Werewolf Usernames Novels & Stories

I protest, trying to make sense of it. “That was part of their ingenuity,” he explains, his voice calm but deliberate. “The Castellanos pack ensured their name wouldn’t distinguish them from anyone else. It wasn’t someone completely ordinary like ‘John’ that you could find any and everywhere, but it’s also ordinary enough to blend in, to never draw special attention. So hearing the name wouldn’t make anyone suspect they were something… special.” I let his words sink in, my thoughts a jumble. It makes sense. An example of a unique surname would be Amadeus. Dominicus is the only living werewolf right now with that name. The Amadeus wolves were the only wolves with that name.

He was going to be furious enough as it was…but if I didn’t figure a way out of this mess… SLAM. Fuck. They were back. I sighed inwardly, and called to him through the mind link… “...Gray…We have a problem….” ... I suppose the only real way to tell this story is to go back to the very beginning… My name is Marina, but everyone calls me Mari, and I am a werewolf, in the Silver Moon Pack. Before you go there, no, we don’t fight with vampires, no we don’t eat people, no we don’t only change on the full moon.., and no, to just about any other myth that you can think of.

“Or they give the men nicknames, so they avoid the mix-up.” I nodded. I’d come up with a nickname for Rocco’s wolf, then, because I was currently much more attached to the wolf than to the deliciously-hot skyscraper of a man. What should I call the wolf, though? Fuzzy? Softy? Something told me the wolf would roll his eyes at those name suggestions. I’d keep thinking about it. I tried to come up with all of the werewolf words I knew. Mate… growl… snarl… bite… snap… alpha…

Samuel’s voice expressed a mixture of excitement and dread as he strode into the room and announced, “Word has it that an original werewolf has joined with Marcus.” Rowan rested the papers he’d been studying and asked, “Is the source reliable?” Samuel nodded. “I know of only a few originals, both vampire and werewolf in existence today,” Rowan mused. “Did you get a name?” The younger vampire scowled in thought. “I cannot be certain, but I believe the name is Toba or Tova,” he grumbled with a shake of his head. “The name escapes me.”

For now, she’d have to be the werewolf’s assistant. The End!

I just wouldn’t know as everyone is under usernames so what her username is I don’t know. My username is White.Wolf_Knight. Seems quite fitting for me really if you think about it. How protective I get when it comes to my friends, my family, my teammates, and how protective I seem to get when it comes to Savannah. Speaking of Savannah, I seem to become all alpha male when she’s in the picture, it’s like I’m claiming her. But I am willing to jump in and save her at any moment when she needs it. Looking at who is online right now I see a few names that catch my eye. Shocker2U, bubbly_snowflake, MeetMeInBerkeley, fantastic.shoppingaddic, Moonlit.Warrior, Green_Autumn, and Fairytale_Dream.

I asked. “Yeah. 12 000.” Jackson says. “And I was told 36 000 humans.” I say. “This is out of control already.” He says. We had people doing research all day that day until we finally came up with a name that seemed to come up a lot. A name of a vampire that we suspected might be in charge. And I stared at the name. "What is it?" Jackson asked. "Carter Wilson." I say. "He's a werewolf." Jackson says.

“Would you like me to introduce myself?” “That’s better. You described yourself as Nick’s best friend.” I nodded “And I can fill Jeremy’s shoes if you want.” “Why are you being so annoying.” I looked the other way, my cheeks heating up because of this weird guy. He just laughed, stopped chewing. “My name is Tyler Watson. You can call me Tyler.” “Are you a singer? Your name sounds like a talented Artist.” “Yes, I am an artist.” “Interesting. I’ve honestly never heard of a werewolf who’s as artistic as you, Tyler.”

Said the person, smiling sweetly. Damontry stared at him with open eyes at her wrestler before slapping her face. The person looked at her strangely. A "What are you doing? You're fine!". Damontry shook her head in denial. "Don't worry, let me guess, you're a wizard!" " No ". The person smiled. "A soul sucker!" "And not either." :" spirit !!". He shook his head in denial. "So a werewolf?" The person made a vomiting sound before shouting. " of course not !".