peak. “It’s fine,” she replied. She sounded young. Nowhere near what she should sound like at her age. Again, weird werewolf genes. “I’m sorry,” I apologized again. “It’s not your fault,” she cracked a soft smile that showed no teeth. The old lady seemed nice so I figured she might be able to help me. “Excuse me,” I muttered, “I’m looking for someone.” “Who’s that?” her smile still remained so I took it as a good sign.

However, I heard the same voice once more. "Devon, come with me." I didn't hesitate and began following the voice. When I arrived in the forest, it reminded me of my nightmares. The thing that stunned me the most and caused my heart to stop for a few seconds was seeing the same dead cat pacing around in a circle under a tree and staring at me. I'm not sure how that cat got in here. Then, from behind me, came a hissing voice. As I spun around, my heart pounded in my chest. There was the same golden Werewolf. The Werewolf was moving towards me as I quickly took a few steps back. Though I was terrified as my worst dread came true, I summoned all of my courage and began running away from the Wer

"There's a werewolf between the bushes!" Quickly everyone ran from the pond grabbing their clothes as the werewolf slowly walked from between the bushes that were concealing him from us. It was larger than a bear. With each step it took it growls at us getting closer to us. My entire body trembled and everyone gathered close behind me crying in fear. "What are we going to do, Red, I'm so sorry that I didn't listen to you and now we're all going to die?" cried Delaphine. "Run for your life!" shouted Junior.

A story of a gorgeous princess getting chased by her enemies and his knight in shining armor came to the rescue. However, that's not what happened when one of the bullets helplessly penetrated his right shoulder, causing his blood to flow like an open faucet. A reminder to his wolf that he should not believe what was being presented behind the screen. Since Nicholas is obligated to help those in need, he quickly snatched the woman's body, still trying to be a knight in shining armor in the movie that runs through his mind. Trying to be the hero and dragging her back to his apartment. He securely locked the doors and windows in his apartment and hid in the corner with the woman while enhancin

“Here is the deal. Y'all will walk out and surrender. No magic or he dies.” Alpha Jones doesn’t bluff. He’s a ruthless werewolf. He could tell the number of witches in the mystic cave by listening to their heartbeats. The witches are outnumbered and he’s not alone. He got company -- the ancient vampires that lurk in the dark.