روايات وقصص ضمن Werewolf: The Apocalypse Books

So far I had five books which were classics that I knew would peak my interest such as Little Women, A Tale Of Two Cities, Wuthering Heights and others. All of these books were about humans and I admired the wide selection of books that this room had. I tried to find one that was all about werewolves like the library back at my pack had, but I found only one that was labelled 'In The Beginning' and it was written by none other than the eldest werewolf alive who was Gareth Coleman. In the synopsis, it stated his life as an old werewolf dated back to the time when werewolves were discovered and ended when werewolves were thought to be just myths.

From there, the tyranny that is Blackclaw began. So if the clan borders the dark forest world on one side, it borders the human world on the other. That’s where we get our technology and money and torture devices from. Monsters on both sides of you will. Worst of all, the werewolf council will never be able to find this place, never be able to put a stop to it. Lorez not only has his his clan, he has blackmail on every meme we of the council. No man is a good man. To be honest, no one is a good anything. I’ve learned not to trust. My father failed to protect me and everyone wants me dead. My wolf and I will only ever trust ourselves. Slinging my legs out of bed and turning the alarm off, I w

The Sivercrest pack helped by members of the Whitefang pack was gaining ground on them killing more and more of their warriors. The war had already gone on for over twenty-four hours and they were all exhausted from the fighting. More wolves soon launch at them and they each take on as much as they can. These wolves looked different and savage with big red eyes and smelled horrible... one of the wolves moves forward growling menacingly at him, he launches for his already bleeding shoulder and tries to bite out a chunk from it which he dodges him and the wolf tumbles to the ground with a big fall, he looked very upset now as he was snarling ferociously at him and with a totally unnoticeable m

I admired some of the old classics and new books as my eyes wandered over every title. I had gathered a stack of books in my hand, picking ones I wanted to read and taking them out. So far, I had five books that I found would pique my interest such as Alice in Wonderland, Pride and Prejudice and the Maze Runner. All of these books were human and I admired the wide selection of books that this room had. I tried to find one that was all about werewolves like the library back at my pack had and only seemed to find one that was labelled 'As Old As Time Will Tell' written by none other than one of the eldest werewolf alive which was 'Herbert Vanderlin'. In the blurb, it states his life as an old

It was so big that I had to spend two whole days in it. With the library's search system, I found all the books about the Werewolves of Chaos by keyword and chronology. Once I had gathered them, I wasted no time delving into the information. But they all pretty much said the same thing as the excerpts from Alpha Austin's diary. Just when I thought I might not find anything, a recent book that seemed new caught my attention.

It was the first time, in all my years in the werewolf world, that I completely broke. But the Witch's eyes held nothing but helplessness. She gently pried my hands away and led me into a small, dim room. In the center sat a grimoire. Its pages recorded the coming fall of my pack. "I can't help you." The light in my eyes died. "Why?" "Even if I save you now, the next crisis will be worse. More death. More destruction. This isn't fate — it's a curse." I didn't understand. We had won. We had beaten fate. Why was this happening?

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

She could feel the same connection she felt with Callan buzzing inside of her. Callan looked deep in thought as he stared into the distance. He was glad that they had finally found their mate. But he wished it would have been at a better time. They were currently at war with the rogues. Rogues are werewolves who were kicked out of packs and lost their human side making them grow feral. the second most vicious pack in the world, the dark moon pack being the first. They were also being constantly attacked by vampires. The Drengr coven. The coven of vampires. They were known to be the most ruthless vampire coven in the east coast of Romania.

Because of the roaring of the lion, the cheering of the audience drowned out the roaring savages. The werewolf was approaching, but Darwin spotted it and prepared his weapon just in time. Even though it had turned, the spear did not miss and stabbed its chest, killing it instantly. The horrific screech emitted from the werewolf, and it collapsed to the ground, sending Darwin's spear flying. Then, he darted to the next werewolf and attacked. His spear landed in the target's heart the moment his jump's rotation killed the other beast and he plummeted to the ground.

Clyde sighed, “There was a time they became quite active, but then they laid low after we got wind of it. In recent years, we’ve had a few incidents of attacks from their group. Nothing too major, unlike before. Jared’s father, Alpha of Blood Moon Pack at the time, was killed in an attack. It was one of the most serious incidents. We kept an eye out since then.” “It’s really Lycans? Most would think our greatest enemy are vampires.” Sab voiced out the general idea among werewolves. They rarely interact with vampires. They have this prejudice against them and the feeling was mutual. “Alice is a hybrid, no? In your veins run the blood of both werewolves and vampires.” Luna addressed this to th