Werewolf Skull Novels & Stories

And at the very center of this cathedral of horror sat Roosevelt. He rested on his grotesque throne sculpted entirely from skulls—demon skulls, beast skulls, humanoid skulls bleached pale by centuries of fear. His cloak pooled at his feet like spilled darkness. One clawed finger tapped slowly against the armrest, rhythmic and cold, like he was listening for a heartbeat that had long stopped. A demon approached, trembling before speaking. "My Lord… all the Werewolves have gathered in a single pack." Roosevelt didn't look surprised. His lips lifted in a sharp, predatory smile.

I heard Bazaar. I then know what the dark smoke was. It was wolfbane the substance they discovered to kill and weaken a wolf. The wolfsbane was now causing me difficulty breathing. My eyes run water and my vision became blurry still I didn't close my eyes. My eyes remained half-opened until I saw the dark dust that surrounded us slowly disappeared. When it did everyone within the wall was lying on the floor still and scared. It was not easy seeing them since my vision was still a bit blurry, but there was one image I could see clearly, and that was a white large werewolf that appears to be a she-wolf lying on the ground with a knife in its heart, covered in bright red blood. Bazaar walked ov

Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tonga

He quickly carried the body of the wild boar on his shoulder, intending to hide the carcass of this wild boar in a discreet place, and then slowly dispose of it. However, as soon as Adam saw the carcass of the wild boar, he left. A hunter chased after him, suddenly shouting. “Don't let it run away. This is a werewolf, we must beat it to death. In the town, the head of a wolf as big as this, should at least be exchanged for several hundred gold coins.”

Unbeknownst to Kyle, it was just a temporary rule to seal his fate and someone else's. Drew Chen. The muscular, tall and handsome jet black haired and green eyed Werewolf and Witch. Drew smiled and walked towards his cousin Kyle. "It's been long since we saw each other. Why that look?" Drew said pouting his lips. "I know why you are here. What method do you guys want to use now to force me into getting married?" Kyle asked with a deadpan expression.

Nina,short for Nicolina just turned eighteen in the month of the full moon.Although,considering the fact that she'd get to finally see her wolf form and get to know her mate,she wasn't happy. The vampires and werewolves lived together in harmony ages past until a werewolf and a vampire violated the code and everything was ruined. They were at serious war that not only claimed the lives of many of them but that of Nina's mother also-the Luna of the Blood Moon Pack,her father being the Alpha.

They both stood in front of the gravestone and Minx stood for a while reminiscing on how good he was to her. "Your grandfather was the first person to accept me into the Oscar family, I was a wolf-blood witch pregnant for his son, the next alpha and he never treated me like an outcast instead he accepted me without judging my roots," she said with a nostalgic look on her face. "Do you know how they bury werewolves?" Minx asked Jordan. "No I don't" he answered after pausing for some time to understand why she asked him. "They separate the heart from the body, the heart is buried and the body is burned," she said in a low voice still staring at Seth's grave.

It was broad backed and ugly, the puckered skin of the crescent white scar running in a straight line through the Werewolf’s eyes as he swung one giant paw at my head and I braced myself for it to connect. “Die bitch, I much better like it when they don’t struggle.” He jeered and the blow knocked my head backwards with enough force that my ears started to ring and I bit down hard on the paw that tried to wrap around my throat. “You’re scum, the both of you.” I spat acidly as the orange-backed werewolf sniggered before trapping my wriggling neck under his hind legs and waving one ivory colored paw to me, a glob of foul-smelling drool dropping to me face as I squeezed my eyes shut and waited f

Did Thaddeus hope to engage her services? The most important question being, how does this woman feel about werewolves? She'd hate for her or Marc's head to adorn these walls. A few more steps in and she felt as if they'd stepped into another dimension, as among the normal coterie of animals she also spotted more humanlike trophies, but humans like she'd never seen. For example, the one with porcine features including snout and tusks. There was a scaly-skinned face with no nose, just slits between the mouth and eyes. Oh, and then there was the pice de rŽsistance, the object that caught her stare, the horse head with the gleaming spire jutting from its forehead. A unicorn? But those didn't e

He was eating this story up. “Well, turns out it was a werewolf named Kevin Sung. He liked eating fresh heart meat. Instead of hunting deer or elk or some other wildlife, he realized it was easier to hunt humans. He liked overweight, male hearts and figured rest stops were the fastest way to get them. Authorities figured out it was a werewolf, so they hired me.”