Werewolf's Heartstrong Novels & Stories

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

body still refused to yield to her pleas . Her attempt was once again a futile one. Her eyelids had not opened a bit. She was running out of time. Derek kept on roaring like he was going to die. Though she was very afraid, she knew at the same time that she might just be the only way to salvage the whole situation. Her heart broke the moment she heard Derek trying to justify why he killed those people. That chamber had a memory that he could not yet get over. The alpha king needed to be helped. He needed help desperately, most especially at the moment. The sounds of things that had been smashed on the floor kept on tearing the air apart. Yes. This was the right moment to do the needful. She

My heart begins to beat on a fast pace, thrumming in my ears. “ Yes. First thing you have to learn is to control your emotions under all circumstances. Then, you have to learn to keep your…uhmmm… ” Wolf gets distracted and stops himself. “ Hmmm…” I hum, finding myself equally distracted like him. “ And then you have to learn to keep your heartbeat normal. ” Wolf finishes. My mind snaps back to reality as my eyes turn wide. His lips twitch and my eyes burn with anger. “ I can hear it… ” He trails off, his eyes moving away from mine. “ Actually…all werewolves can. They can hear heartbeats and the werewolves with higher ranks can even detect emotions. ”

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

His mind wanted to just see what would happen between them but his body just move when he saw the wounded hunter. Seeing the hunter that is pin ain, he also feels something that is pricking his heart. He couldn't just watch her suffering from the attacks of the Rogues. After a few seconds, the three Rogues start attacking him. They joined forces just to harm him but they didn't make a single scratch on his body. As the werewolf who has the highest rank in the pack, they could not win against him. In just three minutes the three Rogues are out of breath. He gave them time to harm him but they just couldn't do it. After all, he is ten times stronger than them.

As soon as his eyes catch a glimpse of me with a guard on top of me, they widen. He's faster than anyone I've met as he grabs the guard and slams the massive man against the wall, leaving a huge dent in the same wall in the process. I'm sure I hear bones breaking, and for a moment, I think it's the guards, but boy, am I fucking wrong. Instead of Nero stands, a massive, no gigantic, black wolf and a pair of blood-red eyes stare into mine. Holy shit, he's an heir.

Stormy declared in my mind. The dark wolf raised his hand and alpha Blake stopped talking, “I know where he is! I can feel his beating heart!” the dark werewolf murmured, clenching his fist and opening it slowly, a dark smoke surging from it, and the image of a beating heart forming slowly. The dark werewolf crushed the heart-shaped smoke between his thumb and fingers, making a strong wave of dizziness reach Stormy and me. Stormy’s eyes popped open. “Holly fvck! It’s time to run, Grant! Run for our lives!

His wolf howling, wanting to make sure his mate was okay. He began to go all wolf, allowing his wolf to take over, so he could return to his mate’s side. Another vampire collided with him, taking him down to the ground. The impact was rough, but Oliver barely noticed as he ripped the vampire off his back, plunging his claw into his chest and pulling out the heart. Both went to dust.

I closed my eyes, letting the heat currents rage within me, surrendering to the wildness of the wolf. I let the moans fall from my lips without thought. "Mmm… Rylan! Jarek!" "Here." They spoke in unison, both pausing momentarily at the coincidence. Then, a strong arm wrapped around me from behind—Jarek's. He took my limp, weak hand and guided it to rest on Rylan's sweat-slicked chest. There, a heart was pounding with the distinct, powerful rhythm of a werewolf. Against my back, another heart beat in time.

Instead of the creature for flying back like a bullet, Ferguson ended up penetrating the creature's chest and plugging out its still beating heart. The werewolf whined like a puppy before eventually giving up the ghost. Ferguson stood above the werewolf in triumph still holding the bloody heart in his right hand not knowing he was being watched, he sensed in the nick of time that he was being watched when he heard the stranger's snarl. He did not know who the stranger was because he was still standing at the dark entrance of the room watching him with so much ire and fury. SNARL!