Werewolves Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She changed the name into a unitary and combination of the last two letters of Vampire and Werewolf. Everyone now lived in Kingdom Relf and the old,ancient law was abolished. A vampire can now get mated to a werewolf and vice versa. Nicolina watched how everyone dined and wined together under the moonlight.Their laughters serving as sweet music. She smiled and wished her parent could be a part of this wonderful moment.And Blake. She wiped her tears as she reminded herself that it was not a time to cry. Mateo came from behind. "I wish I can destroy everything and everyone here" his voice hoarse.

I hesitated to tell her more, but it would be better if I got it all out. “Hope, there’s more,” I said. She immediately looked wary. “I know I said I was ready for your secrets, but I’m not sure I really am,” she confessed. “This one is a good one,” I said with a smile, praying that she would see it that way. She looked at me expectantly. “Werewolves get their wolf at eighteen. After that, their wolf is always looking for their mate. We mate with just one wolf, someone that the moon goddess picked for us. It’s called fated mates.”

Weariness seeped into my bones, but I refused to yield, my love for Eva fueling my every step. Summoning my inner strength, I called upon the beast that lay dormant within me. My body began to shift, muscles bulging and contorting as my senses heightened. With newfound speed and agility, I devoured the distance, my feet barely touching the ground as I raced towards the mansion. Finally, I arrived, my eyes scanning the perimeter, searching for any sign of Eva. By the martial side, Erica and Olivia stood conversing, their voices hushed and secretive. My sudden appearance startled them, their eyes wide with surprise as they took in the sight of me, a werewolf in all his terrifying glory.

The tension in the air thickened, the very essence of the forest pulsating with opposing energies. As we approached a clearing, the atmosphere shifted once again. A low growl, unmistakably lupine, reverberated from the shadows. The werewolf sentinels, guardians of the ancient traditions, emerged with eyes that glowed with a fierce territorial instinct. Their hostility echoed the centuries-old feud between werewolves and vampires. Hera and I halted, the weight of their collective gaze pressing down on us. A figure, larger and more imposing than the rest, stepped forward—the alpha of the werewolf pack. His eyes, like shards of silver, bore into us with a mix of defiance and disdain.

she read, "werewolves have been described throughout different parts of the world for centuries. In the last century, several werewolf sightings have been recorded. The werewolf legend has spread across borders, even across seas and oceans. The shapeshifter wolf has the ability to change form at any time. Aggressive energy or anger may increase the likelihood of causing an unintentional transformation, so such shifters are cautioned to practice extreme discipline and self-control. Black and white werewolves, particularly, are also able to maintain the same ability to think consciously and reasonably as a regular human being, no matter what form they take physically." Jamie read the paragraph

“The Blackwood pup is about to awaken! A stage has been set up at the Sacred Ridge so everyone can witness the birth of a Divine Werewolf—a once-in-a-century event! If you don’t head over now, you’ll miss it!” The Beta tore free from my hand and disappeared into the crowd. “This isn’t right!” Kaeren scooped me up with ease and flew toward the Sacred Ridge. An Omega Black Werewolf shouldn’t be able to fly that high, but Kaeren could.

I am going to have to do a lot more research it seems to try and figure out just what otherworldly species there are and what Draven might be. “Wait – did you put me on this project so that I would meet other wolfen?” I ask, details clicking into place for me – maybe this was his way of easing me in. “I wish I was that clever Wills, but no – I have actually been keeping them from you as I got the sense you were in hiding. Zale and his team being included in the project was a complete coincidence and oversight.” He promises and I believe him. Draven has no reason to lie to me “So, you are ‘seeing’ Alpha Zale – you do know wolves don’t really date unless they think they have met their mates, r

To anyone who thinks werewolves have a high sex drive I would like to inform you my human mate, is a so sex hungry I can barely keep up. She started this little chase because I wanted to study on a Sunday instead of playing with her. Well, she got my attention and we are playing now. She moves slowing to the sofa bed where we have made love under the stars so many times. She lays down and pouts. “Mr. Wolf you destroyed my dress what are going to do to me now?” My wolves licks our lips and stalks toward her growling lowly. The growl and her strong arousal have me so distracted I miss the door opening and the baseball bat coming down.

Jasper’s voice dropped lower, a cruel edge slicing through each word, "And let's not ignore the escapades of your wandering desires, shall we? The way you shared your affections with she-wolves that fate never intended for you. Each act a betrayal, a mark against what it means to be fated. How much more do you need me to unveil before you see the scars your actions have left behind?" Rage surged within me; an inferno ignited by every word from my wolf. Snarling with a ferocity that echoed our primal nature, I shot back, “Shut UP! I believed—foolishly, perhaps—that Stephanie and I had finally begun to bridge the dangerous gap between our packs!”

This couldn’t be happening. Fives had started stalking towards me, but he just about stopped himself, leaning on the desk. His knuckles were going white as he tried to force himself to breathe through it. Fives wasn’t mated, and unmated wolves were always going to struggle when someone went into heat, regardless of who it was. It just happened to be especially problematic with higher ranking wolves… and I was now their alpha. Even Chris felt it. His jaw was tight, his vampire bleeding into his eyes as he stared at me. His normally stoic expression was full of lust, and I wouldn’t have been surprised if there was a tent in his trousers too.