Werewolf Ya Books Novels & Stories

Did I read the wrong books that Werewolves get overexcited at the full moon night? No…No… I read the correct books. I believe my father, knows well about the werewolves. His book was not an imaginary story, it was a fact. Maybe Debra’s shy wolf. She may not want to turn into her wolf as she hated her kind. Let us say this was the reason. I snapped to my wristwatch, almost 9, time to hop at work. As a talented fashion designing graduate, I had built my identity in Amber City. I had established my own Fashion Company in the town, ‘KW Company of Fashion and Designing’.

Consume. The first scream came before he even realized he had moved. A servant ran past, wide-eyed, screaming. Alvar swiped without thinking, claws raking the man’s chest, shredding the fabric of his uniform, tearing flesh, leaving blood dripping in streams. The wolf roared in triumph, urgent, wild, hungry. ‘Yes. Yes. Yes. Taste the fear. Smell the blood. Feel the power. Let me out.’

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“Thea just pushed up my plans a little.” “That should never have happened to you,” I replied, walking towards her. I wish I could make her believe me. But in truth, I knew there was nothing I could do. There was no way I could rewind time and make sure she never experienced this. Wishing I could protect her... “We’re werewolves,” she scoffed sarcastically. “Point me to ONE pack that actually stands together to protect a wolf-less werewolf?” I couldn’t!

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.

“It’s not terrible if it’s true.” Despite myself, I can’t help but laugh. Luca has this way of pulling you out of whatever pit you’ve fallen into, like his entire existence is just to stir the pot and see what comes out the other side. But I swear, every time I laugh, I feel Elijah’s gaze sharpen from across the room. He’s trying to focus on Valerie, but I can tell he’s listening. And that’s when Luca takes it a step further. “So,” Luca drawls, his voice just loud enough for Elijah to hear, “what do you call a werewolf that’s also a librarian?”

Hi there, beautiful readers, I'm excited to finally come to the end of this novel. This is actually my very first werewolf book and I feel happy about concluding it today. I hope that I didn't disappoint y'all. Thank you for this journey. I really appreciate. Ethan and Theadora appreciate you too!. I hope you read more of my books from this platform some of my books are; EMPRESS KIMBERLY: His Chosen Bride (Completed) Cassandra. The Midnight Maiden (on hiatus)

but there's another identity for me which no one knows except me. I write novels under the pen name 'phoenix' My novels are about werewolves attacking humans. Since I don't like werewolves I started writing about them in a bad way to vent out my anger on them. Recently, I've been working on a book named, 'Desire for thirst' in which werewolves attack their prey when they are in rut. My work in this genre has been gaining more exposure because I've made it very clear that I don't like werewolves. I believe people can read this as a novel but in reality the author just wants to expose their readers to the monsters they see in other worlds.

Ruth ended the call and left Alex and Lee with an astounded expression. “Oh God.” Their minds were about to melt down. Werewolves, vampires, witches—were all real. Alex was reminded of a book he read at Books and Artifact where he works. “Lee, I found a book at Books and Artifact that was about supernatural creatures. I think the name of the book was, um, Wars, Wood Battles, um, I can’t remember.” “You mean The Wood War by Kayla Nicky Chadson?” Ha! The boy jolted in shock as he heard the voice of Abigail behind them. They stared at each other, confused about what to say.

He found it hilarious that I was into werewolf romance novels. “So you have a thing for hot werewolf alphas?” He chuckled. “You know some of those stories are stupid, don’t you? Especially that one. What’s it called? Yeah, The Alpha’s Destiny. Werewolves don’t have powers nor do they live until they’re ten thousand. That author must be on some crack.” He shook his head. “Well, it’s better than the zombie comics you have stashed under your bed,” I retorted. “If you don’t stop making fun of my reading materials, I will show Valko your nerd stash,” I warned.