Werewolf Skull Novels & Stories

After what seems like hours, but really has only been minutes, Ash is fully transformed into a beautiful light gray, almost white wolf with a black marking on her forhead that is the shape of a half moon. (Ashs POV) I really don't remember much, other than the blinding pain I felt all over my body. I do remember hearing my very own screams, and then I heard Ricks sexy voice telling me not to fight aginst the shift. . . .Wait a damn freaking minute!! I'm a freaking werewolf! I yell in my head to myself. What everyone else heard was a low rumble of a growl. Once Star opened her eyes, I was finally able to see everything that she sees, and it is amazing.

The Lord of Dark had appeared. "Let! Me! Down!" I immediately shouted angrily at Archie. Archie paid no attention, and another thunderstorm descended directly toward The Lord of Dark. It was only then, amidst the thunderstorm, that we discovered the black mist composed its flesh. It was a colossal wolf skeleton, adorned with bits of decaying flesh.

Avalea I don’t know how long I was unconscious, but when I come to, I’m once again staring into the Werewolf’s silver-gray eyes. They’re not glowing this time, thanks to the bright sunlight flooding the hut. I try to sit up, but wince as pain shoots up my leg. I’m still feeling light-headed. The Werewolf is looking at the blood-soaked remains of my nightgown and the pool of blood on the floor with horror. “What the hell!” he exclaims.

My breath stills. "Luna!" The werewolf slides right off. He shifts mid fall, leaving a giant dent in the tiles when his burly wolf lands. All around, werewolves and Eld fight, blood coating the floor. A wolf sinks its canines into the neck of one of Elenora's men, ripping it clean from his body. The decapitated head has barely hit the tiles before a boulder smashes into the wolf's skull, eliciting an chilling roar.

"At least explain why?!" Xavier sighs before flipping open a page. He thought he won't look like an idiot when he talked to him in his head in case he slips up and creates awkward facial expressions. "Werewolf senses require werewolf mana to operate. My guess is that Mr. Zyris is using something to block werewolf and vampire hearing to avoid anyone hearing about their conversation."

He smashes the skull of a demon with the head of a scorpion with just one fist and then changes shape to becomes a huge gray wolf with electric blue eyes and makes staff and enemies. They’re not just falling; even some vampires and werewolves who had allied to us, they’re not making it. I only see the moment of a scene in which a vampire’s arms are cut off, and then every part of his body is torn off. I go towards that monster, and after taking his head with my legs, I break his neck bone with a strong rotation.

Drake and Lyca, their two comrades, were already there, their faces etched with grim determination. “We have them," Lady Susan announced, her voice echoing in the cavernous space. She held up three gleaming stones, their surfaces pulsating with otherworldly energy. Drake and Lyca's eyes widened in recognition. "The stone spirits of the werewolf god supreme," Drake breathed, his voice filled with awe. With reverence, they placed the stones on a pedestal before a massive statue, its towering form adorned with twelve piercing eyes. The stones emitted a blinding flash of light, momentarily illuminating the hideout with an ethereal glow.

The Werewolf threw me hard against dank stone walls. The walls didn't shatter. I did. My skull cracked, bones in my back snapped, and my ribs pierced my torso. Blood sprayed from my mouth as stabbing pains convulsed my body. The Werewolf crouched to leap, and I was only a heap of broken bones on the cold stone floor. "No!" I screamed, and as the scream deepened to a roar, my neck split, my body bulged, and my duster and leather pants shredded away. My creature was coming forth.

He enjoyed the attention. “I’m tired of keeping the boy in the dark,” I said. “It’s for his own safety. Zach, there are werewolves and vampires in this town. Rafael is a blood sucking vampire.” Rafael’s face changed, veins lining the skin below his lower eyelids became visible, gray-ish under pale skin. He opened his mouth wide, flashing long sharp fangs at me. Hannah screamed, standing and pulling Zach into her arms. She staggered back and made him stand behind her.

The golden pup’s fur began to crack with glowing lines, radiating a blinding light that made it impossible for anyone to keep their eyes open. “A true Golden Werewolf! I can’t see!” “It’s coming! It’s coming!” Everyone craned their necks and kept their eyes wide, trying desperately to catch a glimpse. Damian laughed loudly. “A Divine Werewolf descends! All shall bow before me! I am the King of the Werewolf Alliance!” As the light began to dim, the pup’s form started to shift. The crowd held its breath. “What is that?” “A black werewolf?” At the very moment everyone expected glory, the golden pup transformed into a grotesque, malformed Omega Black Werewolf.