Werewolf Slayer Novels & Stories

In Book Three of the Crystal River series, Voodoo, we meet a single mom of three who is raising the children that her sister abandoned. After a series of events that she has no control over, Skylar finds herself in a position where she must start over. After moving to Crystal Pass, she discovers that werewolves are real. And that she’s been surrounded by them her whole life.

The looming threat of the rogue werewolves, now more organized and dangerous than ever, had forced even the most rivalrous clans to unite under a common cause. Alex Robert Macrobat, a 30-year-old werewolf and mother, stood beside her son, Prince Kai. Alex’s journey from a human to a werewolf had been marked by tragedy and transformation. She had embraced her new identity after her mother was killed by a werewolf, leading her to the United States where she met her werewolf clan and learned to control her werewolf form. Alex eventually gave birth to Kai, who inherited her werewolf genes and bore a striking resemblance to his father, Kim.

This was the right time to protect herself against the evil wolf clan. Adhara's gray eyes blazed. She was ready to attack. Slagle, behind her, crawled and growled, signaling that he was ready to make the first move against the werewolves from North Oregon. He sensed their impending attack on Adhara. Before it could happen, Slagle attacked, dealing with several werewolves. He wounded one, but ten others immediately attacked him. Adhara moved, slashing at the werewolves attacking Slagle. With her sharp nails and fangs, she bit another and threw him away.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

Her call is an echo on the wind, a summons to battle that cannot be ignored. Beside her appears a pair of wolves, Aoron and Eta. They connect with the werewolves, seeking compatible partners amidst the pack. Together, they unleash a powerful howl and charge towards the Drider. They attack from all directions, their claws and teeth deadly weapons that tear and rend. Gradually, they manage to break all the Drider's legs, incapacitating it.

“Well, I got to live another day in this fucked earth. Thanks for that by the way.” “You’re welcome.” I smiled big at her. She shook her head and slipped out of the door. I tried to adjust my lying position so I was on my side but every part of my body ached. I glanced down at my body. I was still in my stained clothes. I felt bad about the dirt getting on the bedcovers, but I didn’t do it intentionally. The Wolf Slayer. He saved me from the warrior. Why? I’ve heard he treated woman badly. He has lovers but they were all scared of him. It wasn’t because I was his mate. That definitely didn’t mean much to men like him. I wasn’t understanding any of it.

My breath felt like it was being sliced, and my entire body trembled. "You will pay for this," I whispered, my voice almost biting. Tavien roared. "I will destroy you all! You will regret this!" His body transformed in an instant into a large gray wolf, his eyes blazing with explosive anger. Nyra followed—a slender brown wolf with eyes as sharp as daggers. "Elune," I whispered. Without hesitation, I let my body be enveloped by my wolf's power. In the blink of an eye, I was no longer Lyara the Luna—I was Lyara the Slayer. The three of us spread terror in brutal silence.

He ordered. Sliver was a deadly weapon for a werewolf, it not only weaken or drain a werewolves energy, it also killed instantly, Skylar tears flowed down her cheeks as she wondered why her sister would cut herself with sliver...unless, she wanted to kill herself. XxxxX Skylar and her family, with a few pack members gathered in the living room, waiting patiently with their hands to their chin, feet tapping the floor trying to ease the uneasiness while heart beats pound faster as they all waited for the doctor to work out from Olivia's room.

Kenji mumbled to himself. But then, Maddie was sweating so hard. It seemed like she was having a hard time breathing. Inside her dream: “Mom and Dad?” “Denise! Run!” Her mom screamed and then her head was crushed by that werewolf. ‘Huh? Why am I seeing this scene again? I want to save them!’ Maddie thought. She then ran away but the werewolf jumped in front of her and stopped her from running. Her eyes widened and then she was killed by the werewolf instantly.

The Crimson Fang’s numbers were overwhelming, their attacks swift and merciless. Lyra, her wolf instincts screaming, launched herself into the fray. Her movements were a whirlwind of controlled fury, her fangs and claws finding their marks with deadly precision. She moved like a shadow, a phantom of vengeance, her every strike calculated to inflict maximum damage. She felt the thrill of the hunt, the raw power of her werewolf form surging through her veins, a potent cocktail of adrenaline and righteous fury. She fought not just for survival, but for the memory of her former pack, for the bond she still felt with them, even after her departure to the ShadowClan.