Werewolf Star Wars Novels & Stories

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

Laughter and the sound of padded paws filled the air, creating a symphony of ecstasy that echoed throughout the forest. Meanwhile, months have passed. A uncommon and strong incident had occurred in the center of the wolves' dominion during the starry night. Seraphine had given birth to a male Alpha Werewolf with her royal demeanor and dominating aura. Raff, as he was named, came into the world with a power that seemed to mirror his mother's. His fur was a deep crimson color, the mark of strength and terror.

He was silent for a full minute. "Whoever your biological parents were, Mum and Dad are still your family. They love you as much as they love me. We can find out your parents' information later, I promise. There's something else I want you to know right now." His brown stared at me expectantly, while part of my brain has processing the information that just came out of his mouth He looked at me fixedly with his brows furrowed "Cara, I'm a Werewolf."

Gandalf shouted, unleashing even greater power. Amidst the chaos, Xavier, who had previously fallen in his duel against Gandalf, struggled to his feet. Despite his injuries and exhaustion, a fiery determination blazed in his eyes. He knew he couldn't let Gandalf reach the castle. With a burst of renewed strength, he joined the fray once more, rallying his fellow werewolves to push back against the army of artificial humans.

The werewolves, once a formidable force, now stumbled and faltered, their coordination shattered. As the Aquariux continued to flail and writhe, the werewolves turned their tail and fled in disarray, their earlier ferocity replaced by fear and confusion. The air was filled with the stench of blood and the eerie sounds of the Aquariux's death throes, a haunting reminder of the terror that had unfolded. As the troops celebrated their victory, they knew the true enemy was still lurking beneath the surface. The Aquarius, a monstrous creature born from the dark depths of the Sakaria River, had been the mastermind behind the attack.

“I called for backup. They’ll be here any minute now.” The man swears quietly and the wolf stares at the two of us in loathing. Its red eyes reminding me of Mr. Zyris’s when he talked to me yesterday. The man rides the back of the werewolf, holding his injured arm close to his chest. The werewolf runs to where they both originally came from and escapes. Something tells me this isn’t the end of their attempts yet. Is this what they meant by trying to keep me from the werewolf world?

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

He also feared that we would develop a bloodlust just as our wolves had. Aria paused and checked on Absalom. His body was shaking and both arms were bracing his now kneeling body against the wall. “Keep…. Reading.” Aria sighed feeling sorry for him, but continued. Units of soldiers, knights and cavalry came into our forest, burning camps down and slaughtering the wolves and Lycans alike. Wave after wave they came… “Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!” Aria stopped and saw Absalom’s face now on the floor, his whole body sweating. “Noo! Ahg!” His body resumed shaking violently as he yelled and Aria stood not knowing what to do to help him.

It's always Zendaya do this, Zendaya do that, and lots of insultive names that make me feel worthless. I'm not even allowed to say who I was to people outside the pack house because to every other werewolf who doesn't live in the packhouse, Alpha Rufus was a kind and generous Alpha who cares for everyone around him but never did they know I'm being subjected to great suffering by the same said kind man. No one except the top pack members which are the Beta and Gamma with few of the top warriors who lived with us in the pack house knew I existed. But they were meant to keep my existence as secret and I wasn't meant to expose which pack I'm from.

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.