Werewolf Valentine Novels & Stories

I can now proceed with my plans and scheme to make Debra fall in love with me. Soon we will be in a city. I m sure Debra will not let me out of her sight as she is completely new to the human world. This is the best time to get my plan into action. Debra was busy crying in my arms and I was busy in thoughts to destroy her and her kind. A Vampire can never fall in love with a werewolf Debra. You may love me as a human but you will never get my part of love. I will entirely break you down and your family and get you all on my knee. You guys were too naive to compete with us.

To have a wolf fully assert itself like this and take over one’s body…it was unheard of. Valen – Blaze – chuckled. “Very good, Mira,” he said. He took a step towards me, reaching out and caressing his fingers gently down my cheek. I flinched, but he didn’t seem to mind; in fact, it seemed to make his smirk grow. “Valen is the one who doesn’t want you,” he murmured, “and what a fool he is for that.” He reached down and grabbed my hand, gently bringing it to his lips.

He introduced himself, "I'm Ronald Weeks, lady. Twenty-three years old, and I've just graduated from college. Oh, here's a gift for you." He took out a pot of mint, apparently from out of nowhere. The smell sobered me up, and I was half-amused. "It is Valentine's Day today. And you gave me this?" "Yes. I bought this for you," said Ronald earnestly. "Why?" "You're a beautiful woman, and yet you still came to this place on Valentine's Day. I'm sure you know that this place can give you something better than a relationship." No arguments against that. I grabbed Ronald's hand and asked him to drink with me. When I sobered up once more, it was already the next day. I found myself in an unfamiliar

They braced themselves, their bodies poised for battle, as a massive werewolf burst through the foliage. The creature towered over them, its fur bristled and eyes glimmering with a wild, feral intensity. It snarled, revealing sharp fangs and claws, emanating a primal threat. This was no ordinary werewolf; it was a formidable adversary, driven by a dark desire for the Heartstone. Luna and Amelia exchanged a glance, communicating their strategy wordlessly. With their bond bolstered by the power of the Heartstone and their love, they charged forward, their weapons gleaming in the moonlight.

He chose this punishment for himself because of the death of Eta Wolf Sezutte. Alpha Altan and Luna Esen had their wedding today in the Gravefur Pack. Today's special night will be remembered as Howling Valentine, because on this night, the goddess of the moon and the god of werewolves were married. Therefore, in the werewolf community, marriages are held on the same night. The ceremony was held under the light of the full moon, with the pack members gathered around to witness the union of their Alpha and Luna. The couple exchanged vows, promising to love and protect each other till eternity.

Upon our presence, she rose and walked forward to the cell bars at the front. However, I spent the early morning hours with her, yet the mate bond pressed for me to hold her close again. Love was overflowing from my pores. “Heron,” she greeted me first with a faint smile. Then her eyes shifted in wonder at her two strange visitors. Valen was 6’8’ with well-defined muscles and biceps bulging from the sleeves of his tight-fitted t-shirt, and tattoos on both his lower arms. “Hi Baby.” My lips thinned. She gave me her focus again. “This is Crown Prince Valen Wolverson, our soon-to-be werewolf King and his Beta, Devin Smithson.”

DEVIN Valentine. A feisty creature she was. It was cruel for the goddess to give something so precious to me. In truth, my wolf believed it was only previous because it was unattainable. That alone seemed to excite it. I had found out two years ago. I was at the ripe age of twenty-two and seething with unbridled rage to avenge my parent. Valentine's parent had played their parts to make sure the late rulers of the Crow never returned and it was only fair to do the same. My brother and I were not aware they had a daughter. I doubted anyone knew excluding those closest to them. Valentine had been the Monarch pack's well-kept secret. I had blood on my hands when I stumbled upon her. Her parent'

Valentine turned my baby into a monster, rabid than rogues. “Stop! Stop!” I screamed but nobody was able to heard me, its like I was watching a movie. But before I could even move, the lyian burried his claws inside Vlad’s chest and tore his heart out. He threw his lifeless wolf buddy like a rug and watch his heart beating in his hand and eat it without remorse. Another screamed escaped my mouth as I only watch the lyian and the rogues attacked everyone while Valentine laughing like he was watching a comedy movie.

Sebastian said, leaning back into his seat. “Her?” Alpha Kelvin asked, raising an eyebrow. Sebastian nodded, his eyes cold. “Yes, you all must have heard about Valen's new Mate, it's not a news that he has been mated to a werewolf” Alpha Kelvin spilled the drink in his mouth in shock. “Wait a moment, Lord Valen is mated to a werewolf? Wow, that's a surprise, I have never heard of it, but hold on… I heard he captured a werewolf healer, don't tell me…”

“This was found on her bed.” Max took it and scanned the contents, his face growing darker with every word. “What is it?” I whispered. Max’s hands crumpled the paper before he answered. “It’s a message.” “From who?” Leon exchanged a glance with Max before speaking. “From someone who calls themselves The True Alpha” The words sent a chill down my spine. “They claim they’re reclaiming what was lost… and that Valerie is the key to reclaiming their kingdom.” I staggered back, my breath catching in my throat. “Me? Why me? I was a human, what did I have to do with this, with werewolves. I didn't even know they existed until a few weeks ago!”