Werewolves Fanfiction Novels & Stories

" he asks firmly. "I don't know, I just got out," I try to explain but he is not having it. He grabs me by the collar of Alanis's T shirt and pulls me until we are out of the house and in front of Alby Crix's house. Alby is the oldest wolf in out pack and he is the wisest. He has all the answers. Werewolves get old, we can live for 1000 years or more but at a point we start ageing. Which almost makes us like humans.

She finally stopped their kiss and laughed, her hair falling wildly with all the caressing and then leaned back and arranged her hair into place, her breasts pointing down at him before coming down to kiss him again, her canines now significantly longer than they were before. His mouth moved down to her erect pink nipples and he sucked on them, flicking them with his tongue and caressing her back with his hand, enjoying how she moaned his name, Jayden Christopher Wells, names previously unknown to her before the Lupercalia festival. Her hands morphed into white-furred paws and she scratched his shirt, ripping it off him and ignoring the blood that came with it. They were werewolves and would

As I absorbed Freda's answer, a newfound sense of empowerment blossomed within me. Freda's voice softened, filled with compassion. "But it's not just the physical aspect that defines werewolves. They possess a deep bond with their pack, a sense of unity and loyalty that transcends mere friendship. The pack becomes their family, their support system, providing a sanctuary where they can truly be themselves, accepted and understood."

“Tonight, we reclaim what was taken from us, as we howl not just for victory, but for the future pups who will grow strong and live full lives without fear.” A wave of emotion swept through Amelia as she listened, her heart aching at the weight of history being revealed. She remembered the tender moments shared with each of these werewolves—the stories exchanged over campfires, the laughter that filled the ship after a hard day’s work, and the camaraderie that transcended the barriers of species. In those moments, she had come to understand the depth of their struggles, each sacrifice resonating within her, drawing them closer together.

In a frenzy of determination, he wrecked havoc on the computers, reducing them to twisted metal and sparks, while Celeste stood by his side in unwavering support, a steadfast guardian in the chaos. As pandemonium unfolded within the laboratory's walls, the wolf pack continued their relentless onslaught outside. They bellowed their battle cries under the luminous moonlight, pursuing Jeremy and Celeste with unwavering loyalty, recognizing them as their revered leaders. A potent, unbreakable bond united the werewolves, a collaboration forged in the face of those who sought to strip them of their freedom.

Nathanial joined the fray, his attacks coordinated with ours, but the alpha's strength was staggering. Just when it seemed we might be overpowered, a group of werewolves, led by Samuel Grey, arrived to reinforce us. Their sudden appearance turned the tide, and with renewed vigor, we pressed the attack. Samuel shifted into his werewolf form, his powerful jaws clamping down on the alpha's neck. The beast roared in pain and fury, thrashing wildly. I seized the opportunity, plunging my weapon into its heart. Eleanor, channeling all her energy, delivered the final blow, a surge of power that tore through the alpha, bringing it to its knees.

she said, voice steady. Kael crossed the room in a blur, cupped her face, and kissed her hard. “You’re mine. And we fight together.” --- But in the darkness of the northern woods, across mountains and frozen rivers, another Alpha heard the call. He stood over a burning body, eyes cold and cruel. “The Lunari lives again,” he whispered. And his fangs lengthened in hunger. “Then she will die by my hand.” ---

NATHANIEL POV I hear that ear piercing scream again followed closely by another loud howl, I am so glad that my father is still passed out from the first one. My mother is one strong werewolf. I hear the lock and the door opened and from the hidden bunker emerges Angus and Leo. I hiss and growl as both my vampire and werewolf come together and agree that those two really need to die, but I know I am not enough yet to take on an Alpha and a Beta on my own.

It's eyes were deep and dark and a scar ran from it's eyebrow to the corner of its eyes. The girl's breathing came rapidly as her heart beat fearfully hard inside her chest. The werewolf stopped moving suddenly, raised it's head up and opened it's mouth wide as if about to yawn. It's two great teeth shone through its mouth making the girl gasp. The werewolf let out a loud howl that shook the earth to the grasses on the field. In a burst of panic, the girl crawled hurriedly away from the werewolf but she didn't get far before the werewolf leaped on her and sank its teeth into her thigh. The girl let out a scream that cut through the night.

"I'm sorry. I was just... having a fight with my wolf. She's a bit annoying sometimes..." Well always actually. Nodding off at her response, the girl clapped her hands unexpectedly which caused Yseah's slender brows lodged in perplexion. "So it's really true that you can telepathically communicate with your wolf?! Oohh! That is so marvelous! I know I have no right to say this but I'm a die hard fan of wolverine stories! I mean literally! I have a plethora of books that just so related about werewolves and! I'm always in-love with their dark romance plot twist! The adrenaline rush of a fanatic is kicking in right now!"