Werewolf Screaming Meme Novels & Stories

he yells. "Hey, man, give me some credit!" I protest, doing my best to ignore the pulsing pain in my chest. "I'm not some heartless creature of the night! I'm just a fun-loving vampire-werewolf hybrid trying to navigate this wacky world we live in!"

Another person added with a loud sigh of disgust. "Do you even know the consequences of all your utterances at all? You are making it sound like you are ignorant, not-too-young knowledge." A not-too-young male werewolf added with a grunt. Others agreed in unison while some threw abuses at me, the seemingly crazy female werewolf causing an uproar to arise.

I scoffed. "I know what I saw...what I heard...what I felt..." "It took you a while to wake up so maybe you watched something about," He failed to repress a chuckle, "werewolves, before getting hurt. Maybe it was embedded in your subconscious." I took another step forward. "I know what happened to me. I can taste the smoke and smell the sweat on them." I cringed at the memory. "Their voices..the...I remember the feel of you...I know you were there and what you...what you became...I-"

“This isn’t real. This can’t be real.” Werewolves didn’t exist. They couldn’t. I convinced myself that what I saw on the Internet was just fabricated news by desperate journalists. I opened the laptop again. The page refreshed, and a video auto-played. A man stood in the middle of a street in the night, screaming. His bones cracked and shifted beneath his skin. His spine arched grotesquely as fur burst through flesh. His jaw elongated, teeth sharpening as his scream twisted into a howl that wasn’t human anymore.

Fully human. I froze. My brain short-circuited. My mouth opened and out came a scream that ripped through the night like a thunderclap: “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Every nerve in me screamed. I was hyperventilating. My hands were shaking. My knees threatened to collapse. My voice couldn’t stop itself. Inside my head, my thoughts raced like a car without brakes: He… he… he’s a werewolf. He… he’s a werewolf. He… he’s a werewolf!

Her companions, graceful and solemn, nodded in agreement, their faces alight with a serene happiness. A werewolf, Dylan large and imposing with fur matted with the grime of combat, threw back his head and howled. It was a sound of victory, of liberation, that resonated deeply in the hearts of all present. His pack joined in, their voices harmonizing in a primal anthem that spoke of endurance and triumph.

Unbeknownst to Kyle, it was just a temporary rule to seal his fate and someone else's. Drew Chen. The muscular, tall and handsome jet black haired and green eyed Werewolf and Witch. Drew smiled and walked towards his cousin Kyle. "It's been long since we saw each other. Why that look?" Drew said pouting his lips. "I know why you are here. What method do you guys want to use now to force me into getting married?" Kyle asked with a deadpan expression.

She even scares the elders and that’s saying something given those motherfuckers think everyone should kiss their feet. I hear an elder scream like a bitch in heat. This would have been somewhat bearable if I didn’t have to hear their whinny screams. They were the elders of the werewolf community yet they were screaming like little girls. Just shows how pathetic they really are. I close my eyes and shut off the sounds.I needed to be thinking of happy fucking thoughts. Instead of the pain that was coursing throughout my body. Jax’s face pops up and for some reason so does Krystal’s and Lauren’s.

The thought of dying here along with my mate when we haven't even done anything together scared me, so I screamed more into the pack's mind. I knew they could hear me, but chose to ignore me. A screaming omega in the link might be considered a prank, or a bitch in heat seeking attention. That's the fucking prejudice amount werewolves. To them, my screams were irrelevant, but I so badly wanted their help now. Tears welled up my eyes, and I blinked them away running, even as the tears blurred my vision. “Please, anyone. Please respond.” I cried desperately, Jada's pitiful whines mixed with mine.

The raspy voice snapped his fingers. “And maybe… I am talking about the probability here. Maybe… they wish to take Shadow away as soon as she kills her siblings.” The curly-haired flicked his fingers on the paper. “But… her suicide attempt put them off guard.” Wan continued as if they were playing detective games. “Hence, this dumb faces.” The curly-haired guy picked the paper up once again and swung it in the air. On the paper, they managed to capture those werewolves’ faces in case they needed them as a reference. Little did they know that those faces were meme material that they could use on a daily basis.