Werewolf Shifter Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Immortal Desire - vampire, werewolf, witch - a fantasy-based story with dark romance and erotica (you can take a peek at this if it suits your genre taste) - completed 2. Midnight Feast -werewolf - this is a little dark. I don't know how to say it. See for yourself (I like this so much) -new book/on-going 3. The Deserted Wife -TDB book 2 -Romance/drama -new book/on-going

Unfortunately, Toby already has a girlfriend and a deep, dark secret that Violet can never know about. ________________________________________________________________________ IMPORTANT: For anyone who has come over from the platform D****e (where I write under the username VampireWhore), This is the long-awaited rewrite of my books ''Protecting Ellie'' and its sequel, ''Us Against the World''. These books were written years ago so any resemblances with any other werewolf book on this platform are just coincidental. I have also decided to enter it into the new werewolf contest! Wish me luck! Chapter one coming soon!!!

Metal-pale and tanned in flickers of lights. I stared in horror. Kieran shoved me backward. "Run!" Tyra leaped. The fight erupted… Metal clashed with claws, and light flashed as weapons discharged. I backed toward the far wall, hands shaking. But my legs wouldn't move. Wouldn't run. Not this time. My wolf stirred deep in my chest. Let me out, she whispered. I closed my eyes. Focused. And this time, I didn't fight her. The shift came slower than before. More controlled. It is not agony, it is more like: I walked into my own skin.

hear the ripples of the river. Almost there. My adrenaline is kicking in fast, making me prepared for danger. I can see the river from afar. Finally. Just a little bit more Alice. You'll be tasting your freedom. My leg hits a plank and I fall hard to the ground. Again. "Arghhhh," I yell. The dagger falls away from my grip. I crawl on the ground, searching for it. It's too dark to see it clearly. My body shakes. I fall flat on the ground. What is happening? I grip my head hard to ease the stinging ache. I'm screaming in pain on the ground. Something is happening to me. My screams turn to growls. I feel my bones shift and twist beneath my skin. The pain is excruciating. My muscles bulge and e

Honestly, as I looked around the room, if you took away the performers, it reminded me of the rut scenes from Lisa Ladew’s One True Mate series. Yes, I read smutty shifter romance. Blame Uncle Alex! He’s the one who reads those books, even before he knew Aurelia was a werewolf. I picked them up because it is entertaining to see all the various takes on the reality we live in as humans in the supernatural world. We have a shifter smut book club. Uncle Alex started it, and it expanded over the years. Even members from the Sicilian packs are involved, like Zoe and André.

With anticipation racing through her, she leaned in closer to him and placed a soft kiss on his lips. Edmond responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around her waist as he deepened the kiss. Anna felt a surge of desire course through her, and she knew that she wanted him more than anything. It was a moment of pure bliss. As they kissed, Anna felt a connection to Edmond that she had never felt before. She felt like she belonged with him, in his world of werewolves and danger. They sat on the couch together, Edmond's fur brushing against Anna's skin. She couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement as she looked into his eyes, which seemed to glow in the moonlight.

3: Waxing Storm Elara’s lungs burned as they raced through the ancient forest, Kael’s massive hand gripping hers. Her body was changing—bones aching, senses sharpening with every stride. The waxing moon pulled at her emerging wolf blood, syncing with Kael’s growing rut. “They’re close,” Kael growled, golden eyes scanning the shadows. “Your coven wants us both drained.” A distant spell blast shook the trees. They dove into the ruins of an old lunar temple, collapsing behind fallen pillars. Dust settled around them. Elara’s heart pounded, fear mixing with unbearable heat between her thighs.

A small laugh escapes me, and I offer another small nod for him to continue. I mean, what the hell am I supposed to say to that? “A lot of the folklore is based on the truth. How much do you know about werewolves?” “Um, I mean—silver bullets; you shift under a full moon; alphas are the boss. Oh! I love Twilight. I was always Team Jacob.” I nearly facepalm myself the second I say that. That sounded way less stupid in my head.

* * * MAVERICK I have never been so intrigued by a woman from another species before, let alone my sworn enemy, a female vampire but the prison did not follow the same rules as the outside world. Everything was fair game here. I thought it was a simple attraction at first, just my sexual need was fucking with my head. I’d gone for months since I’d ever had the pleasure to enjoy a woman’s body and I missed that connection. I’d only ever been with Shewolves, and never had the urge to try other female creatures, not until Sofia. As an Alpha, the werewolf community would look down on me if they found out that I hooked up with a vampire.

Too fast. “Now,” Ronan growled. She lunged from cover like fire breaking loose. Her feet didn’t make a sound—just the whoosh of her body cutting air. The first wolf didn’t even have time to shift—Kaela slammed into him, claws out, teeth bared. Her momentum knocked him back. Blood sprayed, warm and bright. He hit the ground hard. Behind her, snarls ripped through the dark. One of their wolves—a Shadowfang scout—howled in pain, dragged down by two enemies.