Werewolves Germany Novels & Stories

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

Rendall asked as we saw the arrow hit its leg and growl in pain. “He has company,” I calmly muttered and prepare my spear for the hunt. After saying those words 10 more werewolves appeared in all directions, blocking our sight with their huge bodies and all of them seem to have the same brown hair. “Is it the whole pack from Domlur?” “No, I don’t think so.” Werewolves growl as they slowly walk with their claws ready to slash everything or everyone on its way. We, on the other hand, are prepared to do everything. The werewolf that was shot by Quinn using her arrow slowly fell to the ground making its comrades look at us with hatred and disgust.

Bars asked in all seriousness what made us stop in front of him. - A real smile, not this artificial grin. Lis answered for me. Bars thought. Perhaps I understand what you are talking about. - Bars gave out after a moment's hesitation. But I don't know how to explain it... - Trouble expressing emotions? – I assumed. I heard that there are werewolves who, after turning into a human, cannot show at least some emotions. More precisely, they lose the ability to reproduce them. They feel everything, as before, but the face remains unchanged. The expression disappears. Moreover, this is only in human form, and no one knows why this happens. Such a surprise…

I woke up in the middle of the night. The room was pitch black except for the faint blue glow of the flame lamp on the wall. Lily had fallen asleep, slumped against the edge of my bed. Her lashes were still wet with tears, her face tired but unyielding. I stayed perfectly still, careful not to wake her, but my thoughts kept spinning. Everything that had happened lately played over and over in my mind. Clearly, werewolves were way too tough, so killing them was next to impossible. If I wanted to get back to the human world, ordinary suicide methods wouldn't cut it.

“Winter, if she was pushed off of a cliff, he didn’t kill her. Werewolves can’t die by drowning. It might cause them some discomfort. But they’ll still come out of it alive. Didn’t you hear what Roman told me?” Winter shook her head. “Sorry, I was a little busy distracting myself with clothes. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a closet like that before.” “Me, either,” said Nora, smiling, “but Roman told me that a werewolf could only be killed by a few things. One of their own kind, fire, and silver blessed by a priest.” Winter glared. “It doesn’t matter. It was cruel. He shouldn’t have done something like that.” “It wasn’t Ares.”

I wasn’t recognizing where we were for awhile now but it seemed we were reaching the country border. “Brownwell, we have to be careful. I've heard many rumors about werewolves guarding the border. They are said to be deadly strong and aggressive. We had passed the Savannah field and were now walking on a vast empty land. Looking far ahead I could see a tower now with werewolves patrolling around. A long line of werewolves and very few with vehicles stretched toward the border, packed with civilians and deportees hoping to cross or enter Bulgaria . Each one waited intensely as a fellow werewolf clad in official gear, thoroughly inspecting their documents. His sharp eyes missed nothing, and no

Of course, such prints could only remain on hot, unhardened lava. Conrod closed the book, after a little thought, wrote in a separate text: The presence of werewolves in our world is indirectly and documented, they are found everywhere in the legends of various countries of the world, especially common in South-Eastern Europe and Asia Minor. Among the ancient Slavs, before the adoption of Christianity in Rus', werewolves and wolves were helpers, according to popular beliefs. There is a known sacralized attitude to the wolf, the dog among the Indo-European peoples in

Derrick “Mr. Wolfsborne,” Zahra’s school secretary called behind me. “Zahra,” she pointed to the little girl she had brought from her class. “Deweek?” Zahra’s brows knitted together in confusion as she reviewed me from my messy hair, to my bandaged cheek, and down to the box of chocolate I was holding. But to my disappointment, she wasn’t exactly infatuated by the chocolate. Her eyes bored holes into my bandaged arm, courtesy of Rowan. History has always proven that Northern werewolves are stronger and wilder than the Southern werewolves. And last night, I fucked around and found out.

Her heart sank for a moment when Deya realized who he was. She rushed to the door to see Leverius writhing on the floor, clutching the laceration in his shoulder. And see Markats. Powerful, dangerous, strong, beside themselves with rage and anger, with bloody spots on their muzzles. Surprisingly, Deja could tell them apart. She clearly saw that Beria had a brighter color, while Aznar had a heavier and more massive lower jaw, and a lighter coat. Green eyes flashed when the werewolves saw her. Disheveled, smeared in someone else's blood, but whole and unharmed. Leverius made a sound, drawing attention to himself, and Berius immediately rushed towards him, raising his heavy paw to strike.

Following the man with the spear to a log cabin, located on the central edge of the prairie, Adam quickly saw muscular men, along with a group of women with sharp eyes, constantly moving. looked intently at himself. All of them, giving Adam a kind of familiar feeling. It was clear that this group of people were all werewolves. In normal times, their appearance is no different from that of humans. However, Adam could confirm, these werewolves must be much stronger than him. Anyway, looking at their appearance, they are not weak people.