Werewolves Heartsong Novels & Stories

Damon's barely holding in the laughter, despite the seriousness of the situation. Has he forgotten, or is he just trying to ignore the fact that this guard almost had his cruel way with me a few minutes ago? I gulp once the beast's eyes focus on me, and he shakes his head. Damon gasps and quickly sits down next to me, leaning closer to whisper: "This is Silas, Nero's wolf, and he wants you to watch, so no matter how disturbing the scene gets, keep watching. Don't, I repeat, don't defy a pureblood Alpha."

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

LORD SAINTS POV My heart thumped as I approached the room which the poisoned wolf boy was in. From the look of things, it appeared that the doctors were wrapping up and very soon, i'd be obliged to make the extreme sacrifice. Yeah, I said it… Sacrifice. Unknown to Hillary, this process was going to affect me seriously. Although the devil's vine has no negative effect on Lycans, the dragon's breath will try to separate me from my spiritual wolf which is an impossible process as Lycans and their wolves are one and the same. That's why we are often referred to as natural beasts by other supernatural beings because unlike werewolves who have wolves within them, we are wolves ourselves. Wolves wh

"Yet amidst the chaos and bloodshed, two souls dared to defy the norms of their time, forging a connection that would forever alter the course of our history." As they ventured further into the chamber, they encountered a series of ancient scrolls meticulously preserved within ornate chests adorned with symbols of both clans. With trembling hands, Seraphina unrolled the first scroll, her eyes widening as she beheld the handwritten accounts of the Werewolf Heir and the Vampire Heart, their words resonating with a passion and intensity that transcended time itself.

So I convinced Auriana to bring the boy here for one final test. I heard footsteps from outside and I closed my eyes trying to feel the beat of his heart. A Werewolves heartbeat was different from that of a human and if one concentrated enough, he could identify it. I listened intensely to the rhythm of his heart. It was slow, measured. The Werewolves heartbeat was like a double beat. Unlike the humans, it was out of sync like. Thud-thud pause, thud-thud

My heart begins to beat on a fast pace, thrumming in my ears. “ Yes. First thing you have to learn is to control your emotions under all circumstances. Then, you have to learn to keep your…uhmmm… ” Wolf gets distracted and stops himself. “ Hmmm…” I hum, finding myself equally distracted like him. “ And then you have to learn to keep your heartbeat normal. ” Wolf finishes. My mind snaps back to reality as my eyes turn wide. His lips twitch and my eyes burn with anger. “ I can hear it… ” He trails off, his eyes moving away from mine. “ Actually…all werewolves can. They can hear heartbeats and the werewolves with higher ranks can even detect emotions. ”

Flameheart The night air has been alive with a chorus of jubilations, each howl a testament to the unity and loyalty of the wolves, flowing through the personal link that I have opened up to Athena. It is a symphony of souls, a celebration of an ancient and unbreakable bond that tethers every wolf under the moon’s watchful eye. And as I allowed Thena the privilege to listen, something stirs within her. A longing, so deep and visceral.

He ignored it and dung his right hard into the human heart. She coughed out blood before giving up the ghost "So warm" he whispered. Tearing the organ softly in his mouth,his scarlet red eyes were filled with joy "You disgust me" she said stepping into the light. "You're here? Have a bite. It's delicious. So warm, soft and tender. This is better than any damn food! Werewolves needs a humans flesh. It's much better "he rasped with bloodthirstiness. "Tch!" He smiled coyly and then devoured the heart in a haste

“But Aion is right. You need to keep calm. It won’t do to let anyone know how much you care about this girl already. Everyone’s nervous now that the rumor has gotten out that she’s a witch.” “I still don’t understand how that got out so quickly,” said Roman. Aion glanced over at the two of them. “We are part of a werewolf pack that can sense people’s emotions and mind read each other sometimes. Don’t worry. When she gets back, we’ll keep her close.” Roman smiled. He was glad that they had welcomed Nora so quickly and could only hope that the rest of the pack would follow suit. “She’s here,” Aion said, “I just saw the car pull up to the building.”

He took deep breaths trying to calm down as the haunting melody of the Howling Wolf Warriors began their call to the Moon, wailing together as the blended cries heralded the beginning of the service and the serenade for the dead. The melancholy howls of the warriors mixed with the haunting sounds of his own guard spurred him into his own shift, as the Alpha wolf of the Midnight pack, Eric began the final call to his daughter, guiding her spirit towards the moon. Shadow moon wolves added their voices to the symphony of grief now filling the air and it wasn't long before all seven packs were calling the heroes home. Flower petals appeared from the church doors, gliding gently onto the pavement