Werewolves Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He’s not using his power meaningful! How could he play dirty right after burning the university?! Just when I am about to reach the high window to break out, I heard a loud noise coming from the door, like some chain is being unlocked. My heart race, this is him. I stood in the middle not wearing any expression. The door had finally opened up, the first thing I saw are two gray furry animals; werewolves, I gulp. But I didn’t let it faze me. They walk circulating me while greeting their teeth in hunger.

He had already broken the rule when he imprinted his claim in the time of her innocence. Werewolves must never claim a human mate without their consent but he did contrarily. He imprinted Narrah when she was four. It was his first shift and he has no control over Xavier. He acted on impulse, letting himself be drowned to the irresistible pull when his eyes laid upon the beautiful eyes of the human girl.

The wolf lowered its head, licking Katy's smooth neck with its long thorny tongue. She tilted her head to the side for the wolf to enjoy. Her heart beats very fast. She is not someone professionally trained to handle the “wake up” period province" of the werewolf. She had never had sex before. Terrible when he was first faced with his full wolf transformation werewolves.

“The guy I met last weekend — umm, what's his name again? Barry or maybe Larry, shit I can’t remember his name, but he just didn't do it for me—Maybe I just need to meet the right guy.” AWOOOO! A loud howl ripped through the silent night, startling the girls. The werewolf was pissed, how dare this Barry or Larry touched her. How dare he sampled what rightfully belonged to him. He told himself if he ever got his paws on this filthy guy, his head would roll, literally. It howled again, louder this time. “What the hell was that?” Katherine asked as she grabbed onto her friend.

The moon cast its ethereal glow upon me, illuminating the surroundings with an otherworldly radiance. Eager to join the pack, I rushed outside, feeling the cool night air brush against my fur. The forest embraced me, its familiar scents of earth and pine infusing my senses. The rhythmic pounding of my paws against the damp ground echoed in harmony with the symphony of nature. As I approached the gathering of my fellow werewolves, their forms stood out amidst the shadows, their eyes gleaming with a fiery determination. Kaga Wolfrick's commanding presence enveloped us as he projected his thoughts into our minds through the power of telekinesis. His voice resonated with unwavering determination

As they hit the edge of the woods, Tess glanced back – Liam was fighting Cath, Ryder watching with eerie intensity. And then, the woods exploded in a howl. The sound sent shivers down Tess's spine, like the earth itself was screaming. She stumbled, Fred catching her, as Ethan's fingers flew across his guitar strings a wild, pulsing beat that seemed to match the chaos. The howl cut through the night, and for a moment, everything froze. Cath's wolves paused, their eyes flashing with confusion. Ryder, still in wolf form, turned to stare at Tess, his gaze piercing.Liam burst through the trees, his eyes glowing with a fierce light. He was a wolf now, massive and dark, moving with deadly speed. He

the wolf rumbled. "Wait, for real?" "Yes, quickly!" Elea climbed onto the massive wolf's back, burying her hands in his thick fur. "Hug me tight. I'm going to run, and I'm not responsible if you fall off," he warned. As they took off, Drex became a blur of power, slicing through the wind and leaping over obstacles with ease. He wasn't just a wolf; he was a Lycan, a magnificent creature of legend. Elea squeezed her eyes shut, clinging to him as they soared through the night.

I hoped that my eyes were playing a serious prank on me I turned backwards and there was no longer a dog, but a man, I tripped and fell to the ground, while he stood just at my foot, and stared deeply into my eyes I stared back at him, with a shaky body Fear was painted all over my face, when I realized that, he had same grey eyes as the dog, Oh no! He is the wolf! No, it can't be…werewolves aren't real' I said to myself 'They're Fictional, they aren't real'

But then, with a sudden growl, she charged at them, her claws extended. The pack members leapt into action, each one fighting to protect their own. Emilia and Oliver fought side by side, their movements fluid and coordinated. They were a formidable team, their love and trust in each other giving them strength. Finally, with a final blow, the werewolf was defeated. She lay on the ground, her eyes slowly fading back to their normal color. The young werewolf rushed to her side, tears streaming down his face. Emilia and Oliver approached, their hearts heavy with sorrow. They knew what had to be done. Together, they performed the final rites, laying the young werewolf's sister to rest.

Some didn't, so I needed to sound as human as possible while I was talking to them. Every wolf was in a rage, so it was a hard time to keep control for everyone. Sometimes, it could happen that we use a very unnaturally loud voice. That sounded more like a howl. Everyone here missed Ellen, which was clear on their faces. The sadness came through the excitement of the search. Since we were with ten wolves, I hoped we could pick up her scent. Everyone was done unpacking, and we could start. I gave them all a letter. The wolves stayed apart from the humans for their safety. You never know that a wolf lost control over a human. Werewolves also had strict rules not to change in front of humans.