Werewolf Vampire Movies Novels & Stories

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.

That's probably how a mother always reacts to her daughter. "Let's take a seat, Dad," I said, sitting in front of them and trying to absorb them. They are now 100 years old, yet they still appear young. I suppose that's how werewolves are, immortal like vampires and other living things. "So, what's the deal with the unexpected visit, Dad?" I inquired.

A bruise was already blooming along her cheekbone where Lira’s fist had grazed her. He took her injured arm in careful hands. “Hold still.” He leaned in and, without warning, licked the wounds. Elara gasped. The contact was warm, wet, strangely intimate. She felt the faint rasp of his tongue, then something else, warmth spreading, tingling, numbing the worst of the pain. “What are you...” “Werewolf saliva,” he murmured against her skin. “Heals faster than anything human. Especially for mates.” He continued, slow, deliberate strokes of his tongue along each cut. The bleeding slowed. The edges began to knit together before her eyes.

I am tempted to push him away but I couldn't get my arms to move since I feel like a pile of mush instead of an actual she-wolf being. Timidly, I glance down at him. His blue eyes looked a shade darker than normal. The pupils were completely dilated and he watches me like a predator watching its next meal. “Werewolves, especially Alpha, like most dominant predators, crave the sight and taste of blood. They easily enter blood lust. And when mating, many couples tend to hurt each other and use their blood to reach a new orgasmic high,” Keeran explained. “What are you? Vampire?” I rolled my eyes.

This strength also makes them incredibly resilient, allowing them to endure powerful attacks and continue fighting even when injured. Despite their formidable abilities, Lupus vampires do have weaknesses that can be exploited. They are vulnerable to silver, which can cause them significant harm, and can be weakened by exposure to sunlight. They also require regular feeding of werewolf blood to maintain their strength and abilities, which can make them predictable and easier to track.

She slashes the werewolf's face, leaving three wounds on his cheek. Vampires have always been vile creatures, feeding on human blood for their survival. Some use their strength to kill others, some to take advantage of the weak. Their only weakness is sunlight, and they take pleasure in seeing bloodshed. They were the cause of that battle sixteen years ago and because of that battle, werewolves in this world expected their numbers to deteriorate. This is what Chris has always been told. But of course, he rarely visits the supernatural council meetings. He only ever goes to the Alpha gatherings at the werewolf castle—one of the remnants of Nycthopia.

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

I looked at each of them slowly. “What if I told you there was another way?” The youngest blinked. “What way?” “Leave.” They stared at me like I’d just suggested flying. “You’re joking,” one of the others said. “I’m not.” I leaned forward slightly. “Join us.” The tallest wolf narrowed his eyes. “Us?” “We have wolves,” I said. “And vampires.” That got their full attention. “Vampires?” the seventeen-year-old blurted. “You’re fighting with vampires?”

You knew what it meant for us, the Vampires. Trust me I m gonna make your daughter suffer as you made us. I will kill her myself and you will watch me killing her with your own eyes. So, I don't think I should wait further. I heard werewolves can sense and smell the Vampires from the miles. Thanks to witches, it wasn't easy convincing them but ya nothing is possible in this World. Lilith's too clever to handle those tiny hindrances. She made deal with them at last. My mom is the best. Lilith is the best. And of course, I can stay in the sun for at least 6 hours.

Her body is more lean and thin, but I wouldn’t underestimate her. Not only was the dinner situation unexpected, but my wolf paced restlessly in my mind. Alora, my beautiful reddish-brown furred wolf, mumbled under her breath constantly. She mentioned mates but then acted confused and said they weren’t mates. I definitely felt a pull to both of the strangers, but it was weak. I agree with Alora’s confusion. The guy was a vampire and the woman smelled like a human yet not, code for witch in my senses. There is no way I could been mated to either one of them, never mind both!