Werewolf Ripping Shirt Novels & Stories

Kyle was than what they thought they knew. "You can kill me now but... the poison I stabbed you with is going to immobilize you any minute from now.. it'll move till it gets to your heart.." The man said chuckling while blood escaped from his lips. He spat the blood on Kyle's shoes before continuing "She's going to kill you anyway..."coughing" no matter.. what you...do now" the lunatic uttered before chuckling which made Kyle even more pissed. Kyle's eyes turned red and his fingers turned into sharp claws, slashing the throat of the vampire. Making sure that there was no way he could utter another word. But sick prick was still moving and Kyle stared right at him and placed his hand on the v

I gasped and started crawling out in the opposite direction. "Go! Go! Go!" Sarah has screamed. I had barely gone to the other side when the chairs were forcibly uprooted from the ground—large chairs that had been secured to the ground, possibly weighing hundreds of kilos, were torn up from the ground and thrown several meters away. I was exposed to the enemy. "Now ain't you a pretty thing!" He looked ready to jump on me. He still had werewolf-like features, although it wasn't complete due to his injuries.

I fell to the ground just as the wolf ripped my shirt exposing my skin. He pinned me to the ground and mounted on me but he was quiet unlucky because just as fast as he got on top of me, it was ripped off of me in a matter of seconds. Thaddeus' wolf roared and bared his teeth at the ‘Shadow Stalker wolf’, causing him to hiss in pain. ‘Why was the wolf hissing?’ I didn't even know what was possible in wolf form. I grabbed my tennis racket that had fallen and swung it at another ‘Shadow stalker wolf’ that was trying to attack Thaddeus from behind. He stumbled back by the force of my hit, and I took his moment of weakness as the chance to swing at his head.

Small eyes shone like wet rubies. The tip of the spear grated against a long claw, leaving only a few notches on it. The spider hissed low, its mandibles snapping. He was in no hurry to attack. He danced in place, not letting the werewolf get around him and not letting him get closer. Someone else’s terrible scream whipped Markat like a red-hot whip: he rushed forward, slipping to the ground at the last moment, rolled under the opponent’s belly, jumped up, ready to turn around and howled from burning pain: the spider turned too quickly after him and casually touched him: the claw ripped open leather jacket, shirt and leather underneath. Aznar still managed to put out a spear, but the enemy d

Then, they loaded him into the truck and went back to the mansion. A few hours later, Nicholas got the chance to have a clearer vision of the mansion when Gregory removed the black cloth from his face. He has been applying his werewolf senses to know where they were taking him. But Nicholas could barely sense anything when he was having a hard time breathing inside the tailgate of the truck. Gregory then laid his eyes on the bandage that was wrapped around Nichola's right shoulder. For him, it only proves they took the right person when Sophia once told him the guy who helped him was wounded.

I observed her expression start getting changed. Another cry escaped from my throat when I felt immense pain because those fucking bastards broke my leg this time. And that’s when it happened, a terrifying roar echoed in that warehouse like an angry beast. I looked toward the sound of that roar and found the head of that vampire in the hand of a beautiful golden wolf. I rotated my eyes and looked for Amber but she was nowhere to be found in the fact the silver chain was broken in which her soft and tiny wrist was tied. My eyes were back to the golden wolf who looked pissed and was glaring at everyone.

I don't want to sabotage it, "Adrian said, taking off his own shirt and smiled, handing it to Anna. Anna took the shirt, looking up at Adrian with concern. The match began with Jack attacking first, but Adrian was stronger and faster than him, so he kept dodging Jack's attacks, making the werewolf angrier by the minute, so Jack decided to attack Anna to distract Adrian, but Adrian was able to stop him in time, tossing him far away from Anna.

Flesh is not made to be used as wrecking balls and what was left was probably unidentifiable. We rushed quietly to come to aid to the teams ahead. It probably didn’t take us more than forty seconds to reach them. By that time the fight was over. I saw the wolf-man melt effortlessly back into a man. The shift had been controlled enough to keep the clothes intact, and only the footwear was missing. Damn, I’ve never seen anything this impressive from a werewolf.

The wolf’s sharp teeth latch onto Ruelle’s arm and she screams. “No!” I yell. I can’t let her get mauled to death. With a scream, I jump onto the maniacal werewolf. “Let.her.go!” I clutch at the wolf with my legs around his shoulders and pound my fist on his head, accentuating each word with a punch. The wolf roars, letting go of Ruelle, and snaps his head back. Before he can bite me, I jump off him. Ruelle is bleeding heavily as I land next to her.

This time, people look at me, but it’s more subtle and not so overwhelmingly hateful. When we get to the forest line, Xander begins to take his clothes off. “Ummm….” I turn quickly, trying to give him some privacy. “Sorry, werewolves are used to nudity. We have to strip to shift, otherwise we shred our clothes all the time.” He says and I hear him continuing to remove his clothes.