Werewolf Skull Novels & Stories

I know this must be hard for them, considering that all our senses heighten when we shift; so I bet they all can smell the blood that runs through the veins of these people. “How long was I out?” I ask no one in particular as I dust the dirt off my clothing. “Just a few minutes,” Asher answers me. I look around and the crowd of humans has grown so large that even if we wanted to fight our way out, we would either be badly injured or at worse, killed. This is bad, so bad. They have also placed some sort of boundary between us and them, using White Skull Rocks. White Skull Rocks are said to ward off werewolves and other creatures. It is made from the dust of human bones mixed with some sort of

As it got closer, Blake could see the creature more clearly. The body was that of an oversized dog, no more of a wolf, with its straight and seemingly sharp black hair. There was a skull in the shape of a dog in place of its head with no eye sockets or mouth to be seen but a crack along the center of the skull. The creature was moving its head from side to side, and then the center of the skull head opened. Within were what looked like red membranes, and a mighty sonic shriek was heard from the opening. It reminded Blake of a movie he once saw with a similar animal called a Shrieker.

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.

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.

He is determined to hunt them down and kill them. Jason finds himself in the darkness of the forest, he can't see two steps in front of him. He nervously takes each step forward, feeling his way through the pitch-black. The silence in the forest becomes deafening as he listens for sudden movements. He keeps his crossbow raised and tries to keep the sound of his breathing low. The cross around his neck starts to glow again, signaling a werewolf is close by. Jason hears the rustling of leaves in the trees behind him, the sweat beads are forming on his forehead. The rustling gets louder and he hears the growl of a beast behind him, Jason turns around to aim his crossbow at the beast that is run

his enemy. It's very likely that Grim Skull felt the same way about him. With a grown-up smile, Ragnar realized he had to be careful in the wilderness. If you're not careful, you can fall off one of the cliff paths or get caught in the path of an avalanche. But at that moment he was in charge. Sergeant Hakon Ragnar decided he was best suited to command the claws. So far I have had no problems with Kjel or Henk. Only Sven and Stribjörn grunted. Ragna stopped walking and looked up at the sky. The red sun began to set in the west. The sky on the far horizon was blood red, and the red light passing through the clouds made the mountain look strangely menacing. Ragnar seemed to be a haven for tro