Werewolf True Blood Novels & Stories

Caleb chuckled while shaking his head. "Focus, Blaze," Caleb said. He heard Blaze sigh. It was the same issues and problems all over again. Rogues and hunters but this time, they are getting closer to the Blue Moon pack. Last night, a werewolf was found dead on the border of Collins' pack. It was said that the hunter killed the werewolf. Blaze and his warriors went to Collins' pack to see the dead body and plan an immediate response to what's happening.

Mom, Dad she called out slowly to them moving close in their direction. By the time she found them they had already transformed into werewolves it's wasn't easy, controlling them as wolves, to make them go under the basement, she tried all she could but failed then she said to them, "I don't care how aggressive you are towards me, you know you can't hurt me because I am also a young wolf, just like you are a werewolf from one pack, I can control you, as been a young she-wolf, I will do anything to make sure you don't cause any harm to others."

Travis shouted at him. "Lies?! No... it's the true." The vaewerewolf said, and locks his eyes with an image drawn in his life breast. "Yes! Look at want i am looking for." The vaewerewolf said, and turn around while still holding Travis. "Look over here!" Travis shouted and points at the image. "What are we looking at?" Carlos ask him. "...this is an image of the vampires and werewolves working together and slaughtering my kind because they were lie to by this man over here." The vaewerewolf revealed.

I gritted my teeth and decided that it would be wise to just lie down and use my words to reply instead. ''Your wolf's eye colour is blue, am I right?'' He asked and I nodded forgetting that any minor movement caused my headache to intensified and that I had decide to use my words to reply. ''My king, it would be wise to cease in using your head to reply.'' He suggested with his eyebrow cocked. ''Yeah.'' I whispered in agreement. "You can tell True Bloods by their eye colour that ranges from violet to purple. I assume you are already aware of." He said with his eyebrow cocked.

“Kill you.” I can only sculpt. My hand squeezes the sheets under me. My lips and voice both trembled. “Then why am I still here?” Hugo pulled his body back, making me take a deep breath of relief. “That was before I knew who you were, Barbara,” he said slowly. “However, some time ago, I decided that having additional strength from a possessor of holy blood must have been interesting.” I want to know how to use my identity as a wolvire to beat up this man in front of me. Sadly, I still do not know.

A slow, skeptical grin spread across her face. ‎​“Ruby, honey, you’ve been under a lot of stress. I know you’re trying to rationalize this whole weird situation, but werewolves? Seriously? That’s an insult to your intelligence, even if you are trying to convince me to sneak out with you.” ‎​“I’m not trying to convince you of anything,” Ruby insisted, fighting down her frustration. “It’s the truth! I have seen them shift, Whit! They have super strength, they heal instantly, and they live in packs! The respect you saw them giving Ethan? He’s their Alpha.”

She had felt it now—the predator that lived under the expensive suits and careful manners. "I am Lord Erin Marrock," I said formally. "Second son of the werewolf royal family. Brother to the King. And apparently, father to the most powerful young werewolf born in generations." She sank onto my couch like her legs would not hold her anymore. "The Executioner." So she had heard the stories. Good. "Among other titles, yes." "Oh god." She buried her face in her hands. "What have I gotten myself into?" "You got yourself into this the night you decided to seduce a stranger in at an event"

She was making it pretty damn difficult for him to keep his cool. “Not exactly. Have you seen the news today?” He asked her, and she shook his her head. Whipping out his phone and searching for the headlines, he showed it to her. Her brows furrowed as her eyes skimmed through the article, and saw the censored picture of the dead man. “So someone’s dead? Is it something serious?” She asked, not knowing what he expected her to feel. “He was a werewolf, Anna,” William bit out. “And whoever killed him was a Hunter, no doubt.”

It's their substitute for fresh human blood. "I do apologize for that but not what I did to your wife. It's the best thing in my life." Something suddenly started to change in the way he spoke. Morbius noticed that he was getting tipsy. "You're a whore." He pointed out what kind of wolf shifter Lupo was. 'Was he getting drunk?' "Yes, my love. He can't tolerate the blood wine that he insisted on sharing with me." He replied to the sudden comment of his beloved Natasha who was not far from their table.

I tell them as bring Ash onto my lap. "Myself, Chris and also Nate here are known as Lycans, Ash here is a werewolf shifter, and is pretty much the last of her kind." I say as Kim and Toni both look at me with wide eyes. "So, it's true then." We hear Paul say as he walks over to me and Ash and puts the back of his hand to her fourhead. A low growl slips mast my lips as another male is touching my mate. "What the hell are you talking about?" Kim shouts with tears in her eyes.