Werewolves Full Moon Novels & Stories

"We must be careful. The Order's reach is far-reaching." Alexander's jaw set, determination etched on his face. "I'm in this now. Together, we'll find a way to stop them." Athena's smile returned, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Together, we'll bring balance to our worlds." "One more question," Alexander said, his curiosity piqued. "Ask," Athena replied, her voice encouraging. "How does the full moon affect werewolves?" Alexander asked, his eyes sparkling with fascination. Athena's smile hinted at secrets, her lips curving upward. "The full moon calls to us," she said, her voice low and mystical. "It's a time of transformation, when our powers are at their peak."

"Well, I must say he is very audacious indeed. I didn't actually think his plan was so bold." "We are not sure, but we need to work with this possibility. And these are our two problems." Cora finished the summary of the story. "What we have in our advantage is Selena and her powers." Clifford added to the conversation. "Powers?" Gerard and the other three asked in unison, very intrigued. "Well, this is the exciting part. Selena is my granddaughter, for those who don't know. And she is part of the Full Moon prophecy that talks about a werewolf that has the power of the moon. You're all familiar with this, I believe."

Why? I am confused! "What?! That is ridiculous Alqamar-" "Listen Lexis..." he sighed and held my two hands. I looked at him with confusion in my eyes. "When it's full moon our bond will start to get stronger and as a wolf...I can't resist you. I might want you all night and ravish you. You are not safe. You'll not be safe with me either," he explained but I still can't understand! When it's full moon our bond will be stronger and...what?

Maddox’s POV: Whenever I thought back to the night I first saw her, I questioned whether it was a coincidence…or some twisted trick of fate. None of it should have happened. Hell, none of it was supposed to happen. She was a human, for fuck’s sake. And yet…it did. And now I was trapped in that moment, with no idea how to crawl out of it. It was the night of the Full Moon—the night when rogue wolves lose all control and their hunger turns to madness, and the desire to kill overpowers every instinct.

Once that part is done, everyone is gathered to pay tribute and blessings to the Gods around the fire, and then a late swim in the lake under the last bit of moonlight before it starts to lower into the night, signalling the approach of dawn. Amira waits on the grassy shoreline as she watches most of the men run into the water, hooting and hollering to each other about being the first one in. Calix is her ride home and being Alpha of the Highmoon Pack, he is obligated to participate. It is said that werewolves feel a sudden surge of energy during the night of a full moon and feel most powerful in their true form. The pack plans to go for a run after this but Calix already said he would drive

Being rejected by your mate is just like you were given a death sentence. It's almost another full moon night. The full moon is a night in which all the werewolves will wolf out, that is, changing from the humanoid form to the wolf form, and the moon goddess appears to bless us. I have been expecting this moment because I sense something different about the full moon.

“I cannot believe there are wolves alive that have never witnessed the full moon. Once every month when the moon becomes full, werewolves are taken over by the kindred creatures. My wolf was initially suppressed until recently so I am yet to go through a true full moon...” I want to go through my first full moon with Lor. I will do anything not to be stuck in this hellhole by that time. “Other werewolves become overcome by the pull of the moon. We usually try to be so sophisticated but on that night, they succumb to the pull and engage only our basest instincts, to fuck or to kill.” She shivers as she listens and I grin. “You all won’t be so uptight if you ever went through a full moon. They

Leslie groaned awake as Tara and Zak dragged a table across the shattered window and braced it with chairs. “Tom? You can’t be out of bed,” Leslie said, pushing up on her elbows. “Jakey, what’s happening? What are those animals?” “Werewolves,” Jake said, eyes not leaving the hall. “They’re real.” Tara peeled a slat of the front blinds. “They’re everywhere,” she whispered. “Sniffing. Hunting.” Zak joined her, jaw tight. “Can we make the car?” She checked—froze. “They’re ripping the W.R.X. to pieces.”

Kincaid growled. "You look so big now Thorr," Marcus said. "Just like your father." "Thank you, Beta," Thorr smiled. "So what do we do now? Attack?" "Your blood is damn hot to attack," Kincaid muttered under his breath. "There will be a full moon tomorrow. I can't leave the pack. Not until the full moon is passed." The full moon was a special time for all werewolves. They felt closer to the moon goddess on those nights and their wolves had more control than the humans during these times. In some cases, without an alpha to keep their spirit tethered, some wolves had been reported to go mad and rogue.

After all, she had learned a lot about the werewolf world, including how they worshipped the full moon. In the books Era had read, the presence of werewolves was closely tied to the full moon. It was further explained that the full moon was a source of power for werewolves. For this reason, the pack often engaged in activities or rituals on the night of the full moon. Unfortunately, the night of the full moon didn't fall on the Gregorian calendar. So, it wasn't surprising that the pack celebrated on weekdays. "All right. I'm sure Oscar will be fine, even if he didn't sleep all night. He should still work, and with that I can have more freedom for my own activities."