Novel & Cerita Werewolf Stories Romance

And those catholic wolves were cruel. Her eyes widened in their sockets upon the realization that I haven’t replied to that. “Don’t tell me you haven’t gone to the club before?” Then she snorted, “C’mon you’re no longer in South Rosta coast, Rivera. If you want a reaction you’d have to give him something solid to react to.” She was right. Locking a wolf out of his room while in his den was pathetic. If I wanted to really get to him… I had to break out of my comfort zone.

Okay now 😢😢😢😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭. This is the end. Don't forget to comment and vote for the final chapter!❎ -Rama There are a couple Werewolf books up on my Instagram profile. ✴To be the second ✴The Tales Of A Pregnant And Rejected Luna ✴The Bad Boy Is A Werewolf ✴His Hidden Child ✴Maid For the alpha Some Romance Fantasy ✴Winter's storm ✴ Within The Flames Of Anger And many other genres I think you'll enjoy. Check them out! And do bring forget to give me some feedback.

I can only see what you see. ‘What part of me are you?’ Sira doesn’t answer for a few seconds. ‘What are you Sira? If you’re not a spirit, then it means I’m definitely insane! I single-handedly conjured up a—’ ‘I’m your wolf. You and I, we are one. Always and forever.’ I freeze on my bed. Did I just hear her right? No she has to be joking. ‘Are you saying…I’m a werewolf?’ Tense silence at first, then. ‘Yes. A rare white wolf from the bloodline of the originals.’ ***

Author’s Note: Sorry I haven’t been updating guys but I had some work to do and now updates resume. So I have two ideas for new stories but I am conflicted between choosing one to start. One is a werewolf story which by the way is my first werewolf story and the second is a normal romance story. I need you all to help me choose which you think is best and I should work on… First story (werewolf) this the synopsis Zoya has always believed that on her eighteenth birthday she would find her mate and they will live happily ever after... But everything comes crashing down when her pack is attacked on her eighteenth birthday, being one of the few survivors of the attack, Zoya is taken under the wi

I could see lights surrounding me too. And then, it happened. I could feel my body change. My skin began to ripple, my bones shifted, and my face changed. When it was done, I was no longer a human. I was a beautiful white wolf with blue eyes. My fur was velvet-like and without stain. I looked elegant as I stood before everyone. I was scared, but Alpha Solomon was there. He put his hand on my head and said, “You are a powerful werewolf now. You have been healed and made stronger. You are no longer the person you were when I found you. I changed you and I will change your destiny”

We don't want our tongues romantically fencing each other to stop. Similar to our overflowing expressions, those humans around us also felt envy when we could dare do it publicly. It was totally not me but we were talking about Nathalie. My first crush. The first who accepted for who I am not. And the first female wolf that could beat my heart as fast as at the speed of light that way. My wolf has been full of worries and fears that one of those few male wolves and humans, two to mention, Nathaniel and Jasper, would escort her in a romantic way.

He only likes to humiliate and whip me, degrade me before a few of his trusted guards simply because that was the only way he can get his limp cock to work. I loathe him with a choking passion. When I retire to my room, I find that the maids have immersed the bath water in petals of calendulas and lavender. After I discard my dress and sink into the water, I let my thoughts wander to how all of this had began. Twenty-three year old, fantasy-loving me would have called meeting a real life werewolf a fluke until I met my best friend, Diandra. It’d been over a year since then. “The calendulas will help soothe your scars, my lady,” one of the she-wolves serving me says, bringing me back to the p

The world around them seemed to fade into the background as they surrendered to the intensity of the moment. In the quiet sanctuary of the hidden waterfall, Chloe and Jonas explored the depths of their connection. The moonlit night became a canvas for their emotions, and the intertwining of their lives took on a romantic and mystical hue. As the night unfolded, Jonas shared stories of his werewolf pack and the ancient traditions that bound them. Chloe, in turn, opened up about her dreams and the mysterious encounters that had shaped her reality. The passion between them deepened, a merging of two worlds that defied explanation.

You'll understand this more as you read the book! In addition, I only use the term 'werewolf' in this story but they are not the traditional lore that is 'cursed' or a 'beast'. They are more of shifters, like of lycans who can control their transformations from humans to wolves or vice versa. To put it simply, they are like the 'wolves' of Twilight with special gifts so I call them werewolves in this book. Thank you and enjoy reading!

The feeling they were more than they appeared would not leave her. She picked up the romance she’d been reading. Dying Room Only—not a sexy title, but the werewolf and vampire heroes in the story were two of her favorites. Actually, the werewolf was her favorite, but she loved the ménage fantasy. Funny, how she loved stories where two sexy men fell in love with the woman. She didn’t even have one. She stared at the cover for a moment, at the wolf standing beside a woman with his amber eyes glowing, and thought of her two wolves. Yawning, she set the book aside. It had been a very long day. Dreams were about all the excitement she could handle tonight.