Werewolf Rising Movie Novels & Stories

"I am here because I love you. And it is good judgement to tell a man you love all the secrets hidden inside of you. I know it may sound amusing to you. Still, I can't deny the fact that I am a werewolf. The faster you understand that the better it is for us. Where I come from, men like me detest men like you. They say humans are inferior to werewolves. They say men like you are worthless to the earth. Yet, I love you, Drake." A few seconds passed. "The act I committed against my sister that put our relationship in jeopardy is adultery," Rori continued. "I slept with her husband who is the head of a werewolf group seeking to make trouble with me. I have been disrespected and highly disregard

I growled. Arachne's eyes flashed with anger and she spat in my face. "You fool," she hissed. "You'll never stop the awakening. Simon will rise, and you'll be the first to fall." I snarled, my claws digging deeper into her shoulders. "I'll never let that happen," I said. I suddenly heard a loud noise behind me. I turned and saw a group of werewolves emerge from the trees; their eyes were fixed on me and Arachne

Brida howled. The pack was holding their breath anxiously to see what would happen. They were all staring at Brida who was sitting on her knees covered in blood with her head tilted forward. At first, it seemed nothing would happen but then Brida levitated into the air and started glowing with white light from all sides. A clear voice echoed through the open space, “A NEW ERA WILL BE BORN. WOLVES WITH EYES THAT REFLECT THE SOUL OF THE MOON WILL END THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT. FENRIR WILL BREAK FREE AND RAGNAROK WILL BE BROUGHT UPON THE WEREWOLF WAYS.”

CHAPTER 1 PILOT Clara’s POV: MY NAME IS Clara Peterson and what you are about to read is the story of my life. However before we delve into the story proper, let me introduce you to my squad. We are more like a family. You dare one of us and you are taking on all of us. There is Ray Glazebrook, my boyfriend or anyways, soon to be boyfriend. He is a werewolf. Infact, he is the Alpha of a werewolf pack called the Kraits. He is immortal and very powerful. Then we have my best friend, Janet Johnson or as I like to call her JJ. She is a witch with the powers to control and manipulate storms. This means she can control lightning. We then have Ethan Vanderbilt, the only hybrid amidst us. He is both

I insisted. “On what.” “Werewolves,” I blurted out, standing up while staring at him. I did not miss the slight parting of his lips before he masked the surprise with concern. “Werewolves? Are you a fan of one of those werewolf horror movies? To be honest, I do like them a lot too. They’re better than the mushy romances teenagers are always writing about us.” “Us?” “Humans, and also werewolves, demons, angels.”

The full moon illuminated the scene, casting an eerie, silver glow upon the tragedy unfolding before our eyes. Amidst the chaos, the colossal monster turned its attention towards me, its eyes burning with an ancient malevolence. The anguished cries of our allies continued to echo in the background as it spoke, its voice a chilling growl that reverberated through the night. "You cannot defeat me, Melvin," it snarled, its voice carrying a haunting resonance. "No matter how many allies your wolf may bring, I am the perfect definition of an immortal werewolf. I cannot be killed. Your feeble attempts to stop me will be in vain."

A new prophecy was revealed yesterday, a new evil has risen called the scourge, and you are to die today,a death we're keen on preventing", said Rafael, leader of the operation. From Afar they see a figure with a black cape, in the sky with glowing red eyes approaching rapidly and definitely not for peace. "Quickly, go get Carla, we need to go!" Alberto firmly said to Imelda. Imelda wakes Carla up. Alarmed, Carla attempts to inquire about what's going on . "There's no time to explain Carla", Imelda said while grabbing a white Werewolf's fang, capable of killing downworlders. She rushes back outside The werewolves change from their human form, Carla's horrified but intrigued. They hop on the

A news report played, and my heart sank as I watched the footage unfold before my eyes. The scene depicted a crowded mall, chaotic and filled with panic. A man—no, a werewolf—moved with unnatural speed and strength, his eyes wild with an unfamiliar madness. Low, guttural growls rumbled from his throat, a chilling sound that sent a shiver down my spine. People scattered, screams filling the air as the man pounced on unsuspecting shoppers.

In the moonlit night that graced the small window of the cottage, Alpha George, a towering brown werewolf with fur as dark as the shadows, emerged from the dense woods. His eyes glowed with fierce intensity, revealing the primal rage that consumed him. His snout, stained with the blood of his recent prey, reflected the ferocity of his existence. Across the cottage, Diana sensed the impending threat.

I didn’t try to get the scene behind my eyes like I usually try to, I let it play again this time, relieving when the kiss happened, sleep welcomed me without me knowing. I saw a wolf, a huge black wolf. I looked around trying to figure out where I was but all I could see was a maze of trees, my heart thundered. The wolf standing a few feet away from me it didn't look like it was a normal wolf, it was more compared to the a wolf. It had black furs and long sharp pointed canine that looked sharp enough to rip iron apart. It stared at me like a predator stalking its prey, waiting for the perfect moment to lunge.