Werewolf Transformation Novels & Stories

“Werewolves (Lycanthropes): Shapeshifters capable of human-wolf transformation. Common traits: Enhanced strength, heightened senses, territorial behavior, pack hierarchy. Transformation triggers: Full moon (myth), emotional stress (documented), physical contact with mate (rare).” I stop breathing when I read that last part, physical contact with mate, and I scroll down quickly, looking for more information, and there’s a whole section about them. “Mate?” I whisper to myself, and the word feels wrong in my mouth and no, absolutely not, there’s no way I’m anyone’s mate, especially not Mr Blackwood’s because that would be a joke of the highest order.

Before he could, I threw the bottle of wolf's bane into his face. Bazaar quickly motioned from me and his eyes began to shift. He covered his face trying to hide his true identity. "He's a werewolf!" a female screamed. Everyone was now seeing what he truly his. "The witch turned him into one," the female again screamed. I was appalled at her remark. "Do you see what she has done? Bazaar tried to fight the wolf's bane effect on his body. Unlike Kate, his body was strong enough to fight back. The wolf's bane was not enough to kill him.

I replied. “That is true but as a result of what happened earlier, I was able to transform at the tender age of seven years.” She replied with a smile. “So even though what they did was absolutely horrible, I see the fact that the experience made it possible for me to transform into a werewolf far earlier than my peers as an absolute win.” She replied. I couldn't believe what I was hearing since despite how powerful I am, I was only able to transform at will into my wolf form at the age of eleven which is four years later than she. “Are you sure what you transformed into was a wolf?” I asked with narrowed eyes.

“You’re only here to save your werewolf. You know that he’s never going to love you, right?” Winter cried out in pain. Roman let out a growl that rattled through the old house. His face contorted and it was no longer his face. But a wolfs snout, then his claws, then---then it was no longer Roman standing there. But a wolf. And the wolf lunged at Merrick. Merrick’s magic must have stopped because Winter fell to the ground with a loud slam! Nora rushed to her cousin’s side. “Glinda!” Nora called to the other witch. “Help me!”

"Just a little longer!" As the pain intensified, I felt my bones cracking and shifting, my skin tearing and reforming. I let out a guttural howl as I transformed into my werewolf form. My fur was thick and white with a silver tint, and my eyes glowed with an otherworldly light.

She nodded to me, she was momentarily stunned that she was exactly rubbing her neck. "Come here, lay on my lap," I said to her and she smiled at what I said and that is what she did as she listened to me. "First is shape shifting. Werewolves transform into a wolf-like creature only under a full moon. Werewolves no longer change under a full moon, but under half moons. It is presumably due to the upcoming arrival of Eve. Transformation patterns appeared to have shifted back to full moon only. Pureblood werewolves can shift at will, however, they somewhat lose control whenever they feed on human hearts. "

“Complicated.” I offered him a small smile. “Very.” “How is it done? Do you have to bite them, as the lore states?” This was the question I’d been dreading, and therefore it took me much longer to respond. “No.” He waited patiently for me to continue. When I knew he wasn’t going to let up, I gave in again. “The Change is performed through an injection. Human blood has to fuse with werewolf blood in order for the process to be successful.”

He had pulled Akari sweet body up close to his, and Nikolai wanted to gut the man. “Niko, you’re growling,” Beatrice said in alarm, and Nikolai made an effort to stop and force his beast back down. If Akari reviled him as the Bloody Prince, he certainly wouldn’t like his wolf. Werewolves transformed to their Wolves only at the full moon, unless severely angered or threatened. Then they could transform at will, but they used that ability as a last resort. There had been reports in battle of badly outnumbered werewolf units shifting to their wolves and destroying their enemies on the field, leaving nothing living in their wake.

He screamed some more as he fell on all fours. His limbs began to take the shape of a dogs and his skull began to stretch. "Aahhhhhhhh wwwoooooooh!" His voice completely changed as the transformation was completed. Jason almost fainted from the pain but his resolved held him back, it was strange, his whole body was different, he couldn't stand or speak English, he was a wolf now. He turned to his Clara in her huntress uniform looking at him pitifully with her katana... "I'll give you a headstart" she said.

her father was surprised with the question, why was she asking this now, he looked at her, he wanted to ask her whether Zach had not told her all about it, but her remembered that Zach was a sore spot of his daughter, she had finally regained some of her vigor he did not want to throw her back into the abyss of grieving, so he said “well transforming into a werewolf is very easy, it is like moving your hands and leg, once you get used to it, but the first time is very hard, most werewolf as soon as they turn 16 could transform when something triggers them” He then continued saying “it depends on the person, but most people if something emotional happens to them they would subconsciously trig