Werewolves Germany Novels & Stories

Andrei If there’s anything that I’m highly impressed about the American and German werewolves, it’s their ability to make a huge entertainment just being, you know, them. Who would’ve thought that the American she-wolf and the German Alpha will get hitched? No one in the room, for sure. But, hey. At least Gio is now getting some action. Unlike me. Seems like I’ll be forever wooing the she-wolf who will always pine for someone else.

she looked extremely worried but I calmed her down and explained to her about my plans and the contract we signed, that seemed to ease her a bit but I could still sense worry. "I'm fine grandmother. I promise." she pulled me into a tight embrace and let me lie on her leg while she patted my hair and sang me an ancient wolf lullaby. Werewolves originated from a land now known as Sweden before they were chased out by Darius, so their acient lullabies are written in swedish, but only the old werewolves like my grandma could translate it. "Grandma, remind me the meaning of the lullaby " I asked.

"For the strength of the pack is the wolf, and the strength of the wolf is the pack.”—Rudyard Kipling Weser River, last week of November. 16 AD. Gero, a drunken warrior, with a crudely tattooed spear on his back, trembled with relief as he emptied his bladder into the river. He swigged from a gamey-smelling leather flask midstream to gulp the bitter liquor to burn his throat. Suddenly—a prickling sensation crawled across his braided scalp.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

That is not a German name, right? "Well." "Watch where you are going you fool." He yelled at the lorry that was trying to overcome us. "The human government of Altona has broken the skala laws, they have broken the truce between the shapeshifter and the werewolves ." "So it's true, " I cut in. " So true," He said. " Many humans are leaving Hamburg and Altona in general for the fear of being killed." " Are you human? " He asked.

he said, voice low and dreamy “The trees are in autumn now… all shades of yellow, orange, red. Two days before the coronation is the Harvest Festival—lights, music, food, performances… You’ll love it.” I leaned slightly into him under the pretence of looking out the window, but his hand found mine again. His thumb stroked mine slowly, deliberately, and I had to fight a moan. “It sounds fascinating! I can’t wait!” Marina squealed, clapping her hands. “What about werewolves? Are they hostile to other species?” Gabriel asked carefully. I caught a flicker of hesitation in Alexander’s eyes, but he soon answered, a faint smile forming. “Werewolves are proud creatures, loyal to their pack. They mig

"Put her on trial! Give her punishment!" Familiar pack mates of the past bared their fangs at me, glaring viciously as if they wanted to tear me to pieces right then and there. My body trembled even more violently; my wolf , dormant for years, was stimulated into waking and kept sending desperate pleas to Silas. Tears streamed endlessly from my eyes as I tried to soothe my wolf . The witch's face blurred before my eyes; she hesitated for a moment and looked up at Silas on the dais.

What the fuck; I should be at home with my Luna and love; instead, I’m here chasing her ghost, like a carrot being dangled from behind me. When I eventually reach the Nachtmahr pack fortress, I can’t help but scoff at what I’m seeing. It’s a literal fucking stone keep castle with guards up on the turrets and everything; it even has a moat with alligators - what the actual fuck. How are these animals alive in these ass-freezing conditions? Talk about European wolves not being able to let go of the past. I’m sure he thinks he still rules Germany. “Christ,” I remark and chuckle to myself. I know this pack is all about keeping their territory safe and away from prying eyes, but this is ridiculou

it was obvious Alex was worried about which location Adler would choose, "What is it?" I asked with a little bad feeling. Alex frowned for a moment, "We suspect that Adler will choose the Land of Ashes as the site of the war "Why?" "That place is one of the neutral territories, but werewolves cannot bring out their wolf form in the Land of Ashes." he explained, "Several hundred years ago there was a big war between werewolves, several thousand of us died there because of the war. It was a very long winter, it was almost impossible to bury all the war dead in the ground that had hardened with snow. So the authorities at the time decided to burn the bodies all at once to ashes. Now it's a sacr

He started walking forward, showing them the way to the city. There were many more werewolves in the pack house, including the assassin werewolf Etta Suzette Gelbero, who was a spy and the trainer of the scout wolves. The lead warriors Ultima Wolf Edric Wilson and Ultima Wolf Drik Wilson, who trained the warriors of the Gravefur Pack, and Howl Wolf Vladimir Lorenzo usually supported the horn with their life along with Alpha. They were all eagerly awaiting their return.