Werewolf Series Books Novels & Stories

I BELONG TO YOU FOREVER (werewolf story book1) ENDLESSLY MINE (werewolf story book2) AVAILABLE BOOKS Werewolf Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 "Por Siempre Tuya" - Book 1 "I Belong to you forever" BOOK 2 SEQUEL (Goodnovel) Libro 2 "Eternamente Mia" - Book 2 "Endlessly Mine" BOOK 3 SEQUEL (Goodnovel) Libro 3 "Infinitamente Nuestra - Book 3 "Infinitely Ours"

If he succeeded, he would be unstoppable… … but he didn’t, because in her reality in Fairbanks, Vak Smallchief is still known as the first werewolf in history and the only werewolf ancestor who receives 7 salutation howls on the nights of the Full Moon Feasts. Where did that leave Nikjin? “You are a beautiful sight to behold in wasteland such as this,” he said, appearing in front of her like an apparition.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

Rem and the other Hunter were tending to their fallen friend’s wounds while we held the werewolves back. There were still more of them than us, but we had injured enough of them that we had gained the upper hand for now. I snarled at an approaching werewolf and relied on Seren’s ability to glow to show that I still had the energy to spare. The werewolf slunk down as she backed away. She knew she had no chance against me alone and her pack members were all busy.

He is three times bigger than a normal werewolf and only just slightly smaller than the Werewolf King. He is pure midnight black with a patch of pure white around his eyes and ears. He has also been affected by my father, being weakened. I let Hunter have control; I walk up to the rogues and snap my teeth at the vampires. I then stand in front of the werewolf rogues. I grin to myself as they both cower back from me. I look at Theodore, who is also trying to hide his smirk at their reactions. "Take them now! I am going to run the entire border. I will be back at the castle by dawn!"

Dannie picked up another joint from her room and went to the library. Among the ancient books was one of the largest collections of werewolf history in the world. If there was anything on Balric or the black book it was there. She gathered a variety of titles that looked promising and lit the joint. Taking a hit, Dannie opened the first book. Inside was mostly what she already knew.

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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 Sivercrest pack helped by members of the Whitefang pack was gaining ground on them killing more and more of their warriors. The war had already gone on for over twenty-four hours and they were all exhausted from the fighting. More wolves soon launch at them and they each take on as much as they can. These wolves looked different and savage with big red eyes and smelled horrible... one of the wolves moves forward growling menacingly at him, he launches for his already bleeding shoulder and tries to bite out a chunk from it which he dodges him and the wolf tumbles to the ground with a big fall, he looked very upset now as he was snarling ferociously at him and with a totally unnoticeable m

Hell, the fucking cunt didn’t even have time to scream before my jaws were clamping down on his throat – crushing it! I ripped it out… Blood sprayed across my face, thick and hot. The warmth of it evaporated as it made contact with the cooler air. And with it came an all too familiar smell, that had my wolf seeing red. They were werewolves! Not rouges, but not our pack either... What the hell?! I spun, not really realizing I’d crashed so hard into the second wolf so hard we’d skittered across the asphalt, leaving behind a bloody trail. Hmm, perhaps sparring daily with an alpha twice my size was finally paying off.