Werewolf Silhouette Novels & Stories

"Stop acting like we're best friends." Liana looked at the gun held limply by his hand. It was facing down and the safety was on. She charged at him and they both fell, his head hitting the floor with a thud. She winced and tried to get up but he grabbed her hand. She tried to bite his while pulled her down with so much strength that she fell on top of him. She heard a deep animalistic growl and saw his body twisting and fur growing on it. She gasped before he hit her head with a pistol and she felt dizzy. Her world suddenly turned black.

"I again got a vision Silas" Silence follows. To only make Elora to hold Silas's hand. "The death wolf is coming back Silas. It's finally time." Horror covers Silas's features. As Elora continues. "I saw blood coating our grounds like river of blood flowing through land, dead bodies piling around and ...." "A deadly silence follows.....silence that resembled death.With those dark clouds emerging." "My vision stopped at those blood red eyes looking at me amongst that chaos." "The wolf was triple the normal size, as big I have ever seen with jet black fur and blood red eyes..."

The shadow was seen only by that creature, it seemed like it was covering the whole body, and a hoodie covered the face,sitting on a cliff made of stone. There was a very round big glass bowl kept beside, full of water in it. "Xander... it's me Xander." he looked at that shadow and replied. "How did you come here? Where is that girl? " Xander held his tears hard and said, " they killed her." "Has she broken that safety thread that I gave you? " "No, it was tied on her hand but she couldn't hold herself and changed herself into wolf when they provoked her intentionally." "ohh.. it means they already knew about the secret of the thread that it wouldn't work with wolf appearance." the shadow sa

very still. Toby whirled toward their campsite—Lauren turned to look as well, but she didn’t see anything. Not at first. She seemed to coalesce from the wind and snow. Her fur glistened silver, gold, and shadow. They all froze, staring at her as she stared at Asil. After a few seconds, the wolf hopped off the log and walked slowly forward, whining. Her tail wagged, just a little. Asil started to move toward the wolf, but Toby grabbed him, holding him back. “Sarai?” Asil said hoarsely, limp in Toby’s grip. The wolf lowered her head and dropped her tail in a classic submissive pose. She whined again. Beside Lauren, Dennis growled and placed himself between her and the other wolf. But the witc

He is the youkai of winter, the snow demon. His second essence, if my memory serves me right, is a large demonic wolf. What was the difference between a snow werewolf and such a creature, you ask? The first is a beast in nature, and the second is a projection of an image. In other words, Maroon is a youkai who wields the magic of snow and winter. Snow werewolves were close to him by nature, so the man changed his essence to that of a wolf. But at the same time, he was never a real beast. Yes, his image of a huge white wolf terrified everyone who encountered him, but it was only an image. We can say that the illusion is a very high-quality illusion. - How do you feel? - I heard the voice of B

The van carrying Talan overturns as Talan comes back to life to continue his rampage. Meanwhile, after becoming increasingly ill, Gavin investigates the Gwynek residence and ends up killing Mrs. Gwynek after coming to realize that he now has the same affliction as Talan. Gavin shaves off all of his body hair as he begins giving in to his new werewolf alter ego. In the commotion at the crash site, Talan kills Eric. Talan moves to attack Kate next, but Gavin arrives to battle the other werewolf. The fight ends when Gavin strangles Talan, presumably killing him.

The healer that he had been following all the while had vanished into the thin air without any trace of being found. " No way. " He said. " She entered here. I am certain of that. " Vieira began to flash his eyes through the darkness of the night . But his sight was not good enough to see anyone. Then, he turned his eyes to his normal werewolf form. With those eyes that now glowed, he scanned the trees and the bushes for the slightest sign of a figure that looked like her. But there was no one there. He took out time to practice his smelling ability again. Perhaps, he was the one that hit it entirely wrong initially. That was definitely the reason for him not to have caught a glimpse of her

The woods, once a sanctuary, became a witness to an unspeakable act of violence. Suddenly, a low growl echoed through the night, freezing everyone in place. The men, startled, looked around nervously. Another growl, closer this time, echoing through the darkness. I recognized it instantly—it was the unmistakable growl of a werewolf. Helena, in her wolf form, burst forth from the shadows, her fur bristling with a protective rage. The men, realizing the imminent threat, stepped back, their eyes widening in terror. Helena, towering over them, lunged forward with a swift, powerful motion.

It looked like a ghost village. Suddenly, a shape detached itself from the darkness of a tree. It moved with a fluid, predatory grace that I recognized instantly. A werewolf. But he wasn't wearing a uniform. He was bare-chested, his skin covered in strange, dark tattoos that looked like vines. “Stop,” the man said. His voice wasn’t a shout; it was a command that seemed to vibrate in the very air. Silas stopped, putting his hands up. “I’m Silas. Marcus sent us. We’re looking for Alpha Thorne.”

female—a silver prize with the mark of the Priestess. Three shadows emerge from the brush on the far side of the clearing. They are ragged, scarred wolves with eyes the color of stagnant water. Silas leads them, his muzzle grey with age and malice. He doesn't see me in the shadows; he only sees the silver wolf standing over a fresh kill. “A stray,” Silas’s psychic rasp echoes through the clearing, oily and invasive. “A beautiful, unranked stray with a feast to share. Move aside, little moon, and maybe we’ll let you keep a bone.”