Werewolf True Blood Novels & Stories

The doctor nodded interestedly. “Vampire blood. What do you know about it?” The gray-haired man crinkled his brow, puzzled. “Consumption of vampire blood,” I specified. “What effect can that have on a werewolf? Alexander has been fighting vampires, as you know. I don’t believe he consumes their blood on purpose, but he does fight them with his teeth…” The doctor shifted in his chair again. I could tell it creeped him out to think about this, but he tried to keep his face neutrally professional.

He kicked his hands on the table while making a furious face. "Damon was faster than Tyler!" I muttered. "Who are these Damon and Tyler?" He rolled his eyes. "I am talking about the web series—the vampire diaries!" I laughed, and he looked at me before rolling his eyes. "Excuse me—real life is different from web series." He shrugged his shoulders. "Ok, boss, I respect your opinion!" I smiled while making him calm. "Tell me something more about the werewolves." I licked his hand, which made me almost melt into his actions.

WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU? 'Jesus Christ…if you can't be appreciative—.' He winced in pain and continued, 'At least be perceptive….' His body tensed up and there was more blood. Blood was gushing out the hole in his chest. I kept staring at it, the thick, black blood. SHIT. A werewolf's blood turns black when—. 'Silver!' I gasped and cradled Rum's face to check for signs of life, and he coughed violently, spurting more blood.

Blake secretly enjoyed William’s reaction. Unlike their adversaries, the yellow-eyed werewolves fed on the blood and flesh of animals. They eat typical things like grains, veggies, and fruits, yet there are moments when their bodies crave that type of food. Their throats become dry when they do not consume animal flesh or blood. They can’t stand it since it’s so painful, which is why they keep stock in the kitchen. Blake wouldn’t know if they were changing them every day with fresh ones because he was never assigned to the kitchen.

he revealed which surprised the human. “You mean… those from myths? How do you even know they’re real?” ‘Because I am a werewolf.’ Tyr answered in his head but immediately brush it off, afraid that Zane might hear his unspoken words again. Instead, he tore a piece of his cloth to casually wrap it around his classmate’s arm to stop the bleeding. Zane just let the other guy aid his arm as he is starting to feel the sting from the scratch. “Zeev and I moved in Tilbury to hunt rogues as they are very dangerous to humans. That’s why we are always out here during full moons because they are uncontrollable during those times,” he honestly told.

Avalea Aldrich stepped out after ordering me to get out of my bloody clothes. The man’s moods are unpredictable. One minute he's so kind, so warm, and the next minute, he’s gruff. I want to think it’s because of the beast inside him, but I know that’s not the reason. After spending merely a few hours with Aldrich, I know with an unshakable certainty that Werewolves are not the wild, dangerous monsters we’ve believed them to be.

I hit him playfully and this makes him laugh even harder "Fuck you," "How did you get out of the funk?" he wants to know what I took. That much is obvious. "His blood." He furrows his brows "Werewolf blood?" "Yes," I answer him like it is not a big deal. I don’t know if that was a mistake but I don’t have any regrets. Having a taste of Beau made me feel closer to him. There was a bonding moment between us. it was the best feeling. "Is he alright?" I nod. "Yes, he is."

Swallowing thickly, every inch of my body thrusted into an inferno. He places my index finger onto the screen, making a swiping motion to showcase the streak of blood. A white scanner slings across the screen, processing my blood. For the purpose of this screening, all werewolves blood was recorded into the system like humans. They match your blood cells against theirs, determining if there is a compatibility. “Please be red. Please be red.” I chanted desperately. Suddenly, the lava lamp bubbles change into a radiant gold. A colour I hadn’t seen before.

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.

“I do. The first time you told about him turning into a white wolf, I started looking in right after that!” “Did you find anything?” Charlotte sometimes forgets that he is the Alpha of the biggest pack in the Rysterbia for a fucking reason. “No..!” He shakes his head. “There are only three Truebloods known to the werewolf world, Charlotte. When any wolf is granted the status of the Trueblood, it is mandatory for them to inform the Werewolf council and pass a brief test to confirm that they aren’t lying. The test is designed as such to be passed only by the Truebloods. When the first and only Trueblood vanished, a lot of wolves came forward and claimed to be Trueblood. The then King, in order