Werewolf Wizards Of Waverly Place Novels & Stories

The remaining five Werewolves stopped and stared in mesmerized awe, wondering what was happening to their comrades. Adrian released the spell after five torturous seconds, and the four sodden Werewolves dropped to the ground, lifeless, their thick fur soaked, their mouths agape. With a unified, raging snarl, all remaining five Werewolves attacked Adrian. He sent them stumbling back with a wave of water, but one managed to scale the wall and land on top of him, growling directly in his face. “Adrian!” Zeda screamed in horror. She knew that without the ability to use his powers while being pinned, her tutor was vulnerable. Unlike the naturally durable Vampires and Werewolves, Adrian, a mage, c

“Run, Heather. Now!” I didn’t waste another second. Shifting into my wolf form, I tore through the forest toward the shrine. Peering through the cracked windows, I saw them—necromancers and wizards, just like in the dungeons. And worse, several pack members were tied up, hostages to Raven’s twisted plans. “Please, save us!” one of them cried out, their voice trembling with fear. “Shut up!” a wizard snapped, raising a hand to silence them. “No one’s coming to save you!”

I coughed and vomited, feeling my head swell instantly with a massive headache. With a sharp hiss, Lazarus said, "They're going sugar crazy!" He did the same for Duran and Valko. The two werewolves collapsed onto the ground, clutching their heads and groaning. "Velma, come here now!" Miranda demanded. "You need to throw this crap up." But Velma gnashed and clawed at her, fulling her jaws with more treats. "It's pointless," a smooth female voice came from behind us. “She has become addicted to the enchanted sugar.”

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

WHAT! I stepped back until my back collided with a window. Jacob jumped on Bryant, making him fall to the ground before digging his nails into his skin. Bryant and Jacob were fighting with each other, growling and screaming. My mind became blank; I don't understand anything, even though a vampire and a wolf are standing in front of me. Jacob is a wolf. A fucking werewolf? Why didn’t I notice that? My mind began to spin when Bryant and Jacob touched me; we fell out through the window.

Avery likes to talk about her ‘big, burly wolf-man’. Avery and Amir were able to pinpoint the exact location of the castle where Laris Bevan was living and Xander sent a couple of his werewolves to check the place out. They hadn’t been able to get close, but they could feel the magic in the air, so they knew it was the right place.

Until now, he couldn't even move a single finger. He raised his sad eyes, looking at the moonlight outside the window. Suddenly, Adam's body shook violently. Today is another full moon night. His body is extremely sensitive to moonlight. If it was a normal time, the people in the village would absolutely not let him see the moonlight so easily. But a few days ago, he heard someone talking in the village. They say that the witches have come to the village. They are werewolf hunters, extremely skilled hunters. Of course, for Adam, this must have been a nightmare.

Thus, what could be expected of the common Werewolves who were also still deeply affected as though they were drugged with an extremely potent poison. But as he turned to look at Leon, the half-blood did not seem to be affected by the scent like the rest of them were? Zolan nodded at David to keep their comrades in check until the scent was completely gone before he approached Leon. "All of you, leave this place, now. It's an order from His Highness." Zolan said. The Werewolf hesitated but when the air was finally clear from that sweet but deadly scent, their eyes calmed down. And when they realized that they were before a half-blood, they flinched, and left the area without question.

" He took her order then loped out the front door to his car. As she watched him she was struck again by the animal grace of his lean body, the sleek pelt of hair on his head, the easy way he moved. Wolf! Man! I am certifiably insane. Everyone knows there are no such things as werewolves. Shifters. They're just legends and myths. But after last night and this morning, and with Halloween casting its paranormal air over everything, it was hard to dismiss her thoughts out of hand.

) He wonders to himself however. 'Boom!' a large explosion goes off sending tree chunks at him. "Wwwwwwwaaaaaarrr!" The wolf cries out as it evades the chunks swiftly. "Haaaaaaaaa, you won't make this easy for me will you.... Huh Jason?" A girl's voice came from behind the destroyed tree. (Clara!) He yelled in his mind his fangs showing hostility towards his childhood friend. The red haired girl stepped up and watched as the wolf ran away again "Even as a werewolf you're still weird" a vein appearing on her forehead as she began the chase again.