Werewolf Skull Novels & Stories

The horrible stench assailed my nose before I opened my eyes to look at where I had landed. A horrific sight stopped me dead in my tracks. There, across the forest floor, was the battered skin and bones of several massive wolves. Their flesh had been torn apart, revealing glistening and jagged bone. Worst of all, their eyes had been gouged out, leaving behind gaping, bloody sockets. I clapped a hand over my mouth to stifle a scream. These were no ordinary wolves - their sheer size attested to that. They could only be werewolves, And yet something, or someone, had slain them with vicious brutality.

One of the werewolves who were searching my homes decided it would be a good idea to shift to his human form, which was a bad choice for him. Deacon ran towards him, jumping off of the ground he pounding us down into his back. He sank his teeth into his skull and ripped his scalp off like he was peeling an orange. Deacon spit his scalp out of his mouth and charged at another wolf who was about to enter another one of our dens.

Its face, gods, its face looked like a skull half-covered in flesh, the mouth jagged with broken fangs. A wendigo. A curse of the old wolves. A monster born when an alpha went insane and dared to devour his own kind. “Run, Amon.” Amon neighed loudly at my command as he ran off into the forest, leaving me alone. I drew my sword, staring directly at the grotesque creature. The monster let out an ear-piercing screech as it bolted toward me. It raised its bloody claw, prepared to strike, but just then, steel met claw with a streak of sparks.

Before the warning bells embedded in my head could begin the haunting symphony that would let me know something was amiss, I was airborne. One of Nadia’s pets had lunged for me, the one with the split skull and milky white eyes. It was fast, faster than any werewolf I’d ever seen. Even Helios barely managed to intercept it in time, but somehow, he did. After all, it was his dagger, gilded and speckled with gold, which protruded from the creature’s throat. Helios held strong, his suit melting away in a flash of light to be replaced with glittering armor.

The scientist smiled and pressed the remote he was holding. The man named Uno stopped running when he felt a pain in his head. He stopped running and growl. He looked behind him to see what the scientist was doing, but he had run a long way in just one minute. “Ahh!” he cried out again when he felt the pain again. He fell on the ground and suddenly felt all his bones cracking and his body felt so hot. As he crawls on the ground, he felt that he’s slowly changing into something… a werewolf!

The metal collar was an object with ten big needles, going into the Wolf's skin where the liquid silver running through the needles to the wolf's system and weakens it. She took a step back and turned around. Ethan's words echoing in her mind. The vampires lifted Ethan's cage to the sky. A great army of vampire stood behind Drake and Alexa. "For our lost glory!" Drake yelled a hand up before opening the portal. As the sky cleared, it came with the image of large numbers of werewolves in their battle suit holding weapons. With alpha Williams at the head of the werewolf. Drake smirk. "We're back to it! Dogs versus gods! And we all know who will win." He stretched out his hands and the 45th vam

I replied to him but as soon as I spelled the name ‘Paul’, I gasped. “What happened? What is it?” Karien inquired as he saw me gasped all of sudden. I looked at him and asked, “Do you remember what was the shade of the wolf fur, and how big was he?” “He had slightly golden brown, white-colored mix fur and not so big as I saw a werewolf in movies. I don’t think he was a strong wolf but he was there attacking those two guys before I got there and he ran off as soon as he saw me” He said recollecting the memories of last night.

He blinked up through blurry eyes, wiping at his tears, and then— His heart stopped. A monstrous figure loomed above him. "Grahhhhhhhh!" The creature was unlike anything he had ever seen. Towering, grotesque. Three times the size of a normal wolf. Its eyes burned a hellish red, gleaming with an unnatural hunger. Claws, long and curved, glinted under the weak moonlight. Saliva dripped from jagged teeth as it growled, a sound so deep it rattled through Logan’s bones.

Either this happened before or after this man died. They kept on kissing until they both kissed each other's neck until the boy died. Yomiel was confused. "Did the victim died because the lady sucked his neck? That lady was a vampire? Aren’t vampires fictional?" He asked to himself. He stared at the dead body and looked at the neck. There were two holes, no, two slits. He was suspecting something.

Next day **************** It was sunday and today it was full moon day. Every full moon day, alpha Jack and Elena used to organize a party for their packs at a resort which was 14 km away from the city in the midst of a dense forest. A loner wolf used to find mate in the party. They used to howl together after the party around 1 o'clock. " Carol, get ready a nice dress for today's party." her mom said while picking up a dress for herself.