Werewolf Screaming Meme Novels & Stories

Rowan left before Iris could see him. Iris sat up and looked around. The air stank of blood and the bank was carpeted with dead bodies. Iris felt nauseous and and finally threw up. "Tell me I was dreaming" She looked at her best friend who looked at Japh. Japh shook his head. "You were…he was…" Iris pointed and touched her forehead. "Breathe" "Werewolves don't exist, right?" She suddenly stood up. "Because there's no way I just saw you change into a...oh no!"

Fuck it here's goes nothing. I AM A WEREWOLF!!!

"But pride’s a bitch. And I’ve been killing bastards like you longer than you’ve been growing teeth." From my coat pocket, I pull out a small black remote. Julius frowns. "What is that—" Click. The spheres I tucked into the rocks—the witch’s toys—activate. Blue orbs crackle, then— SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! The sound is inhuman. Ripping. Deafening. Mind-shredding. The Wolf Screamer. A spell-fused burst of sound meant to scramble any wolf’s nervous system—especially alphas. The three beasts collapse mid-motion, claws to their ears, screaming. Blood drips from their noses. They writhe like dying snakes.

"You have to feed your friend." Back in the room that Liana knew too well, Hellen was crying. "It's okay," Liana knelt in front of her. "It's all going to be okay. We'll get out of this alive." "Shut up," RK said. "Liana, you're are going to remove that cloth from her mouth. Hellen, don't dare scream or I'll shoot your brains out and feed your body to the animals." Hellen nodded and Liana pulled the cloth and let it fall to her neck.

"Say it again?" Mabel felt anger rising inside her as she yelled "I'm a werewolf just like you Mrs. Smith." With her words, everyone around her begin to laugh loudly. They couldn't believe that this looser girl was still bluffing in front of her. "Then why don't you show us how your wolf looks like?"

Calvin sigh as he look at Kris, who is still looking at me. "We're a werewolf." Kris said in monotonous tone. Werewolf? I cock my brows at them. "We're not mafia, I am not from a rehab and defiantly not from mental disability. But, I am a werewolf." He stated, looking straight to my eyes. One ... Two... Three ... I burst into a fit of laughter. "Oh! And I'm a banshee! Are you Scott McCall or Derek Hale?! I didn't know you like that show!" I laugh hysterically, clutching my stomach.

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As Jenna and Logan celebrated their victory, they suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the forest. They looked up and saw a huge, black wolf standing at the edge of the clearing. The wolf's eyes glowed yellow, and it snarled at Jenna and Logan. Jenna felt her heart skip a beat. She knew that this was no ordinary wolf—it was an Alpha werewolf, and it was here for revenge.

"Your scent is so addicting my dear mate. In a minute, I am certain I will go wild so please allow me to follow my inner thoughts this time." 'He was already licking between my breasts and yet he was still able to speak properly!?' I dared not to answer his question. Whatever that construe is out of my little brain. 'So instead of respon-' "Ahhh!-" I instantly covered my mouth before it could reveal what was going on between us inside when I luckily realized where exactly we were. " Don't suppress your screams, my dear mate, it is a recognition for us, male werewolves, if our mate screams in utter pleasure. So, whatever your reasons for doing such suppression is futile. "

Werewolf. Hundreds of results. Stories. Legends. Murders. News articles. Witchcraft. Pack rituals. None of it helped. All it did was make my stomach twist. Then I remembered the old Anti-Werewolf Club group chat. I hadn’t checked it in forever. I scrolled through it now. Half-jokes. Some angry rants. A few links that looked promising. "Signs you're being turned." "How to test your humanity." "Known cures (none verified)." My breath caught at that last one. I opened the link.